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[sixthsinner]

[Hastily scrawled at some point during this log]

Hey, whoever deals with this sort of thing might want to get down to the Aquarium right now. Geranium and I just found a dead guy here.

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[treeleopardess]

Then he probably found them here.

[She gingerly takes the corner of the other paper near the map--it's got the thickness of photo paper, but it's ruined and soaked with blood.

Completely unrecognizable. Just like Ran's death. She looks over at Phoenix.]

Yeah. It's been a while, though.

[It's pretty much settled in her mind what's happened here, but this isn't the place to discuss it.]

I'll need to talk to the two of you again--somewhere more secure--after the medics examine him. I'd like Justice to be there, too.

[They were smart enough to get the message--she had additional info, but it wasn't safe to share it here.]

[stonyfaced.livejournal.com]

[He nods at Phoenix.] I think I remember that. I'll have to look back in the journal. [He pats his lapel pocket, where the journal is kept inside. Then, he mutters,] I wonder where he got them from, then.


[He gets to work examining the perimeter of the aquarium, fingertips scraping idly against the glass tanks as if searching for some sort of hidden dent, some inconspicuous clue that will do nothing to assist them. He stares into the darkened corners, looking for hairs too fine for the naked eye. As he suspects, he finds nothing. When Bastet speaks, he turns his head, nods.]

Got it. If the medics are taking Truth's body, then are we going to take the evidence to a safe place? [He looks at Bastet, gaze obviously questioning: what counts as a safe place?]

[metalandashes.livejournal.com]

[Phoenix narrows his eyes a little at the talk of 'safe' and 'secure', although he's starting to get a pretty good idea who -- or what -- they're trying to hide from. Glancing between Bastet and Stoneface, he turns the crayon box over in his hand, then slips it into his coat pocket.]

Wouldn't say that's a bad idea.

[treeleopardess]

[She nods. There's an inherent danger in trying to take that photo away--if that's what the paper is. If seeing it is what got Truth killed, then any attempts to restore it would mean death for whoever possessed it.]

The clinic is likely the only place with the equipment needed to properly seal the evidence, so you can stop off there. As for storage--keeping it with one of you is fine, since we don't have anywhere dedicated for that kind of thing.

[Still holding the corner of the photo, she gently picks it up--only to have it disintegrate into blood-soaked flakes. She pauses, then looks up at both men with a sigh. As she suspected, they wouldn't be permitted to take it away.]

I suppose it's just the box, the map and the crayons then.