o4 ♫ Investigation: QUESTIONING
Characters: Klavier Gavin (guiltyguitar), possibly Ema Skye (Snackoosftw) & ALL OTHERS. ANYONE. EVERYONE. No, really.
Location: Everywhere. Seriously, he's all over the place today.
Time: Early morning; backdated to April 6th.
Style: First-person (script) if you don't mind. :>
Status: Open! Like a large stadium.
Klavier was pretty tired, but there was still some work to be done. He'd gotten maybe all of a few hours of sleep every few days since that damn explosion. Those he'd questioned thusfar had alibis... but many couldn't be accounted for. Not only that, but Saya had told him to look for a man with brown hair and a red cape... hm. He'd have to find out who this guy was, find a cat-man missing a collar (who just HAPPENED to be wounded?) and find the real perpetrator behind this. Something just didn't add up. He'd heard a lot of accounts--for example, that it looked like one person had died from the blast.
But no body was found.
All they found was a pool of semi-dried blood and a cat collar? Well, they'd managed to keep the blood samples and evidence safe, and get some luminol from Alpha, even--a Godsend in itself--but that didn't really help at all without the right equipment. So they had to compare stories. By far and large, the person Saya mentioned seemed like he was definitely a suspect, but they really needed to narrow down the list. Nothing was sure yet; it wasn't in the least cut and dry. And so you might have been forewarned that a German man would be questioning you beforehand by someone else, because Klavier was talking to EVERYONE... and when he said everyone, he meant everyone, literally.
Time to roll up the sleeves and get to work. After getting dressed (boots, chains, bling--check. Sunglasses too!), he headed into the Middle district to start with, and would work his way down.
Location: Everywhere. Seriously, he's all over the place today.
Time: Early morning; backdated to April 6th.
Style: First-person (script) if you don't mind. :>
Status: Open! Like a large stadium.
Klavier was pretty tired, but there was still some work to be done. He'd gotten maybe all of a few hours of sleep every few days since that damn explosion. Those he'd questioned thusfar had alibis... but many couldn't be accounted for. Not only that, but Saya had told him to look for a man with brown hair and a red cape... hm. He'd have to find out who this guy was, find a cat-man missing a collar (who just HAPPENED to be wounded?) and find the real perpetrator behind this. Something just didn't add up. He'd heard a lot of accounts--for example, that it looked like one person had died from the blast.
But no body was found.
All they found was a pool of semi-dried blood and a cat collar? Well, they'd managed to keep the blood samples and evidence safe, and get some luminol from Alpha, even--a Godsend in itself--but that didn't really help at all without the right equipment. So they had to compare stories. By far and large, the person Saya mentioned seemed like he was definitely a suspect, but they really needed to narrow down the list. Nothing was sure yet; it wasn't in the least cut and dry. And so you might have been forewarned that a German man would be questioning you beforehand by someone else, because Klavier was talking to EVERYONE... and when he said everyone, he meant everyone, literally.
Time to roll up the sleeves and get to work. After getting dressed (boots, chains, bling--check. Sunglasses too!), he headed into the Middle district to start with, and would work his way down.