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"Depends..." Lavanda knew he meant important to the case, as for that she came up short. All she managed to get was a few details about their victim prior to their death. For a moment she glanced back into the room then finally directed her attention to Nero. "I'm fairly certain she knew she was...

Lavanda stopped walking around the apartment standing a few feet away from the couch the woman laid on. Nearly still, even for a moment she stopped breathing as she focused on the scene. Same knife, same victim type, missing prosthetics... So much effort in making the crimes look the same, while...

Well the timing couldn't have been any better placed, not that Lavanda would admit such vial a thing. As the death rate continued to climb all she could think was how stupid it was only two people were really actually working on the case. Sure there was a few others processing and cataloging...

"Hmm, I thought I told you," she finished a sentence of her notes before looking up at him, "it must have slipped my mind last we spoke." Simply lies not that he could tell. Lavanda just figured he might argue with her if she said she was coming back into work. Maybe he wouldn't have either...

As the mood lowered in the room the two of them were less prone to talk, Lavanda tried to continue the conversation but she felt a bit muddled and somewhat embarrassed after sharing. Even if it was with limited detail, she rarely if at all talked about her past. At least not without joking about...

Lavanda recalled the woman with Nero in the photo, and the night he came home wasted not knowing she hid in his bathroom... A small twing of guilt twisted in her gut, but as per the norm she didn't let it show. Instead of guilt she looked sympathetic, as any normal person would be. Not that she...

Nothing came across to Lavanda as entirely off beat as he spoke. Having been a solider for many years she was used to bizarre technology and advances in science. She herself was a feat of science. One that was pretty useless as it couldn't be replicated at will as of now, but regardless still...

"Well if you plan to stay a bit longer why don't you take a seat?" she offered. He'd been standing, practically in the doorway, the whole time. Lavanda figured he wouldn't stay too long, assuming he'd want to head back to work quick; however, she didn't mind him sticking around a minute more...

"Holding up just fine," there was pain but she didn't let it show. If it weren't for her visible injuries most anyone would assume her to be in perfect health. If she actually had to go out and about Lavanda wouldn't be able to hid the pain completely, but as she sat there she could ignore what...

Not much of the rest of the day could be recalled by Lavanda after the attack. Most of what she remember was her intense focus on breathing. Didn't matter what her injuries were so long as she focused on breath there was a chance of recovery later. The police and ambulance didn't take too long...

A moment of silence as Lavanda waited for Nero to leave the room, she'd been civil and orderly the whole time but that couldn't last for too long. He certainly did it, there was no doubt in her mind on the fact. Lavanda wouldn't be as stupid as to attack the man, physically or verbally. Although...

The moment Lavanda laid eyes on the man she knew he murdered their victim, he was just as sloppy as the crime sense and did the bare minimum to clean himself up of that. He wasn't dumb enough to still have visible blood but Lavanda could smell the faintest hints of bleach. Given the wreck of a...

Ivin sat paralyzed as the girl began to cry. Sure he him self endured similar doubts and worry about the whole situation, but not nearly enough to cry about it. Wonderment and fascination helped him get through most of his negative thoughts. For a moment he thought perhaps it was something else...

"Perhaps I should do most of the talking," Lavanda suggested as the two of them neared the mans house, Nero driving. So far he didn't seem too much a people's person. Mostly she could recall when it turned out most of the exsoilders he spoke too ended up wanting to pick fights. Not a single...

"Good, now we have someone to talk to," Lavanda seemed pleased, not even paying mind to the stutters in his speech. They didn't go over her head completely, but she practically didn't hear them. Her mind already fully dedicated to the task at hand, and worrying about him wouldn't help her. After...

Lavanda shrugged turning back to her notes, "you passed out pretty much as soon as you got home. You were pretty wasted." There was no nefarious reason she neglected to mention their kissing, it just seemed inconsequential and she left it out of her answer to him. Could he really be that worked...

"Glad to have you, you feeling better?" Lavanda didn't look up from her work, instead taking down some notes which she'd hardly done before. Most of the time she kept all her information in her head. It stemmed from a need to keep secrecy in her line of work, but as this investigation continued...

Had Lavanda realized how stressed out she made Nero, she would've comforted him and told him nothing actually happened. By the time he got to the bathroom she'd already left his house, eager to get a start on the work day. Her mind almost instantly snapped away from the night before and onto her...

As nice as taking the shower felt unfortunately Lavanda had to put yesterdays clothes back on. Ah well there are worse ways to start the morning, Nero would certainly be experiencing a nasty hangover. Speaking off, Lavanda found herself surprised stepping out of the bathroom and seeing him...

Just as Lavanda started slipping out of the room she noticed Nero still had his shoes on after some hesitation she decided to help the poor kid out. He'd wake up with a massive hangover regardless, but at least she could make his sleep a bit more restful. Now feeling a bit like a mother, killing...