Eye of the Falls

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Morgana

Morgana wasn’t sure of what to say at first. The puns were relatively appalling, but the sudden switch between lazy to serious was also quite a shock. Morgana took a moment regain he composure and right as he was about to speak again he was interrupted by another person. A fancy dressed man and a penguin? Morgana looked confused, but it didn’t take him long to speak up. “Oh, is there something you need? Also could you put down the megaphone we can hear you perfectly fine without it.”

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Tenshi thought a little bit more about this whole thing. Who do the clues point to most? At the moment, not many people - but she just wanted to make people not suddenly just massacre her even more verbally than they currently are. She sighs as she dares to speak. "Hmmm... Well, now that I think about it... It might be..." She closed her eyes and calmed her breath before staring right at Luna. "You. Simple reasons really - you can't even leave fingerprints, you probably can't handle that sick well in one's mouth - assuming that's how you probably would have done it - and from 'there', we get the mess we currently have before us." She said bluntly, narrowing her glance at this creature, whatever it is. Tenshi sighs and then goes quiet for a while.

Voting for Luna.

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Sir Benedict Cucumberpatch

Benedict was appalled at their comment, “AH AH AH, TALKING BACK TO A SUPERIOR... I WILL PUT THIS MEGAPHONE DOWN...WHENEVER I-“ Benedict stopped, “Ah, Josh, I want to put this down now.” Benedict said as he threw it at Josh. “Ah, Swell catch.” Benedict looked at the cat, “So, Mister...cat, what is your relationship to the dead man?”

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Morgana

Morgana didn’t like the cat comment, but he let it slide for now. “By the dead man I’m going to assume you mean the armored guy and not the skeleton. Anyway I barely knew him. Once we went into the forest Me, Slugcat, Fulgore, Luna, and Julie split off with the group and got the crystals we were looking for. The Armored guy was with everyone else fighting the gnomes.”

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Sir Benedict Cucumberpatch

Benedict stared at him, he thought about it...not a suspect, “Ah, Mister cat, you are free now.” Benedict turned towards the skeleton, he stared at him again, “Ah, Mister skeleton, how very rude to be smiling at such a time, there are other times to smile like...reading, or...eating a snow cone. You are suspicious now, give me your...excuse.”

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Morgana looked at Benedict in the eyes. “Well, we both defended ourselves now it’s your turn. What is your relationship with the man?” Morgana has the slight feeling he was going to regret asking such a question. This man looked quite threatening after all, but Morgana stood his ground. “Also I will politely have you know that I am NOT a cat!”

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589684 “Uh...thanks,sir.”

It's somewhat strange that a wolf was expressing his gratitude to the ones who choose not to jump straight to the bandwagon of accusations. Though judging by the way the wolf spoke (plus his looks and the fact that there are such things as mythical animals that serves as some form of "higher plane of existence" being),he's probably more experienced in life than most of them are that he's become this wise and stuff. Rather than feeljng it as a tad awkward situation, Prompto felt relieved that he didn't get on Zacian's bad side.

Nodding in agreement to giving Doomguy a proper burial (they've gotten all the evidence available on his corpse),Prompto helped carry the armoured marine to his grave. Looking at Zacian, Prompto hesitantly asked a question which he hadn't dared mention 'til now.

“...Hey uh..Sir? You think this won't be the first and last time one of us would be killed without anyone knowing?”

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Sergeant Johnson
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Johnson thought to himself the entire time he sat under that tree. He wondered if they made it. If Chief and the Arbiter had made it. Considering all of the crap flung his way by this strange whatever the hell kind of goddamn cosmic joke that this is, it seemed likely. Johnson then wondered if there would be another corpse. Considering they didn't really know if the person they were attacking was the murderer, it was likely. He decided he was gonna make sure nobody did anything stupid, unslinging his rifle and keeping it lowered to keep tensions as low as he could.

Prompto would have intercepted Johnson after the burial and he would receive Johnson's honest answer.

"Yeah. I do. We don't even know if the person we're accusing is the murderer, and we aren't even unanimous on that either. I'd like to put a round or two in who or whatever put down muscle man, but I don't wanna do anything blue on blue or take out an innocent person who just got caught at the wrong place and the wrong time."

Johnson said, walking towards the group, chomping at the lit cigar in his mouth.

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  • Cole was just a little bit pissed off.

    Just a little. It wasn't like he was just randomly hurled into a world with a bunch of ridiculous things surrounding him, and it sure as shit wasn't like his fate (and the fate of others) lay in the hands of a kid who didn't seem to know what the hell he was doing.​

    Epsilo was lucky enough that the Manotaurs didn't get completely mad and blasted through the group saying something about building some stupid manly contraption. If those boneheads did pick a fight with the group, chances were there'd have been a few casualties- casualties the group probably couldn't quite afford. Either way, the less-than-happy Conduit began heading off with the rest of the group when Dipper himself came over and made a pathetic excuse to try and defend himself. Maybe not pathetic, but Cole really wasn't in the mood to try and speak little kid.

    "My deal is that we all-" MacGrath gestured to the ragtag group that surrounded the two- "basically have to trust our lives to you and your buddies. And if you haven't noticed, I don't exactly appreciate it when one screwup could lead to a massacre." He rubbed his face out of frustration as he listened to Dipper "explain" how he didn't talk about the Multi-Bear around the Manotaurs (at least they could both agree on how the Manotaurs weren't exactly normal). Didn't explain why he didn't talk about it earlier.

    "You could've told us on the way to the caves, before we met those nut jobs." In the end, though, MacGrath knew that antagonizing the boy was futile and would probably just leave both sides feeling bitter and frustrated, so he slightly changed his tone.

    "Look, just tell us everything you know about what we're getting into next time, no matter how trivial the detail is. We can't be having last-minute notices about important stuff that could end up being a major issue." He sighed before dropping the subject altogether, sticking towards the rear of the pack to watch everyone's backs as they headed towards the woods again.

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    Turns out they had even more trouble to deal with. When both groups reunited, the other team who had grabbed the crystals lost one of their party members. He followed along the two children, suspiciously putting his hand upon the Amp on his back as they were all met with the sight of the dead futuristic marine. As the little girl called the guy's name- "Doomguy"- Cole already knew the armored man was dead. As the newcomer broke the sad news to the innocent child, MacGrath couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity and maybe even guilt over the moment. Sure, they were a pair of morons, but they sure as shit probably weren't used to coping with death. Hell, he doubted they understood a dead pet- though he didn't know if that was true considering they had adopted some crazy pig in the Mystery Shack.

    When the two kids left the crime scene, Cole turned on Bakuya with his own icy blue gaze, harsh in their own way. Like he was sizing up the guy. He even elbowed Bakuya out of his way for good measure as he went over to observe the dead body.

    "And I suppose such behavior should be expected of a moron like you. Maybe you're the one who's so ignorant- ignorant of the fact that even if those kids are morons, they're still kids." Cole himself could only half-believe what he was saying- Sure, Dipper grinded his gears a bit, but Cole knew that probably wasn't on his own doing. Cole might be a bit cold and irritated to the child over his mistakes, but he wasn't going to flat-out ruin the kid's bubble of safety.

    "I'm surprised you have a priority list in the first place. Top one's probably polishing those snobby glasses of yours off," The Conduit commented drily in response to Bakuya's comment about priorities, examining the wound by kneeling down to the ground. Within moments, he had imprinted the "small yet noticable" neck slice in his mind. Sloppy. Not deep enough to be a near-instant kill, nor did it look like it was made by some kind of master surgeon. He'd pocket that information for later. In the meantime, he had already noticed the dilated pupils when Mr. Shit-for-Brains had to flaunt around his little speech. Just like the others, Cole wasn't exactly happy to hear this.

    "Failure? I'm sorry, I think you kind of contradicted yourself there, pal. 'Cause all I see standing in front of me is a dud. Someone who's better off flaunting his fancy words to people who don't care about getting a job done." The Demon stood up from the dead body, turning to meet face-to-face with Bakuya and staring the not-Westerner down with his equally-cold gaze before glancing back at Doomguy. Thankfully, his tense moment quickly backed down as he listened to the Sergeant (who was unfortunately impressed with Bakuya's speech) and Epsilo begin searching for the murder weapon- and a small wolf-like girl came over with a snapped bloody stick in hand, showing it to Isabelle who was in turn apparently taking notes. Good thing they were both on the case. The team'd need those notes for future reference.

    "Lemme see that stick." MacGrath asked, with a tone that was significantly calmer and more polite than his harsh and caustic words to the antagonistic Bakuya, before looking the stick over without touching it. Small, sharp, and jagged, with blood on its tips. To get that jammed under the armor must've required some strength- that, and it would explain why the wound had been so unprofessional. The most disturbing part was the fact it didn't have any sort of fingerprints. Couldn't have been used by a normal human being- but then again, the group that went with Mabel wasn't filled with too many regular humans.

    "Damn." was all the Electric Man could comment on the predicament before a complete shitstorm began to break out between everyone. People began to accuse each other of the crime- in particular the Whisper wolf and the Tenshi girl. He couldn't quite see why Whisper would show her own evidence to the group, but neither could he understand how Tenshi would use the stick without leaving fingerprints since the latter had no gloves and was a human. This was just turning into an annoying witch-hunt than anything else...

    "SILENCE!"​

    This time, he was somewhat glad for the giant wolf-thing putting down some angry words. He joined the quartet burying the body, since everyone was done doing whatever to it (including that weird autopsy), before scratching his chin and looking at Johnson, Zacian, and Isabelle in particular- each in order, with a long look into their eyes as if to signify that Cole trusted those three the most in these trying times.

    "Alright. Now that we've got that body buried, we have to figure out who the hell did this. The murder didn't take place too long ago, so it's probably one of the people who went with Mabel. But who could we single out in that crowd that doesn't have fingerprints and can shove a stick into armor with enough force to at least cause a fatal neck wound?" The Conduit sighed, leaning backwards against a tree as he watched all the other people squabble amongst each other, hurling insults and allegations galore. At this rate, they'd never reach a conclusion...

 
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Thanks to having no one talking to him, Hiryu had more time to mull it over. His arms crossed as he glanced at the body one more time and recalling what the stick looked like when Whisper still had it...It didn't add up. There wasn't anything that resembles a fingerprint, and the wound was too sloppy. Sloppy enough to point to Tenshi, but it points to everyone else instead. However, recalling the scene of the crime, the lack of footprints is also something to consider...

"...I take back what I said. It's not Tenshi." Hiryu shook his head, soon hearing what the man said. Someone who couldn't produce fingerprints..."It must be Luna, isn't it?"

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"Are you imbeciles serious right now?" Byakuya finally spoke up after hearing enough bickering. Turning to face everyone in the group, Byakuya said, "How could you think that abstaining from voting is even so much as an iota of a good idea? These people are trying to kill us, and yet you think that it's best to simply 'not vote'." Byakuya scoffed towards Sans in particular, before continuing. "Do you honestly believe that abstaining from voting outright will get you killed any slower? As a matter of fact, I would argue that it would get each and every one of you imbeciles killed faster! At the very least, if you're voting, then there is a slither of a chance that you may snuff out the traitor," He paused, before turning away from everyone.

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"However, if there is one thing that this short venture with you all has taught me, it's that you all seem to be utterly incapable of listening to reason. So, all in all, if you wish to waste your time bickering among yourselves while blindly, stupidly playing the 'innocent until proven guilty' game, then so be it." He said, crossing his arms. It seemed that, for now at least, Byakuya had said his piece on the matter of abstaining. As he remained there in pensive thought, however, it seemed that the strange anthropomorphic dog had decided to approach him. Upon asking him about the 'Killing Game', Byakuya simply adjusted his glasses before speaking once more. "I was in a situation like this before. A group of students alongside myself were taken hostage by a psychotic toy bear calling itself Monokuma inside of a school. He forced us to kill each other, and put on mock trials where we would vote out the traitor. This situation is no different." Byakuya explained in a rare moment where he wasn't insulting everyone or being snobby...

Only for that to be ruined when Cole decided to stare him down.

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"Tell me, is there anything you wish to accomplish by repeatedly insulting me and staring at me like the dumb mutt you are?" He asked, his gaze moving upwards to directly align with Cole's. "Or do you just enjoy invading others' personal space? It wouldn't surprise me, considering your tendency to get into petty arguments with mere children, rather than simply dismissing them as just that. Children." He said harshly, though before a full-out argument could break out between the two, Cole had gone off to investigate on his lonesome, leaving Byakuya to ponder on his lonesome.

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Sergeant Johnson
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Johnson sighed, passing by that goddamn brat, when he started on a tangent. Slinging his rifle, he made a quick about face, using his right arm to take out the Cigar.

"You just love running your mouth, dontcha?"

The Sergeant growled, coming closer to Byakuya, tilting his shoulder back and seemingly gripping his weapon's strap with his left arm, before letting the strap go, and giving the kid a quick left hook across the jaw, quick and succinct. As fast and youthful as the kid thought he was, Johnson was a battle-hardened soldier who had zero-tolerance for cowards who are willing to spout off and do absolutely nothing to help. Doomguy would likely go un-avenged because of goddamn idiots like him, and it took all of Johnson's restraint to keep from punching him again. Instead, Johnson took a step back, anticipating a response, though he lowered his arm.

"I might be a lot of things. I'm not a smart man, otherwise I'd be a general. I'm not the most wise, otherwise I'd still be alive. But I am a man of my goddamn word! If you so much as look at anyone funny again, I will reach down your throat, pull you inside out, and jump rope with your shriveled nuts! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?"

He said, shouting and accentuating every last word of his statement. His eyes locked onto the kid's, and if the kid didn't back down, Johnson had five more reasons for him to shut his damn mouth for once.

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"For someone who's so proud of their intellect, you're an imbecile" Kay says bluntly, not giving the teenager any more of his time as he begins to pace slowly "Without a motive, or definitive evidence that any single person here used the weapon, it'd be foolish to hand out a death sentence. As counter-productive as it may seem, for now, our best bet at discovering the truth is more evidence"

"Even if that means risking death myself, it is the most logical course of action. If there is truly nothing else to be found here, we should move on." he murmurs, his antennae twitching in mild frustration "With what we have, it's possible we could narrow it down, but I refuse to hang someone because they were wearing gloves"

"My suspicion currently lies on the automaton. But I will not partake in her execution unless more compelling evidence is put forward"

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Pichu couldn't believe it. Nobody could believe it. He couldn't believe someone would willingly kill anyone else of their own kind. Sure, he had seen Pokemon fighting other Pokemon, but never before a human fighting another, let alone a dead body stemming from a fight he never got the chance to see even a small part of. Another reason to be a little more afraid of the woods.

You never know what'll happen in a forest.

...

It was still rather disturbing to see who would normally be a strong figure dead. Pichu was barely starting to recover from the initial shock of seeing someone dead, seeing someone possibly having turned vulnerable...then, things started to go too fast for him.

People were pointing fingers. People were split on who did what. All he did was, he continued to stick with Isabelle, believing her to be one of the few whom he believed would protect him from any fingerpointing towards him.

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“Guys,GUYS! Just stop!”

Prompto got between Johnson and Byakuya, attempting to separate the two from going off any further than necessary. He was visibly shaking in fear at what he found himself doing,but he had it with the fighting going on when they have better things to worry about.

“Please......let's NOT carry on arguing amongst each other anymore okay? I get it,I don't know anything,but what I know is that if we keep letting ourselves fight each other for a long time,we're just gonna get nowhere and we'll probably even end up being indirectly responsible for turning others into killers,willingly or not!”

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Upon being punched in the face, Byakuya instantly collapsed to the ground. He fell to the ground quickly, hitting it with a loud THUD! The blonde had to admit, the man packed quite the punch. However, in spite of all of this, Byakuya managed to stand back up on his feet with relative ease. His nose was profusely leaking with blood now, though he showed no signs of pain besides the occasional wince and sharp hiss.

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"Of course the soldier would resort to such brutal methods of dealing with issues," Byakuya snapped back as he wiped the blood away from his nose with his hand. "I know it may be hard for you to understand, but if you really wish to do the traitor's work for them by killing me when I have done nothing but present the cold, hard facts as they are, then be my guest." Byakuya said, his tone as harsh and cold as ever. "However,"

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"I will not silence myself to protect someone's precious feelings. Unlike you, I have not resorted to throwing punches or idle, basic threats. And I certainly have not even considered 'killing' anyone. And yet here you are, acting like a child by screaming in my face and punching me, because you cannot comprehend what even the most basic forms of self control." He said, before adjusting his glasses yet again and closing his eyes. "Ironic, considering the fact that you're supposedly a soldier. With a temper like that, I can not imagine how you made it any farther than basic training."

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Isabelle
The puppy nodded intently as she listed to Togami explain. So what he had been through seemed a little different from their current situation. For one thing, she hasn’t seen a psychotic teddy bear on the loose and they weren’t in a school setting. This probably occurred in his own universe. She breathed a sigh of relief. This didn’t appear to be one multiuniveral conspiracy on their plates. She quickly jotted down all of the available information just in case. Now looking back at her notes, Isabelle decided to quickly change the format of them. They weren’t as concise as she hoped they were. After a few adjustments they made much more since to her.

“Thank you Mr. Togami, I’ll keep all of this in mind”

After that she quickly dodged the incoming truck that was the currently brewing argument. After Cole had gone and criticized Togami, he retorted back which then got the attention of the sergeant who promptly went and punched the boy square in his pointy jaw before going on to threaten him. Now, even Isabelle wasn’t the biggest fan of Togami’s attitude to the others, but they couldn’t just resort to violence to express how they feel, it’d be complete chaos! She was done with everyone not think things through, she was sick of it!

“Please! we can’t just attack each other without thinking through our actions! I know your scared, worried and confused, but it isn’t right to take out your anger on others. I’m sorry but what you did was unforgivable. I’m disappointed in you”

Muttering an apology to the victim of her words, Isabelle went over to where Pichu stood and checked to see if he was okay.
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  1. Death by wound in the neck area of the body.​
  2. Eyes are not dilated, this no poison​
  3. The murder weapon appears to be an average stick​
  4. There aren’t any finger prints, maybe gloves?​
  5. The Killing Game is apart of singular universe, had to do with teddy bear and school children. Unlikely to be the same situation for us​
 
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Jeez, this dead body is tearing this group apart, if The Traitor's planned us to start getting paranoid with each other, then they succeeded greatly if that's the case, he just wanted to go home and drink some beer but NOPE, for no good reason he was transported into this shithole and now the world expects him to do his best to survive this hell? Fuck that shit, but whatever he's about to go through, he's not backing down, he will get home and drink the beer in his fridge no matter what happens! He sighed before jumping up in shock at the sight of Johnson delivering a swift blow to Byakuya's face, he covered his own mouth at the sight but then somebody decided to intervene before a fight breaks out, thank God that happened because the last thing they need is a fight between two people. Shad was about to approach Johnson and pull him out of the situation but The Teenager decided to hop back up and insult The Sergeant even more, this can't be good.

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Zacian

With the man gently set down in his grave, body now belonging to this forest of the dreams of Darkrai, I look to the others and nod solemnly. "I deeply regret that this poor man cannot be buried in a true cemetery, but the mere fact you chose to dig a resting place for one you do not know is worthy of a blessing from Grandfather Arceus himself. As one of his grandsons and a messenger of the Legendaries, I vow I will find a way to reward you." I then turn to the bright-haired boy. His question is one I had hoped would not be asked. "It pains me greatly to say I suspect this is only the beginning, human. I fear these killings and arguments will only continue, lest we fail to catch the murderer now. Even then, this forest, this... 'Gravity Falls.' There is no single tree or blade of grass here that feels natural. Even after this killer is brought to justice, another fear inside me insists we may still have many more problems to solve..."

I turn around, taking one last sorrowful glance at the now occupied grave.

"...I want nothing more than to be wrong."

I return with my head hung. It is still hard for me to bear the thought of a murderer among us. Slowly, I lift my snout back up to the sky, a determined glint crossing my radiant eyes. Even though I may carry around heavy regrets on my shoulders, I shall hold steadfast and find this killer. It is time... for the trials to begin.

"Creatures, heed my call."

The aura my stare to the gathering is the same as before: unbiased, yet firm.

"With the fallen now at rest, we must now find the one who took his life. We will go one by one, ensuring everyone will be able to give their own fair thoughts on who the murderer may be. I will be the one to start." My stare affixes the two-legged, yellow animal. "Little one, please take your parchments. I believe you are the one who had recorded the evidence left on that man's body." I turn towards the others once more. "We discovered many things from our investigations. One was a twig, found to be used as the weapon wielded by the murderer. It was broken, found to be used in haste- haste shown also by how the fallen's life was extinguished before any one of us could sense something was wrong. It is obvious this murderer is known for their agility."

Cold irises lock with Valentine's.

"But, as we may know already, the wound made by the stab was shallower than a human could make. A stronger one would have surely lunged for a deeper stab to ensure the poor fellow was killed. No- it was not you. I would even say many of you could not have done it. The murdered was not any regular human. He was a brute, watchful with the eyes of a hunter behind that mask. In a fair battle, he could have torn many of us limb from limb like a monster of myth. The murderer must have been swift, precise, and above all else, silent as a thief. Golden-haired one-" I turn to the other blonde man "-you, nor anyone else you had thought to be the murderer truly was. I wish not to insult you, but from your appearance and theirs, you do not look like the silent and fast breed. Especially not the human with the mask. A man who jests as constantly as he never quiets himself."

"Now, please, I implore you all to remember the wound itself. It looked as if the twig was pushed into the man's neck from below. 'At an angle,' as humans would say. This is a sign that whoever killed the man was shorter in stature than he. That further rules out your accusations, golden-haired one. The murderer was smaller, quieter, swifter... one who had enough skill to sneak up on the man, take his life, and return to us before we could realize something was awry."

Cold irises lock with Slugcat's.

"Centuries of protecting mortals have shown me looks may be deceiving, little one. I see no other present that could have stalked and killed a brute like the one you murdered. And they surely could not have done it as fast."

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    As soon as Felix stopped talking he went through all of the information again, looking over those he had brought to question. Whoever had taken down Doomguy was incredibly stealthy and agile. It’s possible the robot like woman was, but unlikely...no fingerprints on the weapon ruled out the other two, so Dorthy was the obvious choice of those he had brought to question. But, the more he thought it over, it just didn’t sit right in his gut. What was he missing?

    Felix was torn from his thoughts at the call of some animal like creature. He spoke in a calm, soothing way that reminded him very much of Ventus Terra's voice. This piqued the Messorem's interest enough for him to truly listen to the animal. The blonde quirked an eyebrow as the animal disagreed with him, but it actually relieved the man. He was wrong, that's why he didn't feel correct about his choices. "I apologize." He dipped his head to those who he had called on. "I was mistaken to point you out. I...think that he is correct." The blonde's blue eyes landed on the small slug cat. "I think that he is the murderer. It would explain the lack of foot prints, the lack of finger prints, the angle of the wound, the fact that Doomguy didn't see him coming. It would also explain why we didn't see him leave the group. He's so small, how would we have seen him leave?" Felix turned to the rest of the group. "I vote for it. The cat creature is the murderer."

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"Something doesn't seem right..."
-Valentine

Valentine was bummed out when she was told off by Byakuya to not do the autopsy. Valentine respected his decision as it seems to be that small wound near his neck was the literal cause of his death. It was hard for Valentine to believe this at first but, she just went along with it. She was silent, observing everyone from a distance. She wanted to know how each of them has some ties to the evidence listed down by Isabelle. The talking horse seemed suspicious, she could have sloppily done the stabbing since she could have no experience of doing it whatsoever. And it's not like her pretty and pristine face will keep it up, the one's who fall under pressure tend to show heir ugly side.

She notices that some kind of lion-looking creature locked eyes with her. Valentine was slightly shocked but, he seemed like a cool cat to be with. She noticed that he targeted Slugcat in which Valentine responded with, "Well, how would you know that that creature done it? What evidence do you even have to prove it's guily of comitting the murder?" Valentine was curious wih what he was gonna reply with. She didn't want to see the poor creature get targeted, it seemed innocent. But, if the evidence that Zacian presents is convincing, then Valentine may look at Slugcat differently afterwards.

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<--Hiryu Kakogawa--
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"Slugcat...?" Hiryu rubbed his chin, soon turning to the giant dog with a sword on it's mouth. "I don't think I've seen the bugger before, actually. Where are they now?" He asked, wanting to at least know what it looks like first then count from there.

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"Hey, fuck you too." Shad flipped the Pokemon off with his vacant hand with the other still on Johnson's shoulder, thinking that the Pokemon was referring to him when he said 'Human with the mask' since no other human here actually has a mask other than Shadman, maybe that Fox person but she's definitely not human, too short and furry to be one, she even has a snout which puts her in the furry category, why are there so many furries here, Shad just recognized that. "I only knew you for 5 seconds and you're already on my shit list, acting all high and almighty crap." Needless to say, Shadman was pissed off with a lot of insults popping on the back of his head, he just wanted to throw his own insult right back at the Pokemon but he decided it would be best to keep quiet, this team is torn enough by the death of the Doom Slayer, there's no need to add more fuel into the fire but now everyone seemed to be pointing their fingers at Slugcat, he knew he wasn't the only one who thinks that creature was suspicious!

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