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The workshop that Kieran shared with Miss Moon was very much so a labor of love, as the two inventive Regulators had poured themselves into the room’s two distinct personalities. On the cleaner and more orthodox side of the room, there was Miss Moon’s station, with all of her artificing tools neatly arranged in their proper place. But once one crossed over to Kieran’s side of the workshop, they were introduced to an odd gradient of messiness that got more and more disordered the farther in they got. At its worst, there were cauldrons filled with half used ingredients and vials containing half made potions, while along the walls were glass cabinets with all sorts of potions, some labeled others not, in what appeared to be no true order.

In the werewolf’s mind, there was a method to the madness that he found helped him organize his thoughts, although admittedly even he struggled at times to find things in it. However, Miss Moon had made it quite painfully clear to him that she would not tolerate his clutter anywhere near her workstation. It had taken quite a bit of getting used to for both parties involved, but for now it seemed like the two of them were managing to coexist in relative peace. That was of course minus the occasional explosion that inevitably resulted from their work, but that was beside the point.

Kieran looked at all of the potions that had been beautifully arranged before him.  While he was packing the usual potions to keep him and his colleagues alive through the case, such as Essence of Dittany and Skele-Gro, there were a few potions that he had picked specifically as countermeasures for this “Candy Lady.” In order to abduct their victims, the culprit was possibly using magic or poison to immobilize them, so a vial of Anti-Paralysis Potion and a Wiggenwald Potion should cover most of his bases. The calling card candies that were being left at the crime scenes had also caught the werewolf’s attention, so he was bringing along Magi Litmus Solution to try and discern their properties and perhaps even their origin. And finally, there were two potions specifically for himself. While his ever handy Lunar Calendar assured him that he still had another two weeks until his next furry outbreak, it never hurt to take a vial of Wolfsbane Potion just in case the investigation took longer than expected. And then there was the Calming Drought, which was to help with a different matter…

[color=silver]”TEXAS ARRIVAL IN TEN MINUTES!”[/color] Corrigan’s magically enhanced voice announced throughout the Dormum. With a sigh, Kieran slotted the last potion into his metal attaché case, wishing he had more time to deliberate on which potions to bring. Alas, it was not meant to be, so with a heavy heart he picked up the case, slung it over his shoulder, and left the place that made him feel more at home than his own room. He made a brief detour to his room to grab his ORO issued field suitcase, which unlike his attaché case had an Undetectable Extension Charm placed on it as he didn’t have to worry about the magic interfering with his potons. As he opened the door to leave, his eyes glanced over to his desk and caught sight of his notebook, still open on the page he had been working on earlier that morning. 

[color=slategray]”I’ll be back for you,”[/color] he quietly promised, as if to remind himself that he didn’t have permission to go off and “die well” until he finished his research. The door closed behind him unceremoniously, hardly a reassuring response.

And so he took returned to the Map Room and took up his position against the wall once more, ready to follow Miss Fuji’s lead. Out of everything Corrigan said, the one thing that Kieran agreed with the most was that there was very little they knew about this case. And if there was one thing that led to dead Regulators, it was going into a job in the dark. With any luck, they won't miss anything too crucial because of it and they would all be able to come back from this one.