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Posted: Fri, 08/12/2023 22:23 (1 Year ago)

🧣Eloi Torres's POV🌧


Niwa had disappeared. Probably... off to do his own things. Yeah. That was... fine, right? He couldn't blame him for that. Maybe they could catch up later.

He looked at his own assigned case, taking deep breaths to steady himself. This was going to be fine. He headed towards the exit of the agency. He'd figure this out, like he always did.

Hopefully.

📚SAWYER LAURENS'S POV🍭


"That makes ✨nothing clearer at alllll!✨" Sawyer exclaimed, somehow gaining a similar ability to Saeko's in which they could use emojis in their speech. "But okay! Sure!" They hopped along with the supposed Head Detective.

♟Laurence Walton's POV📖


He watched the detectives filing out, off to their own separate cases. Okay. It wasn't like this wasn't important work as well. But... it still felt shameful. His talents were being WASTED on mopping and sweeping and scrubbing.

Still, he didn't let any of his disdain show. His face was one of utterly composed neutrality.

Just one month, just one month.

The worst part about all this was undoubtedly the fact Andreja had just run off. Stolen his hat, and wasn't even helping with the work. She'd probably get in trouble again... and, so help him, if she DID get herself in trouble, he might wind up blamed for not keeping her under wraps.

She was the reason child leashes were invented. Undoubtedly.

If there was one good thing about humanity dying out, it would be that there would be fewer people like her. The thought almost made him feel a little... guilty, for a moment. But no. Obviously, it would be best if people weren't like her. Because they would cause nothing but trouble and do all the things they weren't supposed to do otherwise.

Hopefully, my fellow intern is faring better than this.


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Posted: Fri, 08/12/2023 21:35 (1 Year ago)

🍨Sutaraitsu Unemoto’s POV🍀


"We should celebrate. Ice cream! Strawberry, rocky road, cookies and cream- it'll all be there. And popcorn! Everything we could ever want, and then we'll watch a romantic movie, like the Notebook! Or something else, even. Anything you want-"

Sutaraitsu slowly raised his head. That sounded… nice. Really nice.

"Anything, Sutaraitsu! We'll watch or do everything! It'll just be like a first date, except it won't be awkward or weird because we love each other and we're together... and everything's fine, you see? Everything's fine! I'm-"

“Y-Yeah! Of course. A-And we can… umm… discuss things. Like… the Area 51 raid?” he tried.

"Ice cream... yeah. In the kitchen."

“It’ll be wonderful….m-maybe we could try some reading, too?”



His pale, petite, delicate fingers softly brushed against Setsuna’s face. Why was it damp? Damp with… tears? What could he have to cry about? He was Setsuna. He was everything.

Was he… afraid? No, he was alright. Of course he was alright.

You know that’s not true.

🪓Mika Uyehara’s POV🌷


Huh. The edgy quiet guy was skulking off. Engineer, right? Mika decided to stalk after him from the shadows. Prologue Sawyer flashbacks

I mean, hey, why not? It wasn’t like he was doing anything anyway. And it was interesting. He had just skulked off, not even a parting word. What was he up to?

❄️lucian arbred’s pov🕊


Lucian’s heart stirred into motion, as he felt Kubo squeezing his hand. He wasn’t sure how to interpret it… he had just been trying to comfort Kubo himself, but… it was welcoming. Comforting.

His bare hands were cold against his own, sending a chill through him. It wasn’t an unwelcome one. It felt like the snow. His hands were the snow. They were winter.

Winter, when all the mistakes were buried. Winter, when you could start anew. When you could almost pretend everything was alright. The end of one life, and into another. Metamorphosis.

Having his hand intertwined with his own almost felt… like regaining part of himself. A part of himself he had long forgotten.

I want to trust you.

"Right. It will be okay."

He would walk with him, and everyone else. And they’d get to the bottom of this. It would be okay.

Lucian shuddered at the mention of the “workout”. He wasn’t entirely sure what that was supposed to mean, but he didn’t want to stick around and find out.

He nodded. ”...okay. Let’s go.”

📚SAWYER LAURENS’S POV🍭


”Workout?...” Sawyer tilted their head.

Lucian(?) shook his head at them. ”...you probably don’t want to know. come on.”

“Why not?”

They were only met with silence. Okay. Maybe it WAS that bad?


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Posted: Fri, 08/12/2023 20:08 (1 Year ago)

🍨Sutaraitsu Unemoto's POV🍀


"Matching suits! That sounds amazing!"

Sutaraitsu smiled shyly back at him, his head tilting slightly to the side. His sweet, soft pink eyes fell upon the floor, then back at Setsuna. "Umm... y-you think so?"

His presence was so warm, so comforting. Those deep, shining pools of a cooling brown. That audacious smile. Those long, bouncy curls. He was so dang cute. Sutaraitsu really WAS lucky. He just wanted to drift right into those arms... and never leave them.

"S-Setsuna? You're really amazing, you... know that? I- I think... I love you."

"We can- we can do anything. Be anything. None of this will matter, because we're together."

"U-Umm... yeah. None of it matters. Of course."

Yes, just don't think about it, Sutaraitsu. It's alright.

As he withdrew breath, he could hardly believe this blessed moment was real. He would cherish it forever. He buried his face in Setsuna's shoulder, holding him tightly. Breathing in his scent, listening to his voice... He was beautiful. He was so cool, so kind, and so smart. He was Setsuna.

Where he began, his life began, too.

But what about the end?

He was almost afraid to open his eyes. That he would slip away, that he would become something new. Something new Sutaraitsu would try to forget.

We'll always have each other. He's right... right?

He wanted to believe that.

🪓Mika Uyehara's POV🌷


Mika Uyehara was an observer. He had always been an observer. Watching, waiting, deciding what to do. Always thinking only of his own self-preservation. Always thinking only of what was best for him.

And as he watched everyone around him, he felt something strange and unfamiliar. He felt... lonely, almost. Like he didn't belong here. Wasn't it only natural though? To focus on keeping yourself alive? That was a human instinct.

A heart beated inside his chest, when he would put his hand to it. Yet he would look in the mirror. His eyes were cold and dull. His expression a blank slate. Maybe he wasn't human at all. Maybe... at some point, he had become something other. Something different.

Someone willing to blackmail others. Someone willing to...

...

I HAD to kill them. What else was I supposed to do?

Deep breaths, Mika. In and out, in and out. Walking. Talking. All of them united in some way or other. Why did it... make him question himself? Why did it make him feel so empty?

Friends.

Enemies.

Acquaintances.

Lovers.

Him, merely a stranger. Almost a stranger.

Did he feel discontented about that?

He wasn't sure. He wasn't sure what he even felt.

There was a look on Miyako's face. A look it felt he knew very well. That seemed all too familiar.

She was hiding something. He was sure of it.

...

Solaro had killed Akora for her own self-preservation, hadn't she?

Most curious. And yet another might be dead, as of now...

❄️lucian arbred's pov🕊


"Alright, Lucian."

Was it something about the briefness of his statement? The sound of his tone? The look he thought he saw flash across Kubo's face... if only for a moment?

"Kubo... are you alright?" Lucian made the decisive action, at last. He gently took the Ultimate Detective's hand. "it'll be okay. Whatever we find... we'll figure it out. Together."

He gave him the warmest smile he could muster.

Maybe I don't know if I can trust him. But... we should all believe in each other. If we're going to get out of here.

...right, he just needs to be HELPED, right? To be FIXED?

I-

Like everyone else, right?... Is that it?

He did promise to protect me... and I promised to protect him.

"I know... things are scary right now. But... it'll be okay."

📚SAWYER LAURENS'S POV🍭


Sawyer went along.

...

Because... what else could they do, right?

He's fine. He's fine. He's just... gone away again! Right...?

Again?... what...

...

Why again?


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Posted: Tue, 05/12/2023 21:01 (1 Year ago)

📚SAWYER LAURENS'S POV🍭


"Exact-lee. Scorned man having an affair of his own? The papers'd eat it up. He'd be doomed. So he pays his little lover to stay here, and be real quiet... but he doesn't pay her enough, y'see? She's keeping his secret and doing the caulking. She gets frustrated after a while. And she bounces. Boom, she's off, and with his little ring too."

Sawyer raised their eyebrows. "Huh. You think he trusted her too much or something? Seems like a terrible idea thingy to do!"

"Eh, yeah, that's possible too. This was fun though, right? Even if there's no evidence and it never comes to light- because god are rich people good at covering up their tracks- we can be assured he's no innocent in this. In one way or another, he's hiding something. Might as well talk about it, amirite? Mess with that shiny reputation of his."

"Yeppers, guess so! I like these ominous thingies you keep mentioning!" they exclaimed. "Sooo... Head Detective... you gonna declare this case solved?" They tilted their head. "I meannnn, can we really consider this the answer with no evidence? Maybe it is, but people might be skeptical."

"I think they finally posted the cases. Lotsa noise out there..."

"Yeah, they haaave! Wait. If you're a Head Detective, shouldn't you... know about that?" They squinted.

Hold on...

♟Laurence Walton's POV📖


While he cleaned, Laurence prayed to the totally existent gods of work (probably robots), that he wouldn't end up punished because of Andreja's insolence. Again.


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Posted: Wed, 29/11/2023 05:36 (1 Year ago)

📚SAWYER LAURENS'S POV🍭


"No, no. You misunderstand. He was a divorced man, right? When he got the divorce, he had something on her... so he got a major claim out of the settlement."

"Ohhh... Yeah! That would make sense." Sawyer nodded vigorously. "Due to prenuptial law and whatnot, right?"

"He was having an affair and the woman he had it with stays here, out of sight. She stole his ring and took off. He had to report the theft- it's a famous piece, y'know? People'd be asking after it. He cleaned the whole place up, tried to make it look like a plain old bachelor pad... but you know. He was rich. And rich people don't fix their own caulking."

Unceremoniously, Sawyer started clapping. "Wowwww! I guess that's why you're a Head Detective!! That makes so much sense! But... I feel the need to ask, what about the other suspects? Couldn't one of them have done it?"

🧣Eloi Torres's POV🌧️


"Want to wait in the hall? I can find your assignment for you. It's no trouble."

Eloi was about to tell him no, until he saw the bustle of people, and realized why Niwa had offered. "R-Really? You don't have to... I--" He could almost feel all the eyes drilling into his skull. He began to sweat intensely.

"B-But... If you're offering, um, okay... Thank you..."


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Posted: Wed, 29/11/2023 02:48 (1 Year ago)

🧣Eloi Torres's POV🌧


"Yeah, friends. If you have any Spider-Man... Wait, actually. We seriously gotta get to work. The assignments are probably already up, and we won't have time for paperwork by now."

Eloi smiled sadly at him. "Aw... yeah. I- guess so. Let's go see what those assignments are! At least... once we're finished, maybe... we can- read them together, right?"

Assuming he's... not doing anything after work. Or maybe we could do it on our break together?

Reluctantly, he headed off to find some case assignments with Niwa. But there was this warm, sunny feeling inside of him now... he had a friend. A friend who was genuinely interested in something he also liked. It was... a nice change.

♟Laurence Walton's POV📖


Someday, maybe someday, he would be able to investigate some of those cases himself. But right now, he was stuck on janitor duty. Oh, what was he worried about, anyway? It was like that pest Andreja had said, after all. He'd get through this month, and then he'd finally be able to actually prove himself. That he could do so much more than just a janitor's work.

My intellect is being utterly wasted right now. Lovely. Tsk, tsk.

And it was all because some girl decided to mock someone's glasses. He should have stayed out of it. He just... hadn't expected her to do what she did...

Ugh.

Why.

He'd get his hat back... later. He smoothly adjusted his hair with his hand, and then got back to scrubbing and mopping.

📚SAWYER LAURENS'S POV🍭


"Of course you didn't. You are but a simple detective, and such things are out of your hands, dear Sawyer. As the great and renowned Head Detective Melagis, I order you to not question anything from now on, because it will confuse your very adorable little head."

"Ah... um... okay!?" Had they just been insulted? Hmm... nahhh, probably not. Hopefully! They liked this girl's energy!

"Anyway... the case."

"Yeahhh! The case!"

"Huh. He was a wealthy man, wasn't he? Recently divorced, got most of the money in the settlement..."

"Yeahhh... I was thinking that maybe--" They stopped. Had she just figured something out?

"The thief, is the woman he housed here."

"Whoaaa. How do you figure? That might make sense... given his divorce. You think that the ring originally belonged to her and he took it, then she stole it back? Maybe he's got this love affair going on with some other person and she got jealous? Could make sense!!"


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Posted: Tue, 28/11/2023 05:44 (1 Year ago)

♟️Laurence Walton's POV📖


...ugh. You know what, forget this. Forget HER.

He figured he'd probably get in more trouble for not working and being discovered just chasing after her rather than just doing it by himself and explaining later.

If she wants to be THAT self-centered, then fine.

He surprised himself once more with that thought. Had he... Somehow expected more of her? Then, he shook the thought away. It was probably because of her position here. Because she had apparently committed so many offenses, and was still permitted her position...

Imagine living a life where you get second chances. Most people don't even get a first.

But as he got the cleaning supplies out, and took to tidying the place... He couldn't stop thinking about that goddamn girl that stole his hat and ran off with it.

Laurence just couldn't understand it. Why he had expected more from her, especially when...

Huh... Adrik. Was he doing okay? The glasses boy?

Oh, forget it. It wasn't important. Neither was the girl he shouldn't even be thinking about.

If she's not going to even BOTHER to care about me, why should I BOTHER to care about her?

📚SAWYER LAURENS'S POV


"Oh, whoa, really?? Cool! I didn't know they did that." That didn't sound right. Still, what did Sawyer know?

"What's so crazy about them?" Sawyer asked with a thoughtful frown. "It sounded like somebody just desperately needed help with something. But uhhh... Okay, sure! So, basically... Somebody apparently broke into someone's apartment in the middle of the night and stole a ruby ring! They seem to have covered their tracks up pretty well, though... But I think I've got it narrowed down to a few suspects... Here's what I've got so far!" They tossed their incredibly messy abundance of notes to Andreja.

🧣Eloi Torres's POV🌧️


"Someone else? No, Eloi. Androids aren't like that. Nobody'd help anyone if there wasn't to, at least in their twisted, broken world. It's a human trait, empathy. Only humans have it and we're almost dead now."

Eloi pulled his hat over his face and smiled sadly. "Yeah, I... I guess so..." It was truly a depressing thought. He knew it was reality in their society, and yet... The thought still saddened him.

"We're also able to enjoy superhero comics! And read and discuss them with our friends!"

Eloi raised his head. "H-Huh? Friends...? You... Don't mean..." He smiled shyly back at him. "Oh... Friends. Yeah! Cool!"

He pulled the comics out of his bag. "...are there... Any in particular you'd like to look at?"

God, what am I doing? Maybe... He doesn't think I'm a weirdo? Maybe he... Genuinely likes these too?

🌹Cadence Laurier's POV🎯


Michon did get some very interesting visitors. If only she could hear the rest of that conversation. But, no, she had to head back to her office, and do some digging on this particularly fascinating case...

Her mind was a whirl of questions, and not just about the potential solution to this particular case file...


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Posted: Mon, 27/11/2023 17:31 (1 Year ago)

🍨Sutaraitsu Unemoto's POV🍀


"Oh, Sutaraitsu! We can go to prom together! You'll look so cute in a suit!"

A flustered Sutaraitsu started to look as pink in the face as his fluffy hair. "Um, s-sure! That sounds fun!" He awkwardly fiddled with his hands. Wait, what was that on the... floor?

Then the words came back to him... Akora was...

Dead?

That didn't make sense. The words didn't line up. Why?

Sutaraitsu decided to try not to think about it.

"So... wh-what will you be wearing, Setsuna? Will... we be matching or anything?"

He tried not to look at Akora Menx on the floor. He tried not to hear the conversations. He tried, he tried, he tried. But he could feel himself shaking, even if it was ever so slight.

The smile on his face looked stitched on. Why was... all this... happening?

Just... think about Setsuna in an unspecified outfit. Just think about your super cool boyf- friend?? in that unspecified outfit. Yes. This is fine.

🪓Mika Uyehara's POV🌷


Oh, huh. Akora Menx was dead, and Darcy Harper might be as well?

Yeah, I don't care. I have no idea who those people even are. Plus, I'm fine, so... who cares?

But there was still something that made him uneasy as he looked at Akora's body. He wasn't sure what it was, exactly... maybe... it was...

She looks just like them, back then.

No, no, she didn't. That was... an incredibly bizarre thought.

Wonder what killed her?

He knelt down at Akora's side, frowning thoughtfully at her fatal injuries. Though... there didn't seem to be an investigation going on right now. Maybe it didn't matter.


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Posted: Mon, 27/11/2023 08:28 (1 Year ago)

🥽Suzume Fujimori's POV🧪


"Of course!"

What a nice guy. Suzume would look forward to seeing him here in the future.

"Sure, Suzume!"

She found herself smiling as she took the other cup. That wasn't a no? She actually-- no, keep it together, Miss Fujimori. You don't know that yet.

Suzume was about to sip from her own drink, and then shrugged, instead finding a strangely different compulsion within herself.

"On second thought, I'm not thirsty. You can have mine too, if you want."

She wasn't sure why she felt like doing this...

Why couldn't she shake the feeling that there was... Something familiar about this girl? Who even was she?


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Posted: Mon, 27/11/2023 02:20 (1 Year ago)

🌹Cadence Laurier's POV🎯


"I suppose we can adjourn this meeting, then."

"Yes, I suppose so. Unless there's anything else...?"

Had... there been a look on his face there, or had she imagined it? She couldn't shake this strange feeling... maybe it was nothing. But there was... something... worrying.

🧣Eloi Torres's POV🌧


"Thanks Eloi..."

"Oh... it's- nothing, really!" He laughed nervously, shuffling his feet across the floor. "If... I hadn't done it, someone else would have..." He trailed off.

"You were saying something about... comic books?"

"O-OH! Yeah! I... brought some of my... superhero comics..." His face flushed with embarrassment. "Would you... like to see them? They're in my bag... I- I thought maybe we could reread and discuss them together, at some point, sometime, I- don't know what I was planning, really, probably a dumb idea, honestly, I-"

📚SAWYER LAURENS'S POV🍭


"Ooo, what kinda case? Cool one? Or lame one?"

"A mysterious burglary! And of course it's a cool one!! All cases are cool! You have to figure everything out, narrow down the suspects, figure out the bad guy!" Sawyer beamed. "You wanna s- wait. Are you..." They squinted. "Are you authorized for this? What do you work here as?"

"ANDREJA! I know you're in there. Please, just come out. I've been instructed to be on cleaning duty with you, so help me God if they see me doing it without you. ...Please."

"Uhhh... shouldn't you go answer that?" Sawyer asked, tilting their head. "That sounds important. Did he say... you're on cleaning duty? Weird... you don't look like a janitor."


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Posted: Mon, 27/11/2023 01:42 (1 Year ago)

🌹Cadence Laurier's POV🎯


"Would you like to take it on? I can always help if you need some assistance."

"Yes, I would. I'll be alright on my own, but thank you for offering, Michon."

So... Jemu had no idea what was going on, either. Hm... she wasn't so sure if she should ask Michon about it, either, though. He'd probably deny knowing what she was talking about.

But Cadence shook the thought away. No, it wasn't important. She should focus on work.

Still... what was up with him?

🧣Eloi Torres's POV🌧


"O-Okay. I guess even if we've been abandoned... we've still got each other, huh?"

Eloi gasped. "Wait, is that..."

"Or so was said in Spiderman 7, by Uncle Ben's clone from dimension X..."

"I remember that! Did you see it too? I-" But then he remembered someone else was with them and suddenly felt self-conscious, lowering his voice. "I mean... well... I- brought some of my comic books with me today, I thought you might want to see them although I... don't know when I... thought we'd have time to look at them."


♟Laurence Walton's POV📖


"Boriiiiiing~! Try and catch me!"

"Andreja! You're going to get us both in trouble!" Aughhh. Why did he even bother?! I should just forget about it and start cleaning. What is WRONG with that girl?

He skidded to a stop, puffing and panting. "Have... either of you two... seen a really irritating light-blue-haired maniac... hff... running through here with no regard for anyone... hfff... wearing something probably completely inappropriate to the dress code... hfff... instead of doing her job?"

🧣Eloi Torres's POV🌧


Eloi was attempting to help Niwa up. "N-Niwa! Are you okay? Oh my gosh, I'm sorry. What was with that-"

Huh? Someone... else was here?

"A-Ah... yeah, actually... they- went that way, I think."

"...Thank you. I'm sorry if she caused you any trouble. Anyway... I better be going."

Just as quickly as he appeared, he was darting off.

📚SAWYER LAURENS'S POV🍭


Gasp. A mysterious girl had just stolen their gum!! And THEIR CHAIR!

"Heyyy! Soo, uhh, I get that my chair is really fun, and I know that gum is really tempting! But, could you have asked before barging in here? I was kinda, y'know, about to use my office for work stuff. I found this new case and I really wanna do it!! Sooo, could you go spin in another chair, please? Thanks!"

🥽Suzume Fujimori's POV🧪


"Sorry, I just got caught up in my thoughts! Pretty much any, it's a here-and-there hobby so I usually learn them randomly."

"Oh, I... that's alright. Happens to me too, sometimes. That's... really cool, honestly, maybe you could show me sometime?" The words came out before she could stop them. "If that's a good idea!"

"I brought some drinks."

"Thank you. That's... very helpful, actually." She nodded appreciatively at the person who had just appeared.


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Posted: Sun, 26/11/2023 21:06 (1 Year ago)

♟Laurence Walton's POV📖


ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : A Well Respected Man (1965) - The Kinks [0:01-2:40]

"Family legacy?"

What was she... laughing about? Ugh, this girl. Everything was a joke to her. His face was the definition of “😐” as he tried with every ounce of his being not to narrow his eyes.

"Sweetheart, there ain't any legacy left for anyone here. This place is the end of the road. For all of us."

“End of the road? Well, that’s a little dramatic,” he drawled.

"Best you can hope for is amazing friends like me! Your experience so far has been pretty sweet, I'd say!"

“...Right. You’re ‘amazing’.” She was anything but that. She was a gremlin in a human’s clothing.

"Beating you into the ground? Can't you just do it simple and say that I kicked your ass? No shame in being weak as hell if you're next to Angie."

“Well! Pardon me for not wanting to brutally injure another person. Unlike someone.” Tch. Everything about this girl was beyond infuriating.

"Come on, smile for me! Or just be like that. Sour-puss."” He immediately stiffened at her touch, eyes widening, on the off chance that she was trying to physically harm him again. But, no, she was just being irritating.

“Fine. If that’s what it takes for you to keep your hands off me.” He gave her a forced, skeptical-looking “smile” that looked more like a grimace.

"Let's go! Can't catch me, suckah!"

“What the? What did I just say?! Get back here!” Oh, great. She’s a THIEF too. He started running after her, only to immediately revert to speed walking. Didn’t want to break even more rules…

How was she still here after all this time? After everything that she had pulled at this place… Is there something to her I’m not seeing? Or does the agency just take pity on her?

From what he could recall…she was apparently a repeat offender at the agency. For some reason or other, they cared enough about her not to hire her. Was she remarkably skilled? Formidable? Clever? What could there be about her that kept people from firing her from this place?

“She better be heading for a closet with cleaning supplies, or I swear, I’ll kill her,” he muttered.

🧣Eloi Torres’s POV🌧


"No, no it's okay! We're just about ready to head into the office now. You can come with us, if you want."

“O-Oh! Okay… hey. I-I’m… Eloi Torres. I’m glad I wasn’t interrupting anything.” He smiled wretchedly at Niwa’s companion. “Oh… the- office? Sure… I’ll come with you both. Whose?”

Hopefully this was a good idea…

🌹Cadence Laurier’s POV🎯


"The younger detectives, then." She nodded. The idea sounded reasonable.

"Of course. I'm afraid it's a little... gory."

“I see.” That wouldn’t be a problem for her. Cadence looked the case over. “Hm, this one shouldn’t be too difficult. I see what you mean, though… it is a little more complex. I should be able to figure it out…”

She looked up from the case for a moment. Huh. Most curious. Why was Michon paying the janitor any mind? He was just a lower faculty member, nothing more. Did he know him? Was there more to him than met the eye?

Well… she wouldn’t push the issue while Michon was speaking with him, of course not. Cadence Laurier found herself exchanging a look with Jemu, basically silently asking with the look on her face if they knew anything about this.

🥽Suzume Fujimori's POV🧪


"...Megami?" She then fell silent... and went back to physics equations. It's strange, there was something almost familiar about her. Something that filled Suzume with... regret, guilt. Could she have gone to college with her?

Maybe... but she had a strange feeling it was something else. What was the point? Why had she even bothered trying to talk to her? She should have known, just to wait for the work day to begin... like she always did.

📚SAWYER LAURENS'S POV🍭


Sawyer Laurens burst into the Head Detectives' meeting room at the speed of light with no regard for whatever might have been taking place. "Did I hear something about new cases?! Can I see, can I see?"

Miss Laurier's lips were pursed together, her glasses gleaming threateningly. "You shouldn't interrupt like that, Laurens. But yes, there are. Were you eavesdropping? You do know you should be working."

"Oh, yeah, sorryyy! I was kinda sorta doing that but I got bored. Can I see the cases?"

She sighed. "Fine. Just take one and get out. Would that be agreeable with the both of you?"

Sawyer's face was the living definition of the pleading face emoji.

🍓Cali Mabey's POV💟


Cali sighed and slumped against his desk. If only some cases would just come in already... he envied the janitors, honestly!! They probably got to talk to so many people...

If only some character interactions would just come his way. Or some cases...


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Posted: Sun, 26/11/2023 02:53 (1 Year ago)

🥽Suzume Fujimori's POV🧪


"I like to do a lot of things. Honestly, pretty much everything but this work. I like basically anything artistic and cryptology, among a lot of stuff. I like science and forensics but... not really as a job, I guess."

"Oh, I see. Sorry to... hear that." That was what she was supposed to say, right? "Studying code, huh... that's pretty interesting. What kinds of code?"


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Posted: Sun, 26/11/2023 02:43 (1 Year ago)

🥽Suzume Fujimori's POV🧪


"Hey, Suzume. Pretty boring here, but hey, I'll take the break while we can. And yeah, name's Megami."

"Yeah... guess so. Megami... that's a nice name. It suits you." Wow. This was awkward. Extremely awkward. Take the break while they could? What was she even talking about? "I don't know if I could imagine doing anything else at this place. Isn't it so fascinating, everything that we get to analyze here? All the marks that people make on crime scenes... completely unknowingly. That act as evidence to put them away for their crimes. Truly remarkable..."

There was a starry look in her eyes as she spoke about it, just recalling all those past cases... thinking about all the future ones... it was what made life worth living.

But was it... all that she wanted to do with her life?

"Ahem. Sorry. Didn't mean to start rambling about that. What do you... like to do? When you're not working?"

What was that like...?

🌹Cadence Laurier's POV🎯


[Cadence was magically teleported to the same room as Narcisse Michon and Buraddo Jemu through the power of being supposed to be there, my bad. Let us just pretend she was there the entire time.]

"No, thank you." She dismissed Maji with a wave of her hand. She started to look over at the papers, before deciding to ask about it first. "Hmm. May I see? Perhaps I can be of some assistance."


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Posted: Sun, 26/11/2023 02:12 (1 Year ago)

♟Laurence Walton's POV📖


"Yeah, yeah, sure old man. Whatever you want. Thought you'd be interested, that's all. You know that detective guy? The one who's always jumping and whimpering every time Michon walks by? He's ol' Atsushi's grandson. Nepotism at its finest."

"'Old man', huh? Did no one ever teach you to respect your elders?" His irritated expression was immediately replaced with one of confusion. Why was he... joking about it? "Huh. Makes sense, that he'd find himself working here. Probably trying to live up to his family legacy, I suppose."

"Hassling young interns? What a way to put it. I was just giving my new friend Walty a little lesson 'bout loosening up a bit, you know? Looks like he didn't take it to heart after all."

Friend? It looked as though there was almost this softening upon his face, if only for a moment. "You... consider me-" He immediately shook his head, as if to shake the thoughts away. "Andreja Buivis, with all due respect, which is none, you were making fun of my fellow intern and beating me into the ground!"

Friends. With THIS maniac. What a ridiculous thought...

"Ugh, if you must. You're such a stick in the mud. You'll get the credits either way, and you'll be outta here in a year. Calm down already.”

He took a deep breath. "You're right. I'm sorry. Let's just..." He brushed at his sleeve, as though there was something to wipe off of it. "Get to work. We can talk later."

...wait. What had he just said? "--or you can just get to... whatever it is you do when you're not destroying this facility." He coughed. No, I did NOT just imply we would talk later. I did not. What was I thinking?

🥽Suzume Fujimori's POV🧪


...

Oh, great. Nothing had been sent in to analyze yet. Suzume tapped her foot almost impatiently. There was this awkward silence, as she attempted to do equations in her head regarding physics theories to keep herself occupied.

But it was hard to focus on that. There was this absolutely beautiful beyond extraordinary young woman also inside the room with her, who had no doubt also arrived before any of their work came in. She had the sudden urge to talk to her for... shipping character interaction reasons.

"Greetings. It's... Megami. Megami, right? That's your... name. Here. Right? Isn't it?" Wow. Great job starting conversation. Bravo, 11/10. You deserve a medal. "This sure is... desolate, isn't it? But, I'm sure they'll send in some material for us to analyze, soon enough. I'm... Suzume Fujimori. In case you forgot."

Wait- would that- make her feel like Suzume thought she wasn't capable of remembering that? Ah, great. This was going wonderfully. WONDERFULLY.

🧣Eloi Torres's POV🌧


"N-Niwa! There you are! I-" He spotted someone else near him and slowly backed away. "Oh... I... um... sorry. Was I- interrupting something? I can leave... if- if you need me to. Sorry."


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Posted: Sun, 26/11/2023 00:14 (1 Year ago)

♟Laurence Walton’s POV📖


"I'm eighteen, babe. How about you? Lemme guess. You're 35, coming back to this Agency after you flunked outta your philosophy course at Big Shot University."

Eighteen? Only eighteen, and she was an investigative assistant here? Laurence scoffed.

“Would you quit it already with your persistent… flirting? Are you trying to mock me?” He crossed his arms. “And, no. I’m seventeen, for your information. I’m a high school student, hopefully not for much longer.” He sighed. “And where are you from? Did you crawl your way out of hell? Or a mental institution, perhaps?”

"Yeah I've worked here a while. Been here too long, if you know what I mean. Did you ever read about Kubo Atsushi? Founder of the institute. All that stuff? It's on him."

He felt himself quivering. A while?? Too long? And she had the GALL to do the things she did?

“Honestly… it’s really quite shameful of you. You must have a gift if you’ve had the honor of working here for as long as you have been! Why do you waste it, the way you do? Getting all riled up and hassling young interns, God knows what else you’ve done. From what I hear, it’s your last straw! You have potential that people would KILL for! You…”

He paused and looked at the wall. “Yes… I have. But, that’s not important. We don’t have TIME for that right now. Let’s just get started before we get in trouble. Maybe YOU can afford to waste your time, maybe YOU can afford to mess around and do whatever you want, but I can’t. Come on.”


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Posted: Sat, 25/11/2023 23:25 (1 Year ago)

♟Laurence Walton’s POV📖


"Alrighty, sweet cheeks. Here we are. Ready for your first big day on the big kids' side of the playground? Don't worry... you'll be fine. You've got Angie after all."

“Sweet cheeks?! Don’t make this weird.” He huffed, looking away from her, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of seeing his bewildered expression.

Perfect. I can’t believe I’ll have to endure an entire month of this.

“Big kids’ size of the playground? Don’t be ridiculous. How… old are you?” He squinted, actually considering it for the first time. Considering she actually seemed to be more experienced working this place, he thought it feasible she was at least a young adult. But she behaved like a juvenile delinquent. “Yes. I’ll be perfectly alright, Angie.

Blagh. Would he have to call her that stupid nickname?

"So, what'dya know about this place?"

“Oh, not much. Mostly just researched the basic layout, how it was founded, who the people here work for, what they strive to do, various information regarding past cases… whatever I was able to find that wasn’t heavily classified information. So, not much. Why? Is there anything you wanted to know? Haven’t you… worked here a while?”

Wait, why was he bothering with this? “Regardless, that’s not important. We should get down to business.”

Janitor duty. He shuddered. With HER. Augh, hopefully this month will go by quickly. At least I wasn’t kicked from the program… but if my parents find out… it won’t be any better.

🧣Eloi Torres’s POV🌧


”E-Excuse me? Ma’am. Can I have… a moment of your time, please?”

“Oh, alright, Torres. What’s the matter? This better be important.” She spun around on her chair, red glasses gleaming as she did so. “I’m in the middle of something right now.”

Oh. Oh shoot. Now he was regretting this. “Ummm… a-actually, I- it’s not that important. I’m sorry!! I- I can handle it myself, I-”

“No, do tell me! If you found it so urgent that you had to interrupt a Head Detective instead of asking literally anyone else, then it MUST be important.”

Crap.

🌹Cadence Laurier’s POV🎯


Out with it already. Couldn’t he see she was busy? Well. It was part of her job, she supposed. Torres was always such a nervous wreck, though. It almost amused her to see him squirm.

“It’s… it’s really… well, would- you ha-happen to know where… Niwa is? We were… going to work on something together…”

“Work on what? A school project? You sound like a child, Torres.” She smirked at him, clutching the side of her face, long red nails digging into her skin. “Why don’t you go look for him yourself? You’re wasting precious time. My time.”

“Th…that’s a good point, I just… thought, well… you’re a Head Detective here, I thought if anyone knew, it would be…”

“I’m flattered,” Cadence replied dryly. “Now, run along and find him, will you?”

“Y-Yes… ma’am…”

“And, Torres?”

He slowly turned around. “...yes?”

“The next time you come in here, interrupting me while I’m working without a remarkably good reason, it’s your funeral. Got it?”

“I- I understand. S-s…sorry… ma’am…

“I’m so glad we understand each other.”

She gave him a friendly smile that felt anything but friendly. “Now, get out.”

SLAM!

🧣Eloi Torres’s POV🌧


”Why didn’t I stand up to her…,” he mumbled to himself. “No… the idea is ridiculous. I was bothering her, after all…”

He wasn’t even sure if he should go find Niwa. He might just be bothering him, too, after all… And he needed to work… but… what had even happened yesterday? He had to figure that out...


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Posted: Fri, 24/11/2023 07:13 (1 Year ago)

🧣Eloi Torres's POV🌧️


”Goodness gracious, what happened to you?!”

“Did you fall asleep on the job? Knowing you, you probably did, you nitwit!”

“I– I’m sorry, I– no… you see, I…”

“Just explain it already, jeez! Stop stammering so much.”

“S-Sorry… I mean, umm… I was investigating something that… me and my friend thought we… saw and heard and, I think, someone or something must have… knocked me out?”

“You probably imagined it, Eloi. Do you even HAVE any friends?”

“I–”

. . .

Well, that was probably how the conversation WOULD have gone. But Eloi Torres didn’t live with his parents anymore. He’d moved into his own place, and he scarcely remembered how he got back here.

I think… Niwa… carried me. And someone else. I don’t know who that was…

He strained, and strained, struggling to remember, but he couldn’t. He must have been unconscious throughout the whole deal…

Oh, well. He had to go to work now. It was morning, after all. Thankfully he’d woken up in time.

…should he?

I really shouldn’t, but…

It couldn’t hurt, right?

He found himself slipping a few of his comic books into his bag. Buried under everything else, of course. So that nobody could see it. Of course.

Maybe… Niwa would want to see them? Oh, gosh. Maybe. Unless he was just humoring him. Or maybe Niwa didn't exist. Yoooo, plot twist, he WAS imaginary!

No, you goof! You met him yesterday! At least… I think I did… his hand felt real. Did I dream him?

Argh, nothing was making sense. Who had carried him home?? Had anything that happened yesterday even happened? Forget this, he had to head into work.

♟️Laurence Walton's POV📖


"Hey, Laurence. Off to your program again, huh? How was the first day?"

He tried not to grimace. "Fine. It was fine. It seems like a respectable place."

"Good! I trust that you conducted yourself well." He could almost feel his father’s breath on his neck, eyes glowering and forming slits…

"...yes."

"Good, good. Maybe your mother and I should come visit sometime. See how things are going?"

Laurence's heart pounded. He sincerely hoped that they wouldn't be notified of what happened yesterday. That orientation was canceled because of his own foolishness... Yes, maybe that petulant girl started it, but... He could have walked away, dammit, why didn't he just walk away?

"That-- could be a reasonable idea." He tried to focus on the comb he was holding as he attended to his hair instead of his father's gaze, trying not to look too nervous as he carefully replied.

"Although… I know you and Mother are busy. You know what you always say. Work is first priority.”

You can’t afford to care about anything else.

“Precisely, Laurence. Glad you have your priorities in order. Is everything alright? You seem a little tense.”

Did he?! He had to stay calm. He must not show it. He must not–

“Oh, yes. I’m alright. Just a little nervous about this new arrangement.” Oh, the way the lies just slipped out. So easily…

Laurence suddenly felt his father’s hand on his shoulder, his eyes drilling into his own. He immediately froze up, stiffening absolutely. The comb clattered to the floor.

“Laurence…”

“Yes… Father?”

“You can’t afford to be nervous about it. If you’re going to be someone in this world, you have to be ready for anything. Do you understand?”

“I…”

He felt the hand clench tighter on his shoulder. “I said, do you understand?”

His father smiled ever so gently as he spoke those belligerent words. Yet Laurence could feel them dripping with a threatening malice. He knew what was behind that smile, what had been behind it so many times before… what was behind it now…

“Yes, Father. I understand.”

He felt the hand relinquish its grip, and he could breathe steadily once again, finding himself rubbing his aching shoulder where the hand had made its mark. “Good. Now, hurry and finish getting ready. You don’t want to be late.”

All Laurence could do was nod, as he picked the comb up off the floor, and put it back in its place. He finished preparing to leave, a little more eager to do so if only to get away from his father.

Just what would he do… if he knew what happened yesterday?



You already know the answer, don’t you?

Laurence nervously felt at the places he had been injured merely a day ago. Had he covered it up well enough? Would his father be able to tell?

If he came to visit, he’d know I’m stuck on janitor duty. He’d want to know why. And then…

No, he couldn’t think about it. He just… had to get to work.

He found his way to the agency with a sigh that he allowed himself to relish in, only because there was probably no one to hear it at the time. When he opened this door, he’d be forced into cleaning duty. Charming.

That wasn’t the worst part, though. He was fine with the work. What was really the worst part… was that he had to do it with the girl that nearly cost him his whole future.

It took all the willpower he could muster to arrive there and to look at her with an expression of neutrality, rather than pure, unadulterated loathing.

“Hello, Andreja. I guess we should just get this started. Let’s go find the cleaning supplies.”

🌹Cadence Laurier’s POV🎯


BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

An obnoxious alarm blared its tune at a disproportionately early hour, as a certain someone slammed her powerful hand down, putting an immediate end to it.

A careful unfolding and shuffling of clothing. A red coating upon a waiting pair of lips, that curled into a smile, showing rows of pristine, gleaming white teeth. Those glittering, green cat-like eyes with perfectly dusted unusually long lashes.

Everything she could possibly need, all perfectly packed, organized, prepared, well ahead of time. Books, papers, pencils, pens, numerous office supplies, countless planners full of her neatly outlined plans.

She was ready to take on her workplace and all that it required of her, just as she always was. There was just one thing bothering her in each powerful step that she took.

…no, Michon was probably alright. Probably. He could take care of himself. She had to get down to business.

Besides, it didn’t really matter if something happened to him, anyway, did it? There were multiple Head Detectives. It would be difficult to find a replacement if something were to happen to one of them… but… they’d manage.

That was how life worked in the world today. Everyone could so easily be replaced, in the blink of an eye. Humans as individuals ceased to have any meaning. In a world so heavily dominated by their mechanical counterparts… was there really any need for human beings at all?

Ah, how truly existential. She must not let herself dwell on such things… she had plenty of work to do today, after all…

🍓Cali Mabey’s POV💟


Cali sighed, and tried to smile cheerily at the idea of another day working at the industry. It was going to be fine! It was going to be great! It was going to be amaaazzing!

Well, he wanted it to feel that way. But it just felt so lonely. This place was so full of people, but he felt like he was always just so busy with his work. He got into the business to help people, and felt more lonely than ever before.

Guess he might as well succumb to the inevitable. But, hey, maybe he’d actually get the chance to actually talk to people today!!

🥽Suzume Fujimori’s POV🧪


”Heya, kiddo! How have things been at your job lately?”

“Dad. Come on. I thought I told you to stop calling me that. I’m an adult now, remember?” But she was smiling.

“Sorry, sorry. I keep forgetting. But how has it been?”

“It’s been great, as usual! I’ve gotten to analyze so much crime scene material! It’s quite fascinating, really. I should tell you about the latest case. You see, there was this…”

“...and that’s how I helped the detectives narrow down the potential suspects with the help of just a little physical evidence! It’s amazing just how much people leave behind without even thinking about it. It’s almost like there's this sort of… print that we leave on everything around us, well… we do, literally… in everything we do… and…”

“That’s very interesting, Suzume. We’re proud of you, but…”

“Have you… met anyone?”

Suzume’s eyes flicked towards the wall. “Well, I… oh, would you look at the time. I should probably be going!”

“Aw, alright. Tell us more about your research, sweetie. We’d love to hear it!”

“Okay. I will!”

“But… could you… try talking to some people at your work? I think it could be really good for you.”

Suzume inhaled. “...okay. Maybe. I– better get going.”

She dashed out the door before she could be questioned any further.

I love my dads, but… I wish they’d stop worrying about me.



Maybe she SHOULD try talking to some people at her workplace. But… she wasn’t so sure she wanted to. She wasn’t so sure she was ready to.

It was so much easier to just not form those bonds. So much easier to just bathe in the simple enjoyment that was the consumption of knowledge, and ideas… of how the universe worked. How everything worked.

Just… not socializing.

People walking by, smiling, laughing. Going to hang out at various places. Doing various things together.

Maybe she sometimes wondered what that was like, but…

But how are you supposed to know someone really wants to be there? Does that even matter? And besides…



She didn't DESERVE to have someone there. She DESERVED to be alone.

But did she… if she wanted it… if she… didn’t want it… if she…

BLAGH.

Oh, forget this. Too much thinking. About the wrong things. She headed to her work station, just like she always did. But…



Oh, no, forget it. Forget it.

She should just focus on her work.

📚SAWYER LAURENS’S POV🍭


Ah yes. Sawyer was somewhere. Yes. Somewhere.

Oh, right. Their apartment. Woopdeboop! They would have to head to the agency soon!! What exciting new mysteries awaited?? That had nothing to do with The Force or true pudding or some magical quest or something along those lines??

Well, anyway, they’d have to get their Scooby Doo A-game on.

Sawyer magically teleported headed to the agency by supernatural normal means, and entered the building. Swag. They should probably find their office.

“Huh. Where was the thingy again?”

Wow, they were clearly amazing at their job.

And at lying to themself.


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Posted: Wed, 22/11/2023 03:00 (1 Year ago)

🧣Eloi Torres's POV🌧


A small groan was heard from Eloi, but he still laid there completely unconscious, and there's really nothing of note for me to say here.


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Posted: Sun, 19/11/2023 22:19 (1 Year ago)

🧣Eloi Torres's POV🌧️


*Roblox death sound effect* Oof! Cuphead announcer: "KNOCKOUT!"

Everything faded to black as Eloi was knocked unconscious. Well, that was probably comforting for Niwa. Totally comforting.

♟️Laurence Walton's POV📖


"See you later, darling~ hoping you're looking forward to this new month as much as I am!"

Laurence grimaced, and did a reverse peace sign with his hand at her, before quickly tucking it into his pockets. Hell, no, he wasn't. Darling? Jesus Christ.

Hmph. If there was a god out there, he really DID make mistakes.

He made HER.

But as Laurence left the building, he got the strange feeling he was being watched. By... Everyone. This worried him as he frantically tried to cover up his wounds... Word might get out to his family about what happened with Andreja Buivis, and then he'd be in... Big trouble.

However... He couldn't help but worry worse trouble might be on the horizon.

At least she's not following me home. Small mercy.

🌹Cadence Laurier's POV🎯


Cadence frowned. She still felt like something was wrong, something was... Off. It couldn't hurt to check, though. Just for a minute. Then she could just rush out, hopefully...

She scorned the fact that her roleplayer was an idiot passing her the Idiot Ball, and attempted to open the door.


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