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The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Robin Marshall

Location: The Café
Interacting With: Miranda Burke, Olivia Johnson, Heather Ali, Declan O'Connor, Finley Alestair

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"'Course not. It's miserable out there," Robin said. There was power in being that guy with the van, but with great power came great responsibility. He was contractually obliged to help out friends with home removals and heavy-lifting and, as it turned out, carpooling to dodgy houses on the outskirts of town. While Olivia paid the bill (to which he gave a hearty, 'Cheers, Johnson!'), he stood up, pushing in his chair politely because he wasn't raised in a barn, and patted down his jacket pockets to find his keys. It seemed everyone was ready to go. Once found, he spun his van keys around on his index finger to the satisfying clack of his plastic alligator keychain.

Just as he began to consider the daunting prospect of fitting everyone who volunteered to come in his van, Miranda offered up the use of her own car. "That would be for the best. Queenie's pretty big but I don't think she could handle that many people," he mused. Though difficult to believe, he did actually have valuables in there, of the breakable sort. Robin considered the risks for a moment, made the choice not to have near-strangers in his sanctuary – even with the others' endorsement – and decided, "I can take one more in the back if you want to split up half and half. Heather, care for a spin in the The Dancing Queen?"

For Queen and Country

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The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Robin Marshall

Location: The Café
Interacting With: Miranda Burke, Olivia Johnson, Heather Ali, Declan O'Connor, Finley Alestair

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"I might. Hey –– who knows what the future holds?" Robin said to Olivia as she suggested the idea of starting his own band, albeit noncommittally. It was nice to have someone supportive around. If only it had been during the days of Alligator Boardwalk.

He twisted in his seat to give a friendly nod in greeting to the other two as Olivia invited them. Miranda was right –– there would be safety in numbers in the unlikely occurence that anything bad happened, especially with Heather also agreeing to tag along. It was less of a Scooby Gang, more of a proper search party: more official, more prepared, though only barely.

"So where's this house? I heard about the murder and all, but I can't picture anywhere like that in Red Lake." Then again, for all his 'urban exploration' (read: trespassing) during his teenage years, Robin seldom strayed from the town centre: a city-boy born in the wrong place. He was struck by the thought that he didn't know his hometown as well as he ought to –– which, upon deeper reflection, was both disappointing and exactly what he was hoping for after all these years.

For Queen and Country

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The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Robin Marshall

Location: The Café
Interacting With: Miranda Burke, Olivia Johnson, Heather Ali

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"I'm not much of a 'Fred', but I do have a Mystery Machine and a lot of spare time on my hands," Robin said with a toothy grin at the very idea of a Scooby Doo gang of Red Lake natives. Never too old to be a meddling kid, apparently. Granted, the subject material was a little more somber than any cartoon mystery story. "I'm in to help search, for sure. Whatever it takes." It was very easy to promise that, he knew, and then take off as he usually did; however, this time he didn't feel the all-encompassing need to escape Red Lake the moment he set foot in it.

Maybe he was ready to settle.

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Nah. It was just the change of pace talking, the murders bringing life to a town that used to drain it out of him. Once all was calm again, he could drive out to Philadelphia, try and set up roots again, even though the risk of falling into old crowds and old ways and old beds was a real downer. To the west, instead. Either way, this wouldn't be a permanent thing.

Olivia's question of whether or not he had any stories to tell shook him out of that daze of plans for the future. "Well, it was just more of the same, really. The city got a bit boring. I did make a shit-ton of money as the fill-in for a guitarist in a band." Well, it was an exagerration: he wasn't any richer. Half of the earnings were for repairs to the Dancing Queen, and the other half went into purchasing that doomed ring. But he didn't really want to talk about engagements and disengagements to a town of gossips, an over-sharer though he may be at times. "Nothing much this time around, compared to what's going on here."

The arrival of Heather was a welcome distraction; a better segue than anything he could come up with away from the uncomfortable topics. "Heather Ali––a sight for sore eyes." The woman was soaked from head to toe, and given her excuse, Robin couldn't help but laugh, even though there was the inkling of worry in the back of his mind that he hadn't heard from Heather in a while. Last he was in town, she wasn't around. "'Drowned' is a good look. And you weren't interrupting. Olivia was just suggesting checking out a creepy old house to help out the case and, I gotta say, my interest levels has gone off the charts from that description alone."

Hell, if this whole gumshoe thing panned out, and they found Riley Walker and caught the murderer, maybe he could go all Murder She Wrote, travelling the US and solving a different small-town homicide every week. Wouldn't that be the life.

For Queen and Country

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For Queen and Country

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The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

apologies if there's any mistakes in this one, i'm a little frazzled and can't read good ^^'