Ronan O'Connor | Murdered: Soul Suspect (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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genessia2016-07-17 11:28 pm
whatsbackup) wrote in genessia2016-07-17 11:28 pm
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[There's the tell tale sound of a cigarette lighter and the sharp intake of breath before Ronan begins to speak.]
Anybody else notice how hot it got around here? I took a look around and the paper wasn't lying. It's this hot everywhere. I wonder if it has anything to do with those ruins they found over in Fayren. It's hard to believe this place isn't more connected than it seems, you know? What do you guys think?
Action | Office (Terra's Flower Shop, Attleton)
[Because of the sweltering heat, Ronan has decided to stay inside, in his cramped but slightly homey office in the back of Terra's flower shop, and get some paperwork done. As a somewhat pleasant surprise, business for his PI firm has been pretty steady, whether it was people, locals, or even the municipality hiring them, they were getting cases. Some of them were pretty mundane, but it was work, and it was work helping people, which is just the way Ronan liked it.
He's spent too long, in a life that seemed a lifetime ago, making the lives of people around him Hell. This was how he could atone, and it was good work, even if it was looking for lost kittens.
He'd head out front occasionally to check for customers while Terra was away, and to get some lemonade, because that's what weather this sweltering required: lemonade. Julia used to say it was a mandate. Who was he to argue?]
Anybody else notice how hot it got around here? I took a look around and the paper wasn't lying. It's this hot everywhere. I wonder if it has anything to do with those ruins they found over in Fayren. It's hard to believe this place isn't more connected than it seems, you know? What do you guys think?
Action | Office (Terra's Flower Shop, Attleton)
[Because of the sweltering heat, Ronan has decided to stay inside, in his cramped but slightly homey office in the back of Terra's flower shop, and get some paperwork done. As a somewhat pleasant surprise, business for his PI firm has been pretty steady, whether it was people, locals, or even the municipality hiring them, they were getting cases. Some of them were pretty mundane, but it was work, and it was work helping people, which is just the way Ronan liked it.
He's spent too long, in a life that seemed a lifetime ago, making the lives of people around him Hell. This was how he could atone, and it was good work, even if it was looking for lost kittens.
He'd head out front occasionally to check for customers while Terra was away, and to get some lemonade, because that's what weather this sweltering required: lemonade. Julia used to say it was a mandate. Who was he to argue?]
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Considering you were kidnapped. Considering the bastard was never caught.
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[She looks down at her fingers.]
I didn't tell anyone but when I was there... I was able to hurt him. [Just a little.]
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...don't you think that's pretty important information, Terra?
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[She swallows.]
He made me change back. [And she can't control it.] I'm sorry I kept that from you.
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[He takes a breath, looking around and running a hand over his chin before looking back to her.]
What matters is that means we can hurt him.
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[This Terra knows as a fact.]
And everyone has a weakness.
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[Terra lightly rests a hand over her heart.]
He was surprised and my magic... I think it matched his. I don't really know. It happened very quickly.
[She remembers feeling the stick slick touch of blood on her claws and shivered.]
He smiled when I hurt him.
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We'll see how much he smiles when we come back for him.
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Ah, yes... I should go.
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Call me if you need anything, alright?
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[She flashes him a small smile.]
Thank you Ronan.
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Don't mention it.