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Phoenix walked far away from Eris and Charlton and decided to follow Dexhi’s advice, which was to follow Daraeya. “Detective Roland Moore” was on the job, and oftentimes Phoenix forgot Daraeya was even an actual Goddess of Air. Like now, for instance, she was walking to some police station in the hopes of securing an office there for a few days while they investigated Eric. Phoenix shuddered, thinking how that man had just grabbed him unawares like that, and with complete venom in his eyes. Phoenix couldn’t imagine what it would take to hate someone like that, or how much someone was willing to go in order to get revenge or whatever sick thing Eric craved. 

[i]“Truly this Eric Garland is a monster which the likes you have never seen before, Fexi.”[/i] Dexhi cooed in his head. Phoenix gulped, tired of this assignment already. He had found his partner, yet they weren’t willing to leave for Paradox just yet. Something told him he might just have to stick around until this murder was solved just to say he had accomplished it. A paradox indeed, He thought. He had finished the assignment, yet not really for things were still not done. Eris was his partner, but then they weren’t actually his partner. They hadn’t even spoken to each other excepting that one short moment in the airport. Phoenix’s head was low as he followed Daraeya through the Seattle precinct doors. He heard a soft scoff up ahead.

“Quit your snivelling, Phoenix.” Daraeya said. “Even small relationships like this one take time. You need a bit more patience.” She said. 

Phoenix just nodded in turn. [i]“She is right. A lot has happened in the short time you’ve known Eris Goodoire. They need time, Fexi.”[/i] Dexhi told him. 

[color=maroon]“Yes.[/color] [color=maroon]I understand now, I was just a bit…um...I forgot the word for it.”[/color] He searched his mind. 

[i]“Anxious?”[/i] Dexhi offered kindly. 

[color=maroon]“Yeah, I’m anxious.[/color] [color=maroon]What if we can never be good partners because of something like….this happening?[/color] [color=maroon]I don’t think I can be a very good Partner if I don’t know how to console a person I barely know.”[/color] He said to Daraeya. They stood in a corner, and Daraeya glanced around the somewhat empty waiting room. A secretary in the standard blue uniform eyed them curiously.

“We will talk about this later. Right now, we focus on finding Bobi Adolow, and the police here will question Eric on their terms, not his.” She said. She patted him on the shoulder, and turned to address the woman at the front desk. Daraeya introduced herself as Roland Moore, and told her that he was looking for an office for about a week. She nodded, and told them both that there was a vacant space waiting to be used. 


Phoenix helped Daraeya set everything up, moving in spare desks and a chair. Eric was somewhere in the building, that much Phoenix knew due to Dexhi snooping around in the minds of random passersby looking for any mutinous thoughts about a Mr. Charlton Gaslowe. He was sitting in a room by himself, handcuffed to a chair and with an officer writing on a clipboard eyeing him skeptically. 

Finally done with setting everything up, Daraeya sat down and sighed heavily. “Well now,” She stated. “We have to think about what to do once we find Bobi Adolow. What we’re going to ask her more specifically. I tasked Mindy with trying to track her as well before she went off to Georgia, hopefully she’ll get back to me soon.” 

[color=maroon]“I think we need to ask about this accident of hers.”[/color] Phoenix suggested, though he thought it was crass to just outright mention her disability with no tact. 

[i]“She may not be what we expect when we go to meet her.”[/i] Dexhi said, and Phoenix had to silently agree with him. [i]“The girl has been through some kind of accident before hand.” [/i]

“If anything, she may be a villain for all we know. A past like that, it’s enough to make anyone turn to darker prospects.” Daraeya added. 

Phoenix shook his head.[color=maroon]“I don’t think she’s evil, or a villain at all.”[/color] He said. [color=maroon]“And we won’t know anything about her until we find her-”[/color] Then the phone rang, and the two of them turned to look at it, confused. 

Daraeya answered it, a confused tone to her voice. “This is the office of Detective Roland Moore with the Seattle Police Department, what can I do for you?” Her hand shook slightly, as she looked at the receiver with wide eyes. “Miss Adolow! Uh….We need to have a few words with you…” 

Phoenix wanted to say something, but Daraeya shushed him. “What…? Yes, there’s someone with me...Yes, he does work for- Oh my god. You’re a Paradox Agent?!” An angry, and somewhat agitated and accented voice came from the speaker. Daraeya handed the phone over to him.

[color=maroon]“Um...hello?”[/color] Phoenix answered. A woman’s voice, someone much older than him in years, sighed heavily in his ear.

[color=cornflowerblue]“Finally, another Agent to talk to.”[/color] She said. Her accent was strange, and one he hadn’t heard before, but later Dexhi would explain that she was Australian, a place he had never been to. [color=cornflowerblue]“I figured since both of our assignments line up with each other, we should work together.[/color] [color=cornflowerblue]I heard you’ve been looking for me?”[/color]

Phoenix nodded, [color=maroon]“Yes![/color] [color=maroon]We have, all over actually.[/color] [color=maroon]We need you for the murder of a man named Darius Winters.”[/color]  


[color=cornflowerblue]“Yeah, so I’ve heard.[/color] [color=cornflowerblue]I’m willing to help you, if you can help me.[/color] [color=cornflowerblue]I’m looking for someone as well.[/color] [color=cornflowerblue]Another Agent.”[/color] 

Phoenix paused, and then racked his brain. Something about this seemed familiar. He remembered when he first went to Max Heighnsworth’s house, Leila had questioned him openly about a missing Agent named-

[color=maroon]“You’re looking for Shou Hanamura.”[/color] He said. 

[color=cornflowerblue]“Yes.[/color] [color=cornflowerblue]That’s him.[/color] [color=cornflowerblue]You seen him around?”[/color] She asked.

[color=maroon]“I’ve never even met him, but I can help you find him if that’s what it takes to question you a little.”[/color] 

Bobi chuckled. [color=cornflowerblue]“Of course.[/color] [color=cornflowerblue]That’s perfect.[/color] [color=cornflowerblue]When do you want me to come down for questioning?”[/color] She asked. 

Phoenix looked over to Daraeya, confused. “Tell her to meet you whenever she can.” She said.

[color=maroon]“Roland moore says you should meet us down here...now?”[/color] He told her.

[color=cornflowerblue]“Okay.[/color] [color=cornflowerblue]Please stand a bit to your right.”[/color] She answered.

Phoenix didn’t know what she meant, but did it anyway. He was shocked to see a flurry of green moths surround the spot he used to stand in, only to fly away and reveal a somewhat dizzy Bobi Adolow. 

Phoenix looked down at her arms subconsciously, and sure enough one of her hands was entirely shiny, metal. 

[color=cornflowerblue]“Now then.”[/color] Bobi said. [color=cornflowerblue]“Where do you wanna start?[/color]

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