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Post by Jingzu Lunaria on Aug 19, 2004 18:11:54 GMT -5
I'm sorry. You really should have listened to me. *She sits down, puts the needle away, and waits. It's a pretty fast poison- a liquid naturally occuring in the blood, in fact, so it will be near impossible to trace- that will soon cause him to have a heart attack.* *He sighs and nods.* "It's... it's ok. Please, if you could send these pictures to my family, or at least the money if you sell them... I would... be..." *Augustine stops and gasps, putting his hand over his left breast. His eyes squeeze shut against the pain and he trembles before falling out of his seat and twitches a few more times. After that, he stops moving.*
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Post by Rumerin on Aug 19, 2004 18:28:03 GMT -5
*She sighs*
Dangit. I hate doing that to nice people. Talented guy, too.
*She gets up, takes a pair of gloves out of her pocket, and takes her cup of tea to the kitchen, gets rid of the tea and washes the cup before putting it with the other cups, so it's just one of many. She checks the teapot- if there are more than two bags, she removes the third, squeezes it in the sink, and throws it in the trashcan. She then walks out of the kitchen, back to the room, and checks whether she's left anything. Nope. She takes off her right glove, very very lightly puts her finger on the near-imperceivable needle mark, and heals it- closing the skin. She puts the glove back on, takes the sketch and pockets it, searching the apartment for more sketches of Telk. If there are any, she takes those too. She takes another that was hidden in the rim of her skirt, and puts it in the original one's place. It is a sketch that looks very vaguely like Telk, but could very easily be another man. She looks around the apartment, scanning it for anything else to do. No, this should be it. Dangit, she liked this guy and she liked Eluria. Ah well. Where will they send her next, she wonders. Casting one more pitiful look on Augustine's corpse, she walks out, taking off the gloves very quickly after she's closed the door behind her, then walks away. She hums to herself as she spots the beggar "dozing" under the tree a bit up the street waking up and walking away. She sighs and heads for the portals.*
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Post by Rinathan on Aug 24, 2004 11:00:27 GMT -5
Ephen Meleander sighs and walks into the street. It's good that he knows the painter, maybe then he'll get a discount. He just hopes the man can restore as well as paint. He makes it to the door and knocks. Okay, so it's getting a bit late- there's light behind most windows and the guards are making their evening rounds. Odd, the guy should be home, there's no light here. He sighs. Well, Meril's picture has to be restored, so what if he has to wake Augustine up for it. They know each other, he'll understand. He knocks. No answer. He knocks louder. No answer. Come ON he should be home! He keeps knocking.
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Post by Jingzu Lunaria on Aug 24, 2004 13:14:49 GMT -5
*Some guards walk down the street towards Augustine's house and see the man knocking.*
"...? Is mister Rinaldi in?"
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Post by Rinathan on Aug 24, 2004 13:18:44 GMT -5
He looks around.
.. he should be, but he's not opening up.
Grumbles.
Artists...
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Post by Jingzu Lunaria on Aug 24, 2004 13:22:16 GMT -5
"Strange..."
*The guard walks up to the door and starts knocking.*
"Mister Rinaldi? Mister Rinaldi, please open the door."
*One of the guards curses.*
"Think the guy got cold feet?"
"Maybe..."
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Post by Rinathan on Aug 24, 2004 13:23:27 GMT -5
Raises an eyebrow.
Cold feet? What are you talking about?
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Post by Jingzu Lunaria on Aug 24, 2004 13:30:15 GMT -5
"He was asked to stay home for further questioning on a case. He is a witness to a crime."
*They knock a bit harder.*
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Post by Rinathan on Aug 24, 2004 13:31:49 GMT -5
I see.
Frowns and waits.
I don't think he's opening up any time soon.
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Post by Jingzu Lunaria on Aug 24, 2004 13:34:47 GMT -5
*The guard sighs and gestures. The latch clicks and slides open and he turns the knob. The guards walk in. One of them rushes out soon after.*
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Post by Rinathan on Aug 24, 2004 13:36:57 GMT -5
He frowns when the guard walks out, and steps inside to see what is going on.
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Post by Jingzu Lunaria on Aug 24, 2004 13:41:39 GMT -5
*The guard who was checking Rinaldi's pulse stands and sighs, turning to the other guard.*
"Great."
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Post by Rinathan on Aug 24, 2004 13:43:36 GMT -5
He blinks.
He- is he...
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Post by Jingzu Lunaria on Aug 24, 2004 13:53:11 GMT -5
*The guard glances at him and nods.*
"Yep. He's dead. Not sure what caused it, either. We'll have to wait for the Cleric for that. Sir? It's probably best if you headed home."
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Post by Rinathan on Aug 24, 2004 13:56:24 GMT -5
He groans and runs out just in time to throw up in the street. Dead- he knew that guy- he liked that guy- not bad for a Human- he eventually gets up straight again, wipes his mouth on his handkerchief, and slowly heads back home in a daze. Today is not a good day...
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