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I'll be gone until Monday. I don't anticipate being able to post. Sorry all.

@Exodus

Thats okay. Thats me too.

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"I would certainly love to help your taskforce in any way that I can, Mr. Grayson... If it is the witnesses you'd feel most comfortable putting into my hands, I will have no complaints. Will you direct me in the direction of the victim, I'd very much like to speak with him first, if it's not too much trouble." Nova phrased her request as delicately as she could possibly be without her point going unnoticed. She was fully prepared for skepticism, but she wasn't about to be brushed aside like a serving girl.

@WeepingLiberty

Grayson gave Nova a skeptic look. "Speak to the victim?" he said. He looked from side to side. "Lets talk about this in a minute. I have to get rid of all these reporters. Don't want any more coverage." He stood up and walked to the center of the cut off area. two of the three constables were answering questions to the best of their abilities. "OKAY EVERYBODY! THAT'S ENOUGH FOR TODAY." He shouted to everyone. The crowd was a bit mad, but still obeyed and left the scene, all be it slowly.

Grayson pointed to Johnson and then pointed to the house. It seemed to be a silent communication between the two of them. Johnson nodded and walked toward the house and stood in front of it.

"Okay. So, you're saying you can talk to the victim?" Grayson said, turning back to Nova. "I believe you. That Game Master... The Press doesn't know it but, just between you and me, I say he's not what he seems. He's got some magic to him. And if magic is killing people then magic can help us catch him." He then pointed toward the man who was killed. "He's right there."

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@Snarfulblast

Hey I don't mean to be a jerk but I'm going to have to postpone responding to your post until rush gets back on.

Cause he killed that dude.

Yeah.

Sorry.

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Nova smiled politely and nodded her acknowledgement as the chief introduced himself. "It is a pleasure Mr. Grayson, my name is Nova Black. Feel free to call me Nova if you wish." Clasping her hands together neatly in front of her, Nova took a breath to steady herself before continuing on. "I'm aware that you are a busy man with all that is going on, so I'll try not to keep you too long. I've only come to offer my help with the investigation." She motioned to the crime scene behind the man with a subtle nod.

@WeepingLiberty

“Hmm. How would you be able to help with the investigation, Nova?” Grayson asked. “Maybe you could help with the witnesses. We haven’t questioned them, because Dorian isn’t here. We called him using the local Pub’s phone, but he hasn’t arrived yet,” Looking around. “Where is that man?”

"Good morning, Chief Grayson. Ma'am." He nodded to both of them politely. "I'll get to examining the scene immediately, if I could borrow Constable Johnson to fill me in." Dorian started walking away. "But only him. I like him. He's got a certain quality about him... He rambled on, moving further out of earshot.

@Exodus

"Yes, Of course. Excuse me Nova.” Grayson said as he lifted the yellow tape to let Dorian in. “Johnson!” Grayson called out. One of the Constables turned around, and saw Dorian “Dorian! Hey! It’s been a long time. Two weeks since our last drinking brigade?” Johnson said, chuckling. “Okay. Here’s what’s going on. We got this bloody man, and he’s dead, his head cut off and put in front of The Queen, kneeling. He had this in his hand.” He pulled a note from out of his pocket, stating

He died as he lived: Kneeling before a fat woman. The next one might not be able to say the same.

“As you probably already know, this ‘Game Master’ is bloody bonkers. We got three witnesses, one even saying she saw the entire thing. They’re in that house over there,” gesturing to the house across the street. “It belongs to one of the witnesses, and she’s letting us question them in the house while we’re here.”

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