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Post by happy on Jul 7, 2007 15:04:47 GMT -5
That was when the cops arrived. They tried rounding people up but as soon as the cars showed up every one scattered, it was the way of the place.
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Post by gamon on Jul 7, 2007 15:06:45 GMT -5
Itasu just leaned against the wall of the bar as the cops began moving around. She was rubbing her left temple, trying to soothe a headache.
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Post by happy on Jul 7, 2007 15:13:16 GMT -5
Marja arrived first, being faster on his motor bike. He blinked at the scene. Cops swarming, there cars and an ambulance in the parking lot. Bar goers running off so as not to get involved. He sighed and wonder if Dad had tried cooking again...
He pulled of his helmet and removed Fuzball from his little basket in the back. Sticking the fuzzy critter on his shoulder he pushed past the cops and headed on into the bar.
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Post by yumeookami on Jul 7, 2007 15:13:19 GMT -5
Fuzball roused from the noise that the cops were making and was very upset about it too.
"IKKKKKIKI!"
Back in the back Pont was causing a ruckus about proper cleaning procedures and was now making all of the cooks try and wash their hands and feet in the sink who were all grumbling about it.
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Post by happy on Jul 7, 2007 15:17:08 GMT -5
Marja brushed past the woman leaning on the wall, and muttered a 'sorry' before he made his way to his step mother. He looked down and the pissed and upset Maj, and at bloody form of Tirop and blinked.
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Post by yumeookami on Jul 7, 2007 16:30:10 GMT -5
seeing the blood Fuzball went nuts and leaped off his shoulder to go eat it all up.
What a day! He'd never have to eat for a whole day!
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Post by happy on Jul 7, 2007 16:45:05 GMT -5
"What happened?" Marja asked just to have something to say. The scene just wasn't regestering right. He pulled fuzball away from the blood and tied the fuzzy thing to his arm by its tail so it wouldn't get away.
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Post by happy on Jul 7, 2007 16:46:40 GMT -5
"What happened? Someone murdered my brother thats what happened." Maj accepted anothe cup of tea from Charletta just so she'd leave her alone.
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Post by gamon on Jul 7, 2007 17:08:47 GMT -5
Itasu sat down on the ground, holding her head in her hands, her hair cascading around her fingers. She dug her fingers into her skin.
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Post by yumeookami on Jul 7, 2007 17:56:45 GMT -5
Fuzball glared at its owner and made lots of sounds that made one think of something dying while squirting out empty bottles of ketchup.
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Post by happy on Jul 7, 2007 17:57:05 GMT -5
Marja looked at Tirop. Yup he was dead alright. What a annoying thing to do go and getting himself killed in his family's bar of all places. Oh yeah he Maj... what to say? "Oh.." *mental face smack*
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Post by gamon on Jul 7, 2007 18:18:32 GMT -5
Itasu picked up a nearby stick and began drawing in the dirt beneath her. Just simple patterns, something to take her mind off of her headache...and what she had seen.
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Post by happy on Jul 7, 2007 18:27:13 GMT -5
Maj glared up at Marja.
he swollowed relizing his mistake and took a step back. "Anything I can do?" he added in hopes of redemption.
"Just get away from me."
fail
the police were going about questioning people now. They questioned Maj who pointed them to Itasu, they questioned her and the remaining bar goers and Charletta and the workers.
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Post by gamon on Jul 7, 2007 18:29:29 GMT -5
"What do you want?" Itasu asked as she saw a cop coming close to her.
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Post by happy on Jul 7, 2007 18:31:30 GMT -5
"Just asking everyone what happened." he said in a buisness like mannor. "Won't take long Ma'am."
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Post by yumeookami on Jul 7, 2007 18:38:08 GMT -5
Pont was finally done in the back....for now....
"Please may I clean in here?!" He begged his bosslady Aunty. He was just twitching to get clean in this room.
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Post by gamon on Jul 7, 2007 18:38:42 GMT -5
"Fine." She got to her feet, and stared him in the eye. "Ask your questions."
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Post by happy on Jul 7, 2007 18:46:40 GMT -5
"wo now calm down miss no one is accusing you of anything. Did you see anything at all?"
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Post by gamon on Jul 7, 2007 18:50:06 GMT -5
Itasu sighed.
"Yes...I was just getting a drink and a small bite to eat, and I heard Tirop and some man I've never seen before arguing. Then a woman came in, and the man just killed Tirop."
She shrugged. It was much easier without seeing the blood and the body.
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Post by happy on Jul 7, 2007 18:52:27 GMT -5
The police man nodded and wrote down what she said in his book. "Can I get your name and number so we contact you for more questions later? Was it Jirunian or some ousider?"
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Post by gamon on Jul 7, 2007 18:54:57 GMT -5
"My name's Itasu. And I don't have a number, I live on my ship. I was just stopping in for a few days. And the killer? He was human."
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Post by happy on Jul 7, 2007 19:08:11 GMT -5
"Thankyou for your cooperation, may i have the name of you ship?"
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Post by gamon on Jul 7, 2007 19:11:23 GMT -5
"The Daydreamer."
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Post by happy on Jul 7, 2007 19:14:03 GMT -5
"Oh! Thats your ship? I've been hearing about it." He dropped the buisness tone. "They say its a beaut for its age."
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Post by yumeookami on Jul 7, 2007 19:29:21 GMT -5
"YOU! Get your feet out of my pile of dirt!" He yelled at the policeman attacking the said feet with his broom brutishly.
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Post by gamon on Jul 7, 2007 19:29:24 GMT -5
Itasu perked up.
"Really? They say that?"
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Post by happy on Jul 7, 2007 19:32:55 GMT -5
The one getting attacked by pont tried restrainging the crazed man.
the one talking to Itasu nodded. "They do. I'm fond of ships and have been meaning to get a look at that one next it was in port. Any chace I can have a tuor when I get off?" he asked hopefully.
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Post by gamon on Jul 7, 2007 19:33:45 GMT -5
"Um...sure! I'll be in port the next week or so...what's your name?"
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Post by happy on Jul 7, 2007 19:37:50 GMT -5
"Tailor, sorry you had to see something like this Mrs. Itasu. Its a shame, a real shame."
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Post by gamon on Jul 7, 2007 19:39:31 GMT -5
"It's Ms. And, well..." she shook her head, not knowing how to continue.
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