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[Wednesday morning is a particularly warm day in Mayfield. With the sun in the sky, it seems like the perfect time to go for a swim down at the rec center. Luckily for you, although the pool has been closed off the past two days, it seems as though this morning, someone has left the door unlocked

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[cueballer]

[...Oh dear. Scratch shakes his head at the sight. He has no clue who it is, but judging by the looks it doesn't appear to be someone from the usual bunch of kidnapped.

...Hm...

Scratch motions his hand toward the body and attempts to teleport it out of the water, hoping to bring it in front of him on the poolside. For examination sake.]

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[He'll be successful at teleporting the body to the poolside. There, the body lies face down on the ground. The blood is matting in the man's hair; there seems to be a large hole in the back of his head, like the exit wound from a gunshot.]

[cueballer]

[Scratch bends down to examine the corpse, noticing the wound rather easily, but not making any sort of shock to it. He begins to pat at the body with his hands, seeing if he can find anything on it of possible interest.

After that, whether or not he succeeds at finding something, he'll gently try to turn the body over and then examine the man's neck. He isn't quite well versed in the makeup of a human body, but he sometimes feels his own human heart beating into the side of his neck. So maybe he might find a similar 'pulse' in this man.]

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[In his back pocket, there's a wallet, but it is empty and there's nothing identifying about it.

The man does have a pulse. He also has the exit wound's entry wound to match, a terrible gunshot to the eye that appears to have happened at close range. The man's uniform is stained with blood, and identifies him as Officer Grady.]

[cueballer]

[Scratch puts the wallet to the side, despite not finding anything in it.

However the uniform is very telling. Officer Grady. Who was heard speaking with the "Mayor" just not a day or so ago. However, finding a pulse is very good. He nods, and begins to gently pat around the front side to see if he might find anything. As he does, he'll speak.]

You look like a real mess. Guessing they tried to do you in, right?

[The fact that Grady was somehow alive, despite the gunshot being so obviously a near point-blank one, did not even come to Scratch as a question. He did not know a lot about humans, but he knew that some of them could likely be immortal as he was. To kill an immortal is contradictory, so he just assumes Grady is immortal. Either that or being kept alive by the town for a purpose.]

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Tried?

They've done me in. Do you think I'd be alive if that's not what they wanted for now?

[cueballer]

[Scratch stops when he gets a reply and nods.]

Pardon me then, because I hope you aren't getting the wrong idea. I won't interrogate you or any of that nonsense really. Don't quite care about the little mysteries of this place, as much as the larger ones. [The smaller ones will always be filled in the end by the larger black holes. That is what Scratch has found in the last million years he's existed.] Wasting my time healing you seems unnecessary as well.

...However, to be short and to the point, I am curious as to your reasons. Is she really even dead, unlike you? [He really doesn't care about the repercussions of what Grady did or whatever. What he does want to know is why give up all that power for something so insignificant as what someone else wanted.]

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None of your business.

Stop playing all smart with me, you're no smarter than any of the other mice. We're not having a conversation.

[cueballer]

Haa Haa. Funny. Just because the town took away my body, my omniscience and everything else, you think I'm a mouse. Hee Hee. Hoo Hoo.

[He waves a hand]

Fine, no conversation. I guess I shall simply muse to myself what they will do with you after all this. Either keep you alive or tear you up some more. What do you think?

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It bothers you to think you might really just be a mouse, doesn't it?

[cueballer]

Not when I know it isn't true. ...Oh, I'm sorry, you want to converse now?

[mayfield_mods]

You're a powerful, great god, all right.

But somehow we managed to take your omnipotence away from you. Funny. You're not really all powerful when someone can do something like that, are you?

[cueballer]

I never thought of myself as a God. Facilitator, but not God.

And really, there are more powerful beings in existence than myself. I can attest to it. Like I said though, this isn't really about me. I'm not the one with half my face blown up in this conversation.

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You call it facilitator, I call it lab rat.

[cueballer]

To-ma-to, To-maa-to, Mr. Grady. Or should I say Evan Olney.

Grady, Olney. Hee Hee.

[mayfield_mods]

You talk like my name's some secret.