[Dlanor is standing by the phone, holding it in her hand almost absentmindedly. After a long pause, she starts to set it down, but brings it back up to her ear. Definitely a dial tone. So the wires haven't been cut. At least, not yet. She holds it away from her, but still close enough so everyone can pick up what she's saying
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...However...it is problematic if Miss Erika truly is in a different location. She is the detective. The game cannot begin without here to observe everything.
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If she is the detective, what are you?
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I am Miss Erika's furniture. I follow her orders. And, since she cannot speak in red or blue, I do that as well.
...In a word, I suppose I am best referred to as her mercenary. She discovers the clues and puts them together. I weave the truth from what she has found. The truth that we create is used to discover the culprit.
Of course, it is a far more complicated process than it sounds. That is the basic relationship between Miss Erika and myself.
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Hey.
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...Hello. My name is Dlanor A. Knox.
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...So, I guess this is your new house.
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What should I expect while I live here? Are there any rules I should follow?
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