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invisiblegoldhand:

Samiri was out and about doing his normal work. Today he had felt more hands-on and went to go meet with clients, and gratefully none of them had repeated so he was able to get away with not having to switch out his gloves too much. It was not until his gloves had completely turned gold that he finally decided to switch them out. 

He slipped into an alleyway, setting down his briefcase and he turned away from the crowds just for a moment. Taking that moment, he took the new gloves out of his pocket and had managed to get off one of his gloves when he heard shouts and crashes. Samiri turned around to see a dog bound towards him, and saw the hot dog cart get knocked over. This drew the attention of some passersby trying to follow the source of the collision, and he falters for a moment and grazes his own shirt. The place where he touched had turned gold, and he slips on one of his normal gloves.

He was focused on the dog heading towards him and instinctively went to draw his gun. But, thought better of it briefly since there were a lot of witnesses. Samiri picked up the briefcase and tried not to panic as he started to rush down the alleyway. While he ran he shoved the gloves in his pockets, and slipped around a corner to draw his gun. He positioned himself to aim and shoot at the dog that was sent after him, praying it was not another assassination attempt.

Salvor, sees the man with the golden hands start to run. He notices the way the man’s shirt changed color and started to pull down at that one point of contact.  He thought he understood what had happened, but couldn't be sure yet. The man had turned around and started to move at this point, which meant that if Salvor wanted to get that gold,  he had to catch the guy.  Given that the man had just started to run, Salvor shifts into his lovingly named “Chase Mode,” though really it’s just him running faster.  Salvor shouts “HEY! STOP I NEED TO TALK TO YOU!” as he speeds up. Salvor gets up to about 29 miles per hour, and decides that’s enough for ramming speed. Not enough to kill, nor break anything if he hit right, but certainly faster than any human can run, and getting hit in the back of the legs like that will send the person in question into a 3/4 spin in the air before hitting the ground, always more than a little fun.  Salvor quickly catches up to the man.

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Salvor‘s Gift Search

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Salvor‘s Gift Search

Salvor, being the goal-oriented dog he is, realized that aimlessly walking about isn’t helping. He stopped attempting to find the IronWood Works, the Rat’s Hideouts, or any of those type of places, because even if he found one in his directionless walking, he wouldn’t recognize them right now. The memories apparently left with Ayezra’s connection.  In the meantime, Salvor looks for a gift for Ayezra. Seeing as it’s almost Christmas, Salvor’s best bet at this point is to look for things that Ayezra would want, both for himself and for his creations, but mostly for himself.  Salvor is in the shopping district, window shopping and ignoring the staring of passersby. Salvor was just about ready to give up his search and move on to other locations in the city, when he notices an odd glint in the corner of his eye. He looks down an alley and sees a man with gold covered hands taking off shiny, solid gold gloves. Salvor’s been around metal his whole life, and had Ayezra’s years of experience to draw on, so he knows the difference between metal leaf and solid metal, and these gloves, unmistakable even at this distance, were somehow solid gold. Salvor realizes that’s just the kind of silly, unnecessary crap that Ayezra would buy without Salvor around to stop his impulse spending.  It wasn’t Ayezra wearing them, but this was just the hint Salvor needed. Something like that being sold in the city wasn’t something Ayezra would pass up.  Salvor dashes down the alleyway, knocking over a small hotdog cart with his slipstream, Shouting “HEY! WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE GLOVES?! I NEED THEM!”

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fakefairfolk:

Arlo nearly slapped his hand against the others before stopping himself as Ayezra wiped his hand on his overalls. This time he took it and gave it a firm shake. He looked at the empty spot where Salvor should be and was a little confused, but clarity came over him.

“I see. I’m the new leader of the Rats. Though I should be meetin’ all the members and such. ‘specially since I’ve thought of a way for us to make money for the bar. But er- You look pre-occupied ‘specially with a missin’ dog.” Arlo chewed on his cigarette, giving the other another once over. “Ya need help lookin’ for him? I could put it on the agenda, especially if he relates to your ability.”

“Oh yes please!” Ayezra , hope evident on his face, clasps Arlo’s hand tightly with both of his own. “I haven’t been able to sense him since the weird murder house thing a while back.  I still feel his connection, so I know he isn’t broken beyond repair, but I can’t tell where he is nor can I read his thoughts. I’ve been so worried about him!” Ayezra suddenly notices his hands and lets go of Arlo’s hand, instead pulling a small contraption from his pocket and gently twisting the small bolts on it using a wrench in his other hand. “I thought that he’d come back on his own by now, ‘cause he loves celebrating Christmas with me, so I made him this nice little red light for his nose and some antlers with lights on them out of the last of my tungsten, with really nice gold inlay on the antlers, and some more gold as a reflector for the red light, and it’s gonna look really cute on him but it’s been months and he’s still nowhere to be found and I’m worried sick.”

Ayezra finally stops himself and takes a breath. “Sorry for rambling, Salvor is usually the one who stops me from doing that, but obviously he’s not here right now...”

"I was told that you were a Rats member? Unless Allen was lyin' to me. By the way, I'm Arlo."

“I am. I’m sure Allen already told you my name if he told you where my forge was, but I’m Ayezra.” Ayezra quickly looks Arlo up and down; the antlers throw him off a bit, but considering the town he lived in, he shrugged it off. As he sticks out his hand, he notices a large spot of grease on the inside and pulls it back to quickly wipe it on his overalls, then sticks it back out.  “Sorry ‘bout that. Oh, and this is- oh…” Ayezra glances down and to his left, falters, and then glances back up. “Right. This is usually when I’d introduce my dog, Salvor, but like the sign over there says, he’s currently MIA.”

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"I was told that you were a Rats member? Unless Allen was lyin' to me. By the way, I'm Arlo."

“I am. I’m sure Allen already told you my name if he told you where my forge was, but I’m Ayezra.” Ayezra quickly looks Arlo up and down; the antlers throw him off a bit, but considering the town he lived in, he shrugged it off. As he sticks out his hand, he notices a large spot of grease on the inside and pulls it back to quickly wipe it on his overalls, then sticks it back out.  “Sorry ‘bout that. Oh, and this is- oh...” Ayezra glances down and to his left, falters, and then glances back up. “Right. This is usually when I’d introduce my dog, Salvor, but like the sign over there says, he’s currently MIA.”

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MISSING AUTOMOTON

Missing a dog automaton. Skin of brass-titanium alloy, with clean, invisible welds. He has the name Salvor engraved on the inside of his hind leg. If he’s conscious, he is likely to directly insult any who interact with him.  If anyone has any information regarding the whereabouts of this dog, please contact or visit IronWood Works in the warehouse district, Port City.  

Reward available upon recovery.

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invisiblegoldhand:

“That is rather impressive, being able to take apart furniture and put it back. It would be like doing a puzzle without any hints” This guy really liked rambling. Or he was incredibly nervous. “No one saw you what so ever? Uh- Don’t worry about the smell, thank you for your cooperation.”

“I mean, you know, I wasn’t really paying attention. I was too nervous to notice if anyone did come in… I just get caught up when I’m working you know, like, I start putting together something and I can’t force myself to stop. I have the same issue with talking, Salvor is usually around to stop me though so… Oh god, I’ve been rambling again haven’t I. Shoot!” Ayezra kicks a wall, then immediately grasps his foot in pain, forgetting that he had worn sneakers today instead of his boots. “ooowwww…. gah… *whispers* just don’t wear other kinds of shoes I said. Anyway, yeah I can’t tell you if anyone can confirm my whereabouts.”

"You are Ayezra, right? Why were you so fixated on the garage?"

Ayezra looks slightly embarrassed, covertly glad this person wasn’t commenting on his headless chicken routine. “Oh, well, you know, I run a sorta all-in-one crafting shop, so I was curious what kind of stuff they might have been working on, cause like, some people work on stuff in the garage… Maybe I could’ve noticed something to clue us in on the killer. I, uh, didn’t notice anything though. If i’m honest, I’m kinda disappointed, cause I didn’t notice anything my area of expertise can help with in this whole house at first glance. Even the AC is outside, and we can’t get out there.”

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I check the suspicious box

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I'd like to investigate the garage...

You decide to investigate inside the 3-Car Garage. 

Inside the 3-Car Garage is the body of the first victim, Sanun, a few boxes for storage, a case of an instrument, a suspicious box with the word ‘CAUTION’, and multiple cleaning supplies. What would you like to do first?

>Check the body.>Check the boxes.>Check the instrument case.>Check the suspicious box.>Check the multiple cleaning supplies.

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invisiblegoldhand:

“That is rather impressive, being able to take apart furniture and put it back. It would be like doing a puzzle without any hints” This guy really liked rambling. Or he was incredibly nervous. “No one saw you what so ever? Uh- Don’t worry about the smell, thank you for your cooperation.”

“I mean, you know, I wasn’t really paying attention. I was too nervous to notice if anyone did come in… I just get caught up when I’m working you know, like, I start putting together something and I can’t force myself to stop. I have the same issue with talking, Salvor is usually around to stop me though so… Oh god, I’ve been rambling again haven’t I. Shoot!” Ayezra kicks a wall, then immediately grasps his foot in pain, forgetting that he had worn sneakers today instead of his boots. “ooowwww…. gah… *whispers* just don’t wear other kinds of shoes I said. Anyway, yeah I can’t tell you if anyone can confirm my whereabouts.”

"You are Ayezra, right? Why were you so fixated on the garage?"

Ayezra looks slightly embarrassed, covertly glad this person wasn’t commenting on his headless chicken routine. “Oh, well, you know, I run a sorta all-in-one crafting shop, so I was curious what kind of stuff they might have been working on, cause like, some people work on stuff in the garage… Maybe I could’ve noticed something to clue us in on the killer. I, uh, didn’t notice anything though. If i’m honest, I’m kinda disappointed, cause I didn’t notice anything my area of expertise can help with in this whole house at first glance. Even the AC is outside, and we can’t get out there.”

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invisiblegoldhand:

Samiri definitely noticed, and definitely did not have the time to make comments on these sorts of things. There was a lot of information to take in from Ayezra. 

“Uh, maybe you can find something in one of the rooms. Unless you explored all of them, then I don’t know what else to say. When did you leave the garage approximately, where did you go and do you have an abili, and finally did you hear or smell anything suspicious?”

“So I… well I didn’t do much. Still kinda in shock cause I can’t feel Salvor nea- uh… Nevermind, that’s not important. Anyway, I was in shock, I don’t really remember exactly what I did, nor who might have been around. Once I noticed everyone kinda walking around looking at stuff and noticed the body I just kinda walked off cause I didn’t want to see it…  I came to the garage and looked around for something I could work on… you know, carve some wood… fix a car… something. The problem was that I didn’t see anything, so I had to go and take apart a bed frame and a dresser, then put it back together to calm down. I don’t know if anyone came in during however long it took me to do that.  Then I just uh, went to sleep. Wait, smell? Uh... No... I don’t... think so? That’s an odd question.

"You are Ayezra, right? Why were you so fixated on the garage?"

Ayezra looks slightly embarrassed, covertly glad this person wasn’t commenting on his headless chicken routine. “Oh, well, you know, I run a sorta all-in-one crafting shop, so I was curious what kind of stuff they might have been working on, cause like, some people work on stuff in the garage… Maybe I could’ve noticed something to clue us in on the killer. I, uh, didn’t notice anything though. If i’m honest, I’m kinda disappointed, cause I didn’t notice anything my area of expertise can help with in this whole house at first glance. Even the AC is outside, and we can’t get out there.”

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"You are Ayezra, right? Why were you so fixated on the garage?"

Ayezra looks slightly embarrassed, covertly glad this person wasn’t commenting on his headless chicken routine. “Oh, well, you know, I run a sorta all-in-one crafting shop, so I was curious what kind of stuff they might have been working on, cause like, some people work on stuff in the garage… Maybe I could’ve noticed something to clue us in on the killer. I, uh, didn’t notice anything though. If i’m honest, I’m kinda disappointed, cause I didn’t notice anything my area of expertise can help with in this whole house at first glance. Even the AC is outside, and we can’t get out there.”

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I sprint about the house wildly in search of Salvor.

….

[ Edgar Allan Poe is worried about this person…. What is wrong with him? ]

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westen-nichts-neues:

ayezra-robot-visions:

“Oh YOU WANNA GO BUDDY? ‘CAUSE I’M READY TO GO! LET’S GO!”

Salvor suddenly changes the music to Gloria Estefan & Miami Sound Machine’s Conga, and stands, inexplicably, on his hind legs, and begins to conga lead out the alley towards Ayezra’s crate.

Kaspar’s eyes glaze over and he joins the conga line. In the back of his mind, he inexplicable feels like they’re headed to the library for some reason. It’s wild. 

He doesn’t question it.

Berwald jumps at the challenge and quickly joins the conga line all while trying to out conga everyone with his flawless moves.

Ayezra wakes up and slides down to the back of the conga line, joining in with an equally glazed expression.  

Salvor, under strange calling he does not understand, leads the three to the library, playing Conga by Gloria Estefan & Miami Sound Machine on constant repeat the whole way.

Kaspar finds his way to the harbor master to pick up the SS Minerva's. Tucked under his coat is a forged manifest, containing only the most harmless of contents. The Harbor Master, to his knowledge was under Guild influence, and thus he believes that this would be a trivial excursion. Only time can tell.

Berwald finally made it to the docks it was evening now and soon the harbor would be closed. Approaching the harbor master he showed him his badge and asked for the manifesto. The Harbor master knew which one Berwald referenced seeing as they come to get it once a month. When the Harbor master turned around a man was standing there a man who Berwald had never seen before at the docks.

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westen-nichts-neues:

“Hmph. More impressive, but still lacking.” Kaspar dives back into the fray, this time manifesting his phantom hand to whirl around at unbelievable speeds. He balances on his head while dreideling at such a speed that it renders him a blur. In a split second, he grabs his phantom hand and it flips him up, allowing him to pirouette 8 times in midair before sticking the landing and doing a back flip to finish his set. 

Thank god the ship has complimentary zumba lessons. 

“Is THAT ALL YOU GOT!” Berwald breaks out into some more classic dance moves including a perfect sprinkler, the pop and lock and last but not least a super extra robot dance.

“Oh YOU WANNA GO BUDDY? ‘CAUSE I’M READY TO GO! LET’S GO!”

Salvor suddenly changes the music to Gloria Estefan & Miami Sound Machine’s Conga, and stands, inexplicably, on his hind legs, and begins to conga lead out the alley towards Ayezra’s crate.

Kaspar finds his way to the harbor master to pick up the SS Minerva's. Tucked under his coat is a forged manifest, containing only the most harmless of contents. The Harbor Master, to his knowledge was under Guild influence, and thus he believes that this would be a trivial excursion. Only time can tell.

Berwald finally made it to the docks it was evening now and soon the harbor would be closed. Approaching the harbor master he showed him his badge and asked for the manifesto. The Harbor master knew which one Berwald referenced seeing as they come to get it once a month. When the Harbor master turned around a man was standing there a man who Berwald had never seen before at the docks.

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Oh SHIT! SALVOR! WHERE ARE YOU SALVOR?!

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resande:

westen-nichts-neues:

Kaspar twitches, the music sending a tangible wave of pure vibes over his entire body. He slowly lowers his Glock and sets it on the ground before rounding the corner to observe Berwald. 

He inhales sharply and scoffs. 

“Pathetic. You call that dancing?” In a DRAMATIC graceful flourish, he whips his coat off and sends it fluttering to the concrete. Torquing his body he rolls onto the floor, swinging his legs around in an impressive display of breakdancing prowess. He continues in this way for several minutes, his body contorting and spinning at breakneck lmao speed. 

He finishes by rolling backwards onto his feet and manifesting his phantom hand to give himself a high five. 

“HA WHAT A JOKE!” Berwald goes into his own break dance of flawless spinning and ends it by coming up onto one finger holding himself upside down before doing a backflip to get back to his feet and resume a superb groove.

“HA! Foolish organics! GET ON MY LEVEL!” Salvor jumps out in between them, shifting his internals back to inorganic movements and proceeding to land sideways, twisting his body and morphing into an impossible standing Flare, back-legs turning into a blurred drill. “PIERCE THE HEAVENS NOOBS!” Salvor shouts, finally pushing off the ground as he transitions, landing on the boombox and spinning uncontrollably on top of it.

Meanwhile, Ayezra, off in the distance, suddenly collapses, having succumbed to the beat, and subsequently grooving himself into unconsciousness.

Kaspar finds his way to the harbor master to pick up the SS Minerva's. Tucked under his coat is a forged manifest, containing only the most harmless of contents. The Harbor Master, to his knowledge was under Guild influence, and thus he believes that this would be a trivial excursion. Only time can tell.

Berwald finally made it to the docks it was evening now and soon the harbor would be closed. Approaching the harbor master he showed him his badge and asked for the manifesto. The Harbor master knew which one Berwald referenced seeing as they come to get it once a month. When the Harbor master turned around a man was standing there a man who Berwald had never seen before at the docks.

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resande:

westen-nichts-neues:

The bullet grazes Kaspar as he tumbles behind the crate, indenting the pavement behind him as it continues. His shins throb with pain as he reorients himself.

Inhale, count to five, exhale.

He feels the manifest in his coat, reassuring him of its continued presence. This was not an entirely unfavorable situation. He ducks behind another set of crates, keeping out of sight and keeping his ears keen. His assailant was probably re-positioning as well. He looks up at Salvor and nods rapidly.

“Now would be an excellent time, yes. The sooner and the cleaner I can neutralize this situation, the better” he hisses lowly.

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Berwald gets back up on his feet and looks to see what hit him just as he starts to hear some odd music. He then realizes he is moving to the music and just cant seem to stop. ‘What is the dark magic?’ Berwald steps out from behind the crate and begins to dance just as he now realizes the song is What Do You Want From Me by Forever The Sickest Kids. Berwald had completely forgotten about the confrontation that was going on.

Salvor, making a split second decision, realizes there was only one solution, opens the bay on his back and lifts the mini boombox stored there. He clicks play, and so initiated the hypnotic, impossibly compelling music of Forever the Sickest Kids, condemning all who heard to the sick fate of dance. The unidentified shooter jumps from his hiding place and starts laying down the sick moves.  Ayezra was infected through their neural link the second the play button was pressed, and was already breakdancing at his hiding spot. Salvor tried his very best to not dance, hoping to infect any other dangers lurking nearby before he started dancing himself. He glanced around wildly, not realizing that in doing so, he was stating a violent headbang.

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Kaspar finds his way to the harbor master to pick up the SS Minerva's. Tucked under his coat is a forged manifest, containing only the most harmless of contents. The Harbor Master, to his knowledge was under Guild influence, and thus he believes that this would be a trivial excursion. Only time can tell.

Berwald finally made it to the docks it was evening now and soon the harbor would be closed. Approaching the harbor master he showed him his badge and asked for the manifesto. The Harbor master knew which one Berwald referenced seeing as they come to get it once a month. When the Harbor master turned around a man was standing there a man who Berwald had never seen before at the docks.

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resande:

westen-nichts-neues:

Kas is thrown off of his feet and tumbles to the ground. It’s not the diversion he had planned but it works. He struggles to separate himself from the dog, while activating his ability. 

His phantom hand manifests 18 inches left of Berwald’s face and jets towards his jaw at 25 mps. Meanwhile he draws his Glock and attempts to roll behind a shipping crate, taking a few pot shot for good measure.

Berwald watches the man as he gets swept off his feet by the mechanical beast and immediately Berwald opens fire with both pistols at the dog and the man. Just as Berwald starts to shoot he notices movement out of the corner of his eye and instinctively moves back but not quick enough a fist connects with Berwald’s jaw knocking Berwald to the ground behind a crate. Berwald was slightly dazed had it not been for the adrenaline that had already kicked in he might have been knocked unconscious with that one punch.

Salvor falls flat, skidding for a couple feet before stopping, tangled up in the man’s limbs.  At that speed, it was impressive the man’s legs weren’t broken, but that was something to consider another time. For now, the problem was the gun pointed at him and the man who was stopping Salvor’s escape.  Salvor shifts his internals to allow for the less biological movements necessary to cleanly and quickly extricate himself, then twisted his body so that he instantly disengaged from the man entirely. He shifts his internals back to their more powerful default function, then he jumps onto the same container the man runs to cower behind. The bullets that the other man fired had punched harmlessly into the dented asphalt Salvor had left behind. Now, from his vantage point, Salvor sees that he recognizes the man who he had crashed into as the customer Ayezra was meeting here, and that the other man had just been slapped across the face by... something. There was a handprint, but no one nearby to leave it.  Anyway, they both had guns, so for now, ‘ayezra, send the occopter, I found the customer’

‘understood’

Salvor shouts at the man with the handprint in that rough, barking tone he only gets to use oh-so-rarely “HEY! IF I GET A BULLET HOLE YOU’LL HAVE HELL TO PAY!”

‘you better not be talking to the customer like that’

‘yes, yes I know.’ “Hello customer, we have your knives with us if now’s a good time.”

Kaspar finds his way to the harbor master to pick up the SS Minerva's. Tucked under his coat is a forged manifest, containing only the most harmless of contents. The Harbor Master, to his knowledge was under Guild influence, and thus he believes that this would be a trivial excursion. Only time can tell.

Berwald finally made it to the docks it was evening now and soon the harbor would be closed. Approaching the harbor master he showed him his badge and asked for the manifesto. The Harbor master knew which one Berwald referenced seeing as they come to get it once a month. When the Harbor master turned around a man was standing there a man who Berwald had never seen before at the docks.