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Characters: Click, and open to anyone
Date/Time: Early afternoon, after his journal post regarding investigations
Location: Near the housing section where the murders took place. Seems as good a place to start as any.
Rating: PG.
Summary: Click decides to try his hand at active investigation, and he starts out at what was a crime scene, though he probably doesn't realize it right away.
Click finished writing in his journal, and then pocketed the book before heading out the door. He really did want to make himself useful to the occupants of the Sphere, and he figured that the best way to do that was to actually investigate something.
He wasn't sure why, but investigation seemed like part of him, like something he knew from before losing his memories. When he'd written about the possibility of forming an investigations team, he wasn't quite sure what to expect, or even what their targets would be. Even now he wasn't sure what he was looking for, so he allowed his instincts to take hold, trusting that they wouldn't misguide him.
Before he knew it, he was nearby some houses; something seemed familiar about this, and also dangerous in an eerie sort of way. Rolling up his sleeves, Click moved in to see what he could see.
Date/Time: Early afternoon, after his journal post regarding investigations
Location: Near the housing section where the murders took place. Seems as good a place to start as any.
Rating: PG.
Summary: Click decides to try his hand at active investigation, and he starts out at what was a crime scene, though he probably doesn't realize it right away.
Click finished writing in his journal, and then pocketed the book before heading out the door. He really did want to make himself useful to the occupants of the Sphere, and he figured that the best way to do that was to actually investigate something.
He wasn't sure why, but investigation seemed like part of him, like something he knew from before losing his memories. When he'd written about the possibility of forming an investigations team, he wasn't quite sure what to expect, or even what their targets would be. Even now he wasn't sure what he was looking for, so he allowed his instincts to take hold, trusting that they wouldn't misguide him.
Before he knew it, he was nearby some houses; something seemed familiar about this, and also dangerous in an eerie sort of way. Rolling up his sleeves, Click moved in to see what he could see.