Murder on the Majestic Otter

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"Is there anybody else that could have come up with the extra hand that was in that other guy's room? Oh, wait, you don't know about that."

Jade shuddered at the new information. Violence was a subject the blacksmith was on familiar terms with; but a woman had her limits.

"Your master could trans... erm.. transmag... riffy..."

"Transmogrify." Supplied Khoo.

"Yeah, that...thing...to people. Leo told me you'd been... mogrified when he first met you?"

"That's not a real word, Jade."

"Whatever. Could he shift dead organic material into something else? I keep thinking about that patchwork corpse that got this ball rolling as well. Would he have the skill set to piece together a body from different sources? Would he have any reason to do that? What about himself? Has he got any reason to modify his own body?"

She caught herself and gave the familiar an apologetic smile.

"Sorry about the barrage of questions. I get manic sometimes with creative things. Leo tells me it's just as well I can't do magic because Gods know what kind of mischief I'd get up to." She shrugged. "Chances are I'd probably be the one responsible for the mix and match corpse if that was true."

OOC God, can you imagine Jade as a tech nut villain? :twisted: /OOC
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[OOC: Yeah, that would be scary! So a brief response:]

Khoo shook his head. "You'd have to be a real specialist to do that. Not just a lifemage -- I know what you're thinking -- but one with unusual skills. (And an incredibly strong stomach.)"

"Yeah, that's beyond him. In case you were thinking it," Edgar chimed in, "the missus wouldn't have those skills either. She's what the Farrelites would call a 'general practitioner' -- can do lots of healing, but nothing specialized like would be needed for that."

Khoo nodded; this came as something of a relief, actually. "So most likely it was a real, extra hand. But who would have access to body parts on board? And why would they do something as crazy, as gross, as that?"

The question did seem to need discussing ...
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[OOC: A twofer at the infirmary, to deal with something I missed with the previous one:]

Tori was getting the color back in her very attractive face, and after a brief Hygiene spell (Khoo following her good example, and noting in the process that her ears were just very slightly pointed), she sighed. "Well, we'd better get this place cleaned up before Mr. Stuffed Shirt gets here."

Dissent came first from an unexpected source. "No, we shouldn't," Kevin said. "It's a crime scene. We'd be tampering with evidence, which automatically turns us into suspects." Three faces turned to look at him, and he added, "I ... do have a little evidence with crime scenes. Cleaning them up, I mean."

"Cleaning them up" ... right, thought Khoo, who was getting his doubts about the muscular man anyway. Well, now wasn't the time to pursue those doubts. "You think it'd be okay if I stabilized the scene instead, with some magic?" he asked. "We really don't want blood getting tracked from the crime scene all over the place, and besides, the seagulls are going to find it before long."

At this observation, Edgar produced a very human-like "Hmmm." Then: "That's funny: why haven't they found it already? A gull can smell a pool of blood this size a mile away."

Khoo bent to cast a Ward that would both preserve the site from both intruders and natural decay, but he suddenly pulled up. "That's weird," he said. "This place already has a Ward on it, put on by somebody else."

"The person who left that bootprint?" Tori ventured.

Khoo looked again, was surprised at what he saw. "No, the print is under the Ward. It got preserved too."

Kevin emitted a low rumble at odds with his usual, surprisingly soft voice. "Sounds to me like someone is trying to frame this Lifemage Saraya whose boot that fits."

And Edgar's turn: "Which means she's still alive ... somewhere."
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"WALDO??"

"You know him?" Asked Eve, not failing to notice the crimson shade her companion had turned. "Old boyfriend by any chance?"

OOC Short I know. But I've been a lazy sod lately and need to get moving again./OOC
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[OOC:
"Old boyfriend by any chance?"
I thought you'd never ask. :twisted: Also short, but some things don't require a lot of elaboration... :twisted: ]

Anna-Lisa's flush deepened. "No! Well, not really ... Not like ..." Redder yet. "He was a student at Sashi Mu, a little older than I was, maybe between my age and TLK's." It took a second for the others to figure out that "TLK" was her current term of endearment for Khoo, but it came quickly.

"We -- met at a party. I had kind of a lot to drink, see, it had been my first introduction to pure 200-proof alcohol from the thaumatic-chemistry lab ..." She visibly shook herself, which was something she didn't do very often. "He -- it was creepy."

She didn't mention that it also became the occasion for her to quietly seek out a classmate who could cast a "morning after" Contraception spell. Then again, given the current color of her face, she probably didn't need to.
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Eve, mercifully, decided against further prying into Anne-Lisa's private affairs. The fact was the usually abrasive tomboy had taken a liking to the young mage. She'd certainly proven herself a trustworthy confidant on matters of the heart.

"Well this waldo is the helmsman's mate, correct?" Leo asked, Moriarty nodded. "And it seems he may have been caught up in shenanigans regarding my brother's memory. So how about we find said helmsman and see if he can point us in yon acquaintances direction?"

"Something tells me waldo is going to be difficult to find." The Captain muttered.
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OOC: OK, let's try this again ...
"Something tells me waldo is going to be difficult to find." The Captain muttered.
Bad, bad. :lol: ]

"Can we start by talking to this Ensign Nagato?" Elke asked. "Maybe he'd have ideas on where his underling is."

As though on cue, the ship's horn sounded; the one-hour blast, easily heard despite the Damping and signifying that everybody needed to be back on board or to get that way quickly, with departure one hour away. Moriarty shook his head. "Not until we're underway. Damn ship practically sails itself, but rules are rules and the bridge has to be secure until we're in open water. Speaking of which, excuse me, I'm going to be busy for the next two hours." He pivoted and walked back through the shimmering magic to the hatch to the bridge.

Elke pulled a sour face. "Any ideas? Anna-Lisa, can you at least tell us what this Waldo looks like?"

This broke her out of her blush for the moment. "Well, he's not notable, just looks like the average Farrelite," she said. "Farrelian skin color, brown eyes, kind of a heart-shaped face, average height, average build. Big with his pants off, but --"

The blush was back. Annabelle executed a nice save. "Meaning he's long-legged for his height, right?"

For once in her life, Anna-Lisa didn't trust herself to say anything more, but just nodded mutely as the ship's horn sounded again.

[OOC: The action can get going, but one thing that it would be helpful to know before a certain verbal McGuffin is thrown in: Do you remember whether any of the Silver Hands ever met Sister Rose? I can't recall them meeting other than maybe as Amalric's airship was refueling in Rinkaiel on the way to deliver its explosive "cargo," but I haven't been able to confirm that one. It would be helpful to know, to try to get some of the next part right. (And no, Rose isn't joining the party. She's "retired" ...]
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