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INVESTIGATION 4
INVESTIGATION 4
And the clock ticks down to the end of another week. While the days were no less eventful, the tone set by last Thursday wasn't matched in the same way this time, so perhaps that's a source of relief for some. Looking at it another way though, maybe it was nothing more than the calm before the storm; after all, every Friday has been nothing but bodies upon bodies in some way or another.
So maybe that's why it may be unsurprising to smell something acrid and burnt on the autumn breeze that sweeps through the streets. The bell tolls eight. Time to get investigating.
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Okay, he's going to go to the tram first to check it out, before heading to the rails. Can he see anything or anyone inside of it? ]
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What on Auldrant is this? It had better not be beyond my repair...
[Well. There's always the possibility of using it for scraps later, right?
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Ah, he should...probably be more concerned about something else, shouldn't he.]
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Looks like someone took it out on a joy ride.
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That's- That's not how these things work...
[And he thought Dazai was being ridiculous with it yesterday.]
hitting this before moving to the mods response pfft
It probably hit something.
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The tram is dead.
...Okay we're not doing that.]
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Someone is in here...
[Might be where all the OBVIOUSLY CRIMSON RED KOOLAID is coming from at the front. Someone just crashed and spilled their drink ]
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Twisted metal and broken glass are the themes here, and flipped on its side, the scene may look even more surreal than normal with the dark asphalt of the street visible on the opposite window. To add to the violence of the scene, a figure at the driver's seat lies on their side, half curled over the control panel with various scrapes, bruises and wounds adorning them.
...Well, perhaps just describing it as "wounds" is understating it a bit. After all, that doesn't quite do it justice when the angle makes it plenty apparent that there's a piece of the control panel going through their chest and jutting out of their back, distorted metal dyed dark red with blood. Probably not the most attractive look, but now's probably not the time to rate that anyways.
After all, the cracked glasses that lay askew on his face tell you all you need to know.
Ignis Scientia is dead.]
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He won't climb in yet. Just going to look inside and sigh. ]
It's Ignis.
[ This place really liked going for the nice ones. ]
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I see.
[His tone is somber. So someone really did crash this thing...]
I will do my best to determine the tram's damage.
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[ He's going to stay up on the side of the tram to watch him look it over, while waiting for some help for the body. Dist is too noodle-y to be of help there and with part of the tram through Ignis... ]
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He doesn't say anything, but that expression sure should. ]
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I might need you to help out in a bit if you don't mind.
[ As in he might need Shiro's help hauling the body out after the tram and his body has been checked out. ]
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[ he thinks he knows.... body-touching..... yaaaaaaaaaay ]
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[ He wants to avoid messing up any evidence ]
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I will find use for you...I promise.