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Antumbra Mods ([personal profile] umbralant) wrote in [community profile] antumbrac2020-01-04 03:28 pm
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INVESTIGATION 1

INVESTIGATION 1

The clock strikes eight. The intermittent showers that dominated most of yesterday had, at some point during the night, escalated to a complete downpour that drenched the streets. Maybe that's why the morning might almost feel refreshing today—while it can't be said that the birds are chirping and the sun is shining brightly, the breeze is cool without being frigid while the sky is bright with the half moon.

Nevertheless. The deadline for Tuesday's motive was laid down as Friday, and amongst the pleasant earthy smell of the rain may be a tinge of something else.

Well now, how shall you spend this morning?
twoasone: (and wore the same clothes)

[personal profile] twoasone 2020-01-10 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Shin is going to smack that finger away. ]

No! Stop poking at it and go look at something else!
moonfang: (ultrapout)

[personal profile] moonfang 2020-01-10 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ >:T!!!!]

I'm not touchin' the important part!
twoasone: (I just want my privacy)

[personal profile] twoasone 2020-01-10 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
What are you talking about...? You're disturbing the body and tampering with evidence!
moonfang: (aww man really?)

[personal profile] moonfang 2020-01-10 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
I was touchin' this bit over here!! [he points to a chunk of brain a few inches from the rest of the body, as if that makes a difference] I can't touch that either?
twoasone: (Can we go ice skating?)

[personal profile] twoasone 2020-01-10 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Shin gives Zan the creepiest death glare.]

Continue to play with the evidence, and that bit over there won't be the only part laying on the floor.
Edited 2020-01-10 22:53 (UTC)
moonfang: (blah blah blah)

[personal profile] moonfang 2020-01-10 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[He huffs, but he stops poking it at least. He folds his arms]

Well, what are you going to do with it when you're done?