Ronan O'Connor | Murdered: Soul Suspect (
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[ The why and the how, Ronan would focus on later. He was breathing, his clothes at seven bullet holes clean through them with dried blood clinging to the edges, but he didn't and he was in a cave.
So, the initial examination had given him some pretty startling information: someone had retrieved his body from the morgue, found a way to what? Resurrect him? Then they'd shoved him in a coffin with a cell phone and how-to manual, and stored his new bed in a cave somewhere.
He fiddled with the settings on the phone per the instructions, and accidentally turned on the video transmission as he continued to think out loud. His attention to detail was usually more thorough, but give a guy a break. He was dead the last time he checked. ]
...didn't even have the decency to give a man a change of clothes.
[ He shook his head and looked around for something in the pod he'd just vacated for a moment before reaching in and pulling out a weathered fedora and placing it on his head. ]
At least they remembered th- [ His eyes dart toward the communicator he'd set down, noticing the blinking. ] What do you know? I did get it working.
[ He runs a hand over his face before he picks up the device, giving a slight, if-lopsided, smile. ]
I can only assume there's others out there, right? Why give a man a cell phone if there's nobody to receive it? [ He rubbed at his eyes with a free hand, then begins patting first the clear side of his chest, then the side with the bullet holes before reaching into a pocket with a hole in it and retrieving a box of ruined cigarettes. ] Really? Come on. [ He shakes his head and looks back to the feed. ]
My name's Ronan O'Connor. I'm a detective with the Salem Police Department...in...Salem, Massachusetts. Tell me that rings a bell with somebody.
[ And, more directly, as though something suddenly occurs to him. ]
Can any of you even see me?
So, the initial examination had given him some pretty startling information: someone had retrieved his body from the morgue, found a way to what? Resurrect him? Then they'd shoved him in a coffin with a cell phone and how-to manual, and stored his new bed in a cave somewhere.
He fiddled with the settings on the phone per the instructions, and accidentally turned on the video transmission as he continued to think out loud. His attention to detail was usually more thorough, but give a guy a break. He was dead the last time he checked. ]
...didn't even have the decency to give a man a change of clothes.
[ He shook his head and looked around for something in the pod he'd just vacated for a moment before reaching in and pulling out a weathered fedora and placing it on his head. ]
At least they remembered th- [ His eyes dart toward the communicator he'd set down, noticing the blinking. ] What do you know? I did get it working.
[ He runs a hand over his face before he picks up the device, giving a slight, if-lopsided, smile. ]
I can only assume there's others out there, right? Why give a man a cell phone if there's nobody to receive it? [ He rubbed at his eyes with a free hand, then begins patting first the clear side of his chest, then the side with the bullet holes before reaching into a pocket with a hole in it and retrieving a box of ruined cigarettes. ] Really? Come on. [ He shakes his head and looks back to the feed. ]
My name's Ronan O'Connor. I'm a detective with the Salem Police Department...in...Salem, Massachusetts. Tell me that rings a bell with somebody.
[ And, more directly, as though something suddenly occurs to him. ]
Can any of you even see me?

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Fortunately there's no Salem here. And if you need a fresh change of clothes, you've only to ask. As far as I know, I'm the best dressed man in this entire world.
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Fortunately? Salem's my hometown. [ And Ronan scrutinizes the video feed, for what it is before looking doubtful. ] Yeah, thanks, buddy, but yellow's not really my color. You wouldn't happen to know where a guy can pick up some smokes, would you?
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"Ah! There we are. On Thistle and 12th, south from you, you'll find Pan's Grocery. They'll sell it for a song, if their advertisements are credible. Oh, no offense to your hometown. I was thinking of the sinister Salem of yesteryear, but your getup suggests contemporaneity.
Just for fun—if you have time for fun—have you ever managed to solve a crime with a disappeared victim months after the event?
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[The name didn't ring a bell with him anyway, so he knew he was from another world compared to him.]
I'm Fai D. Flourite and I'm just an Owner of the Cat's Eye.
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Fai D. Flourite of the Cat's Eye, huh? [So noted.] And what's the Cat's Eye?
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[He smiles slightly.]
Since you are new though, I'm sure you have many questions, which I will try and answer to the best of my knowledge.
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[He was currently behind the counter of his store waiting for more customers if they do come.]
Since you asked that, you must be new which means I should ask if you have found a place to stay yet?
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I haven't left this weird...cave thing yet.
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[He does admit it is weird.]
But when you leave there is a place you can go to so that you can sort yourself out.
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I can. I don't think we've met...
[At least not that she can remember.]
Are you okay? Oh, I'm Terra Branford. I work at a flower shop in Attleton.
[They are saying jobs right?]
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Oh, that's good. And uh, I'm...fine. [And he seems a little confused at that realization.]
It's nice to meet you, Terra. [I was saying I was a detective more as a show of authority, but cool.]
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Are you okay?
[She assumes he just arrived.]
There's... this world is a little strange.
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[Can this world get any weirder?]
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You know what? Why not? It's...not the weirdest thing that's happened to him tonight.]
Glad to hear it, uh...you. You got a name?
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[At least she's gotten used to a world full of humans and other creatures.]
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[Tough to forget being accused of being a witch's familiar and nearly killed by way of anti-ghost vegetation.]
...Is there a reason I shouldn't be able to see you?
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[He shrugs slightly.]
It's a long story, kid. Glad to know it's not the case.
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[And definitely staying far, far away from time traveling there. ]
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Hey, you too, kid. You got a name?
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whoops, had to go rewatch the episode to get things straight
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Well, how much do you know so far. Did you listen to that weird hologram thing?
Also, Salem? I'm from Chicago, but yeah, sure...we're both from the U.S...
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"Ah, pardon me, sir? ...What is 'Police,' if I may ask?"
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Seriously? Uh...we're...law enforcement? Does that make sense?
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