ON3- First Level

[smellyoudie]

[There's a skinny, short girl wandering around the city with a cane, not quite tapping it around her but definitely holding it in a way that suggests she's using it to search everything out without any particular sense of potential danger. She explores each and every building thoroughly, feeling in the corners with the tip of her cane, climbing the

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[truthvalue]

[Another one of these weird cosplayers? Hmm. Well, OK.

Souji watches her lick a few things and talk to her stuffed dragon and considers for a moment whether approaching her is actually a good idea.

... He approaches.]

Are you all right?

[smellyoudie]

[She smells him before he even speaks, blind face turning in his direction with a horrible tooth-filled grin.]

Oh yes. [As she's tying a scrape of moldy twine into a noose without even looking at it.] What could possibly be wrong? [Says that grin. Says those teeth.]

[Though she is legitimately interested in him since it doesn't look like there's too many people around.]

[truthvalue]

[What is with these kids ... whatever they're cosplaying from must be something really strange. Souji briefly wishes he knew anything about it.]

Ah, forgive me, I couldn't help overhearing - you mentioned a kidnapping ...

[Well, it's not really all that far off, is it?]

[smellyoudie]

Yes, I'm taking it under consideration that one has taken place.

[The only question is- is he kidnapped, or a kidnapper?]

[truthvalue]

I guess you could say that's true ... if a city's able to kidnap people.

[smellyoudie]

A city, but not its people?

[Odd way to put it.]

[truthvalue]

The city has no people of its own. Just those who've been brought here.

[smellyoudie]

And how did you learn that?

[truthvalue]

By investigating. And talking with the others who are here.

[smellyoudie]

[Terezi looks very, very interested. Like, maybe kind of invade his space a little, interested.]

Which means there's a crime scene? Suspects? Witnesses? You are being very vague, Inspector- [Sniiiiiff. He smells. Like vanilla and silver-gray fog and that's actually a pretty good smell.] Mistyhair.

[truthvalue]

[OH GOD WHAT JUST HAPPENED. Souji holds very still while she gets all up in his personal bubble and waits for the weirdness to pass. It seems like the best way to weather this particular encounter.]

Ah, no crime scene, exactly ... [Not with like, bodies or anything, anyway.] My name is Souji Seta.

[smellyoudie]

[Nope, that doesn't make it stop. If anything she leans in a little further, in danger of overbalancing right over her cane and right on top of him as she tries to sniff his eyes. They smell like his hair and that's interesting, he's all silvery-pale in her senses.]

Exactly how? Report all the details, inspector!

[truthvalue]

[Souji continues to hold perfectly still. He's been sniffed over similarly like this by Gamzee; he assumes it's part of whatever cosplay thing they're both referencing. It doesn't make it any less uncomfortable, though.]

If you were to look for a crime scene, it would be the entire city itself. There doesn't seem to be any one specific location where people arrive. They're scattered at random.

[smellyoudie]

[Does it make it even more uncomfortable when her tongue pokes forth from between her shark teeth?]

That's good enough for me, Inspector. Show me where you arrived.

[truthvalue]

[Juuuust a smidge.]

It's ... quite a ways away. But I'm pretty sure I can find it again, if you wanted to see it. [He glances up at the buildings around them, mentally calculating the distance to the part of town where he first arrived.] It's back this way. [He points behind him.]

[smellyoudie]

[She's still leaning into his space, blind red eyes fixed on her face and her tongue dragging over her teeth.]

Less stupid babble, more doing what I say, Inspector.