[center][h2]Street Side- The Narrows[/h2]

[i]CollectorOfMyst[/i] 

Markus

Day 1, Afternoon[/center]

Markus crouched down in a corner, careful to stay a little ways from where Crow's 'vulture' perched. He... didn't like being underneath birds. Who knew when those tail feathers would lift up...

Shaking his head as though to dislodge the thought, he brought up one of his holographic screens. On it, a program was running codes attaching themselves to every wireless connection he could get a handle on.

Such as that old audio scanner that was crackling with age, and that phone booth that was feebly clinging to its last dregs of life. There were cameras that were still transmitting, and about halfway down the street, a power box that was giving off a signal. Each of them was slowly threaded into his network. It kinda helped that they didn't exactly have much protection.

Leaning back against the graffiti-coated wall, Markus cracked his knuckles and sighed. Markus glanced towards Captain Lanthan, before covering up his mouth and switching on the communications channel. "Now, I know you asked for everything I could get, but is there a particular time frame you're wanting for or what?"

Miriam glanced over, standing a safe distance away from Crow as she made ready to get a birds eye view of the situation. [color=Crimson]"Time of death. We need to know what we're going after."[/color] Her eyes clouded over and her head began scanning lightly, as if she was looking over something. 

"Alright, gotcha. It could stand to be a little more difficult, you know."

Miriam allowed herself a small smirk, though it was gone as quickly as it appeared. [color=crimson]"Alright, I want the exact frames where they died, and where the killer started first appearing. If they've been destroyed, repair them."[/color]

Nodding briefly, Markus began to scroll through the frame Miriam had told him, covering as many views as possible. Though at first glance all of them were about as normal as things came, a burst of static made him cringe. In the same moment, he saw several of the camera screens fizz out - only a few of which regained power.

He leaned forward. In a matter of a few seconds, the street he was watching had changed from empty to a full-level street fight. While he couldn't identify who the majority of the fighters were, he recognised a few of them to be members of the Stygian Blade... which meant... what?

Speeding forward a few minutes, he was unsure of what exactly he was looking at as the fight went on. Until the first fatal blow fell. From somewhere off screen, a lightning bolt arced towards one of the Stygians... Markus closed his eyes and looked away as the scene played out. He didn't really have much of a stomach for death. But, at the very least, he had what they were looking for.

"Saving the clip," he informed the others.