In a rather surprisingly efficient manner Professor Dupree and August had dispersed the crowd of gawkers: the combination of his shear intimidating figure mixed with Duprees' authority as a doctor having had little trouble getting rid of the crowd that mostly consisted of students. He was rather pleased to see that they had in fact kept anyone from disturbing the ever growing pool of blood surrounding the unrecognizable pile of remains that was Dr. Atkins-not that it really mattered, he quickly reminded himself. He was extremely certain that this would just be outright ruled as a suicide by the authorities. None the less August though he'd done his damnedest to preserve the scene as best he could for the boys in blue.

"I didn't catch your name, but you're with the police, or were at some point I take it?"

“I was-but that was an entire war ago friend. These days I just...well, I get by. I'm actually in town looking for my niece. Perhaps you've heard of her Dr.? I don't mean to make light of the situation at hand-” Without skipping a beat or glancing at the shattered remnants of Dr. Atkins August went on to lie with the kind of face that one could only aquire from years of practice; which is to say his helpful yet inquisitive demeanor remained as unchanged as the tired look on his face. “-But I am actually in town for a specific reason. I am trying to find my niece Faye Desdemona. My sister, her mother, told me she attends school here but...well...I'm no detective you see? In truth I was just going to inquire as to where her whereabouts were with your main office when I stumbled upon this...gruesome scene. Needless to say the old part of me that is, as you so brilliantly dedeuced a cop, couldn't help but stop in an effort to help.” August paused here, his massive frame catching his breathe for a brief moment before his deep voice bellowed on. “So here I am, Doctors.” He traced his gaze between Dupree and Steiner in an attempt to make the former man not feel left out.