S E R A P H I M A D R A K O S
Seraphima hugged herself as she thought of the victims and the disorderliness of the situation. Her lips pressed together, keeping herself quiet. A few ideas crept into her mind, and she contemplated them before speaking. She let out a small breath, Hoshiko was right. They needed to work quickly if they were going to keep the body count from increasing. There was a lot of guess work to do, and now was not the time to play timid novice. "Okay, they were all alone, during times of the day when people are not out-and-about, which we've already determined,"
she started. Her eyes looked upward towards the ceiling. She had one hand that was using her fingers for counting her ideas, and the other hand was pointing towards these digit'd ideas. "Perhaps there is more than one killer, and they take turns and also work together in tandem,"
she let out a breath, feeling insecure with herself. It's better to get all the guess work out instead of holding it in while doing the research.
Seraphima preferred research, but usually she knew where to begin. This mysterious stuff was way different than what she had studied while on the monastery. Everything was much more straightforward, which was part of the reason she enjoyed it so much. Of course, she had to admit the Divine Mystery
had a good hold on her; it did not
involve so much blood, unless she was going to count the martyrs, and... Ugh!
Seraphima looked back at the group. Her face went flat. I really focus much better in my suit. "There could also be a similarity in location of body and how they were murdered,"
she offered quietly, while pointing to a third finger. Seraphima offered an uneasy smile as she looked at the other two pilots. She made a small shrug. She was secretly creeped out by this particular mission. She wanted to believe that the Warped were mindlessly killing civilians, but in reality, this mission made them see to have more will than she previously had believed.