Recent content by KamiKahzy

I'm rather upset I don't have the time to devote to these kinds of roleplays anymore. However, I just wanted to pop in and say that this story looks fantastic and I hope ya'll have fun with it. Also, as an actual sailor who's spent time at sea I feel compelled to pass on some of my knowledge...

Mason hadn't noticed the vehicle at first thanks to a copse of trees obscuring his vision. As soon as he saw the car his eyes darted around for a possible owner, eventually landing on the woman lounging next to the fishing rod. Mason sighed and holstered his gun, then looked around and found a...

A somewhat soaked and somewhat aggravated Mason climbed back out of the tunnel after he was sufficiently convinced that he had made a dumb assumption. He could already hear the ridicule in Mars' voice, deriding him for thinking that the tunnel had anything to do with Abigail's case. He probably...

Mason couldn't see anything directly, even with his flashlight. And the watch wasn't reacting anymore than it had before. Mason crouched right next to the opening and stared down it, seeing the light where the far side of the road ended. He sighed a bit to himself, then stuck the shovel into the...

Mason stopped when he saw his watch react. He was close enough to open woods that he was half expecting some false readings from the residual energies of the forest, but he figured the asphalt road would mostly cancel that out. However when he eventually saw the needle shoot straight up and stay...

Mason let out a long, loud sigh as soon as Mars had left the room. He dropped the shovel unceremoniously to his side and began rubbing his face, hoping to massage away even a modicum of the stress he'd accumulated over the past 48 hours. Too many things were running through his head right now...

Mason tamped down the last of the earth with a few gentle pats, more gentle than he had planned. He had to be careful, this whole thing was reminding him too much of her... 'Just put it away Mason, like you always did on the job.' Even as he said it to himself Mason didn't believe the lie. If he...

Mason was upset. He was upset with being left with more questions than answers. He was upset that he was stuck out here, forced to listen to the indulgences of a man who, by all accounts, was an unapologetic asshole. But he was mostly upset by the fact that there was nothing he could really do...

Mason locked the phone and handed it back to Mars, himself staring off into the distance. He started to speak his thoughts aloud as he absentmindedly began to fiddle with his zippo lighter. "...So if I'm reading the room right, Abigail felt you put that cigarette out in the corpse's hand...

Mason was taken aback when he heard Abigail's shriek on the phone. He looked to Mars to see the cigarette in one hand and the burn on the slightly moistened hand of Abigail's corpse. His brain made an assumption he wasn't quite ready to believe. "Is... Did you... And she..." Mason went back to...

"...I'm sure it was." Mason's heart ached a bit, hearing the anguish in the young girl's voice. But he tried his best to steel himself, he didn't yet know if this Abigail was the real girl or some kind of trick. Mason trudged on, "Ok, well let's try going back further. Do you remember anything...

Mason cocked a heavy brow at Mars as he barely caught the phone being lobbed at him. He made his displeasure known by his scowl, but quickly focused his attention back to the phone conversation to make sure Abigail was still on the line. "Uh... Hello? Abigail?" "Um... Hi?" "Heh, sorry. Um, my...

Mason's eyes narrowed in frustration. Was he the man's servant now? Smokers lit their own cigs, everyone knew that. Mason WAS willing to hold his lighter for the man, but apparently he had to do everything for him. Mason put the cigarette in his own mouth, lit up, took a particilularly long drag...

Mason was listening to the line intently as Mars had put the call on speaker. He wasn't sure how Mars got his number to Abigail but it was a clever move all the same. Now they had direct communication with the girl herself outside of her mother's knowledge. Mason was a tad confused when Mars...

Mason was absorbing Mars' explanation when he felt the phone ring. He quickly took it out and handed it to Mars, but not before he took a quick peek at the display to see who it might be.