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IC || THE LAST CASE || VIDEO
[From the moment the video feed rolls, the audio is distorted with static and a tinny, dual-toned laughter that lacks any real warmth or cheer. No, the sound is instead cold and cruel, cutting through the tranquil silence of night like a knife, as sharp as the smile that now twists its owner’s lips. Crowing, Tohru Adachi stares straight-on at the ( Read more... ) -
IC || THIRD CASE || VIDEO || ACTION NOW CLOSED
Alright, folks. I've got a riddle for you!
[Here he laughs, but it comes out as a nervous titter. Clearing his throat, he continues.]
What's green and white with "z"s all over?
[An awkwardly prolonged pause and then the camera is redirected away from Adachi's face to an unnerving scene. Lain out on a stone slab with ceremonial care is Link, his ( Read more... ) -
IC || SECOND CASE || VIDEO
[The video feed rolls, displaying one Tohru Adachi peeking over the edge of some structure...most likely the bath, if the heavy steam in the air and his sopping wet hair are anything to go by. What is visible of his expression is frozen in abject terror, his eyes round and darting back and forth from his communicator to something toward the ( Read more... ) -
IC || FIRST CASE || VIDEO
Uhh, hello?
[The video feed is on, but all that is visible is a mess of dark hair and an earlobe. He's shouting, not speaking to the communicator but to the village.]
Can someone tell me where I am? Geez, this is what I get for letting my boss take me out for drinks my first night here. This is Inaba, right?
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IC || NOT POSTED TO THE NETWORK || ACTION
Awareness ebbs and flows, slipping in and out of his reaching grasp, leaving only the faintest imprints of images in its wake. Drawn to these monochrome visuals, he makes a short-lived attempt at rousing his consciousness, asleep beneath the cobwebs of time and magic, but the effort proves too taxing. Soon he submits to the comfort of darkness yet ( Read more... ) -
7 || [audio]
[FILTER TO THE INVESTIGATION TEAM // 95% ]
[His voice is sharp and bitter; he's done all he can to avoid the brats since his return to Demeleier. While he'd generally enjoy this game of suspense, the last thing he needs right now is for one of them to blurt his secret to the village, having mistaken him as the source of the Shadows.Sorry kids ( Read more... ) -
6 || [video]
[The video feed clicks on. An unsteady hand fumbles for the communicator desperately, its owner currently offscreen, but only manages to knock it further away. Harsh, labored breathing penetrates what would be an otherwise quiet night, and eventually, with a pained grunt, a second attempt for the device is successfully made ( Read more... ) -
5 || [audio]
[There is an obnoxiously sharp clinking as he repeatedly taps the muzzle of the gun against a wooden surface, which, in this case, is the table inside the hut he shares with Valeria. If anyone were to listen closely, they might realize he's doing it in time to some imaginary clock. Tick...tick...tick...
Softly, his voice thick with disdain:] ( Read more... ) -
4 || [audio] backdated to August 1st
[Adachi's communicator clicks on for the first time in a few days. Hey brats, did you miss him? There's the sound of languid footfalls for a few minutes as he makes his way through the village and then silence. His even breathing is all the audio feed picks up, until -- ]
Knock, knock.
[His voice curls around that one word, his tone feather-light ( Read more... ) -
3 || [video]
[Seated low in the night sky, the moon elongates Adachi's shadow until it stretches out before him and swallows the name imprinted on the grave he stands in front of. The communicator is level with his legs, positioned in such a way that his expression is nearly impossible to discern from the sharp angles of his face. He is painfully still, the ( Read more... )