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Location: Diamond District



Mali's face briefly contorted in disgust upon hearing that Zoie did indeed eat rattlesnakes. She thought that Wayne was just kidding when he said that line, and she'd asked as a way to start a conversation; she didn't think that it would be true. Being the semi-sheltered girl from New England that she was, her interactions with reptiles were very limited. The idea of eating them outside of some disastrous survival context didn't sit right with her.

She didn't bother trying to hide anything as she undressed as well. She'd spent enough time in locker rooms that stripping around other women, let alone a woman she was supposed to be in a fake relationship with didn't bother her. Clothes folded up as best as she could get them neatly tucked away, she was robed up and ready to roll.

"We just ate a couple hours ago, didn't we? Should probably save the food for last." In her head, Mali weighed the three other options. Really any of those options sounded pretty great after the stress of the past few weeks; it was difficult to pick which one. Eventually, so she wouldn't be spending too long just standing around in the locker room too long she had a mental game of eenie meenie miney moe dictat her choice.

"We'll go with hair first." Assuming they weren't in for anything too extensive, which was probably a poor assumption given the context, it would probably take the least amount of time out of the three options. As far as hair went, hers was never too unruly, especially compared to a lot of the curly and wavy haired girls she'd attended school with. It took comparatively little effort to make it look nice, which freed her up to focus on other things. She'd never had a facial treatment proper, but based on what she gathered from tv, movies and books, they were pretty time consuming. And last, there was the massage. She knew that there were probably knots of muscle all over given her profession, and that would no doubt be a long, fun-filled adventure once sorting those out began.
Bored bear is bored. Next is Thomas now?
Cyne

Location: Tower
Interacting with:N/A


Well she had successfully killed an undead puppet cased in armor, and now she found herself without much else to do. She looked around and saw all but one of the monsters had been dealt with, that being the one on the opposite side of the room. The dwarf looked like he had things handled, so her ursal intervention wouldn't be necessary.

The black bear plopped down its rear end onto the floor as it waited for the battle to wrap up. Sure, the druid could throw off the mantle of the bear and return to her humanoid form, but why would she? That would mean using up her beast wild form, and she would prefer to remain as battle ready as possible while still in the lair of the necromancer. Who knew what else he might have lurking in the tower. And if by any chance the coming storm came to pass and they ended up out in it, she'd prefer to have the extra bulk of the bear form to keep warm.


Location: Diamond District



For the past day or so, Mali had been privy to many conversations where she had been an outsider with everyone else being quite close in some way, shape or form. Eventually she was just going to start counting these things as "another one." Still, all things considered, the tone of this particular shop visit was far less awkward for her. No attempt at trying to rationalize treating people as tools to fetch things or perform errands. Just let the flamboyant... beautician? She wasn't sure what exactly Wayne did here yet. Perhaps after this Marco was finished giving them a facial. But that aside, she just had to let him lead the way and not say anything stupid that would ruin the entire atmosphere.

Now alone with Zoie in the changing room, Mali couldn't help but feel very slightly miffed at the fact that she would need to change again. Yes, she was in a spa and the fact that they would be stripped down to robes was a given, but at the same time, she had just gotten into these clothes, and now she had to take them off. Oh well, there were worse reasons to have to take off one's clothes.

"So," Mali said as she kicked off her sneakers. She wasn't going to sit down like Zoie had. She didn't need to, and it would only make removing certain items, namely the bodysuit more difficult. Briefly, she wondered where she was supposed to put her previously worn garments once removed, but figured Zoie would show her, or the staff would take care of it, were it truly an issue. "You eat rattlesnake?"

Harry Kingsfield


Location:
Red Lake B&B



"I'll be sure to do so, Mrs. Walker." Harry said, addressing the adoptive mother's concerns. After that, he left Riley's room, no doubt passing by the FBI agent on his way out. He would give her a brief nod in passing, but nothing that would invite more conversation from his part. He needed to get to the next hotspot for investigation: the lake.

Armed with new knowledge, he had a better idea for what to look for while at the lake. The vast majority of the people there were searching for clues as to where the missing girl could have gone, but for him the actual search parties were his leads. Chances were that if one of those people weren't actually the special someone Riley had been meeting than they either knew the person or would know something that would allow him to narrow down who the mystery (wo)man was. Red Lake was a small town, and no secret would remain secure if somebody truly wished to learn of it.
Nor

Location: Tower
Interacting with:A4


When you serve in the military as a dwarf, there's a lot of things you learn pretty early on. 'Less you're feuding with another clan (which was actually pretty common), most of your time in combat was spent fighting races taller than you were. Not necessarily bigger, but definitely had a height advantage, which brought with it its own set of advantages and disadvantages. Trying to fight them at range was a mostly futile effort; they had longer arms and weapons and could cover more distance more quickly with their longer legs. But there inlay their weakness: all their mass was spread out which made them weak to grappling.

Nor sprang forward like an armored bolt of lightning towards the undead and grabbed ahold of its waist with his free hand, and brought his leg behind the armor's. With a light push, he brought the whole thing off balance and put its vital organs in prime position for stabbing. There was a weak spot in the side, so in his knife went. It wouldn't be enough to fell the damn thing, but he had plenty opportunity for more stabs.
At 200 Experience you can drift your Framewerk perfectly while looking for where you left your smokes.
Oh boy that's a lot of shit. Hopefully the next mission won't take so long, lest we finish this RP when we're octogenarians.

Harry Kingsfield


Location:
Red Lake B&B



Under the bed was as much of a disappointment as inside the pillowcase and on top of the doorway. Nothing, nothing, nothing. Seemed like his only lead from the room was the diary. Rather a disappointing occurrence, but not an insurmountable setback. Looks like he was going to have to go to the lake anyways, despite it being the most searched location in the entire town and its surrounding areas.

"You can come in. I believe I've found all I can for the time being," he called to the voice on the other side of the door. He rose from the lying position and quickly brushed off any errant dirt or hair that stuck to his suit. While the information he found from Riley's diary was likely a key part of this entire case, there was nothing definite that he'd be able to report, if asked for any solid leads.

Futhermore, from the sound of things it was sensitive information for the family and he'd try to avoid unsettling them if possible. On top of that, the fewer people who knew secrets, the less likely something would spill over to someone he wouldn't want alerted to his action. So he resolved that he wouldn't inform the Walkers of what he'd learned until doing so became prudent.


Location: Diamond District



"I guess that makes sense." Still seemed like a really weird place to put a spa, let alone a successful one. The size constraints necessitated by the location alone seemed like they'd put a stop to anyone trying to build a spa. There were worse places to stick a spa in Justice, she supposed. Like right next door to that bar that got shot up yesterday. Or on the docks.

Mali looked up and down at Wayne. She still had yet to get used to the... quirks of some of the people that lived in California, although she should probably be considered one of those quirky people. With time she'd get used to it all, probably. She couldn't see how he'd get around living in Alabama, or Mississippi, or wherever Zoie grew up, assuming she went to high school in the South. She imagined that he'd stick out like a Hawaiian shirt at a funeral.

"Pleasure," she greeted, as she shook the older man's hand. Mentally she remarked that she didn't really mind getting bitten, but had the better judgment not to vocalize that particular tidbit about herself. "You're in luck, my good sir. We've come here for just that purpose. Unless you wanted somebody else to take care of us, Ms. Zoie." She really had no idea what to expect from this man service-wise, but presumably he was quite skilled at his job. Unless this was just a visit with an old friend before going to see the real beautician or whatever the people who worked here were called.
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