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HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

supertinyking said
"My car broke down and the mechanic was extremely hot so I started hitting on her while she was fixing my car so she was distracted leading her to screw it up, explaining the 5 hour delay." He says, extremely fast, sweating so much he is drenched. He managed to say it all in under ten seconds.

the man stops the stop watch and puts away his phone, before asking "did you at least get her number?" in a somewhat joking tone as the smile returns

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

supertinyking said
Sven looks confused.
"Why would you...oh, I see. I can explain why I took so long......" He starts, as if the beginning of a story was about to take place.

"you have a minute before i bring you in and we can do this the fun way" the man replies, getting out his phone and starting a stop watch as if literally timing sven's story

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

supertinyking said
"It wasn't me. I didn't misplace delta's love letter to Solaire, that was Marco." He says, sweating very badly.

"i'm not talking about that. i'm talking about the letter sent to the clone emperor." the man says, his voice growing cold as sven could tell this man was not in the mood for idle banter or excuses

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

supertinyking said
Sven is currently drinking a large glass of lemonaide.
".....Oh fuck......." He says, starting to choke on some lemonaid. He then puts his hands up.
"It wasn't me..." He says. Oddly, he isn't lying.

"so you know why i'm here? great, that'll make this much easier" the man says in the same bored tone as he holds up hand cuffs, letting sven know that he'd still have to come with the investigator

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

supertinyking said
The woman delivered the letter just after Delta had handed it to her, so she is most likely clean. The other two men took a odd amount of time to do so however. Sven looks like the man the man had angered however, although he is slightly shorter.

the man appears in front of sven in a gout of black flame, flashing credentials marking him as an internal investigator as he says in an even tone, suggesting he'd said this many times "hello sven. i'm afraid you're going to have to come with me"

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

supertinyking said
"My name is Jenny." She says.
It shows the general info on the three people. Rank, years of service, and what, and when they held the letter. The lady had delivered it to the office you had seen before. Marco, he delivered it to the advanced post office. Mr. Sven took it to the emperor himself.

"thanks, i'll be sure to take care of this as soon as possible so i can get out of your hair" he says, a smile evident in his voice and what little of his face she could see. the man waves good bye as he leaves, reading the files thoroughly as he looks for descrepincies like an abnormally long time taken to do the jobs set to them, any disappearance that had no alibi, and any outstanding maliciousness towards their higher ups

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

supertinyking said
The receptionist, a rather thin and curveless girl with long blond hair, and deep brown eyes taps on a holoscreen a few times.
"Ahh, I see. So....there is about...3 people who touched that letter. Kim Darin, James Sven, and Marco Troph." She says, holding out a portfolio. "This should give you info on their routes they did today." She says, smiling.

"thank you mrs.?...." he replies kindly, checking the portfolio briefly to see if it had been tampered with as he awaits her name

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

supertinyking said
She puts her hand on top of his.
"....Can you find Solaire? Tell him what happened? I want him to know I am ok...." She says.

"i'll try" he says evenly before having her close her eyelids and putting paper tags over them, saying "if you meditate and focus on reforming at least one of your eyes then these will help, but remember not to over exert yourself". the man leaves her, knowing that if she follows his instructions she should have at least one eye reformed by the time he gets back.

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at the postal center of the clone empire a man wearing a suit, partial face mask covering his mouth and nose, and blade at his hip, the handle made out of a single piece of bone. the man's eyes are a deep crimson while his hair is long, silver, and straight. the man walks over to the desk, flashing credentials marking hims as an internal investigator as he asks in a kind voice "hello, i'm here to investigate mail tampering. i'd like to go over all incoming mail to the emporer from his generals and the records of who's hands they passed through" the man's manner is kind and from what little they can see of his face he's quite articulate in his eyes

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

supertinyking said
She sighs, and smiles.
"Thanks." She says. "Well, there are about....either 20, or 300 who most likely teleported the letter around. You can find who, if you file a complaint, and ask to see whoever transported the letter." She says.

"i could also show up as an internal investigations officer and have them give me all the information so we can go over it together" he replies evenly, his hand going to her shoulder before he asks "will you be ok if i leave you for a few hours?"

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

supertinyking said
"So you want to find who altered my letter? A noble effort, but I doubt you would find the person..." She says.

"it's not that difficult, i just have to find the people that handled your letter and extract the information from them... and before you try to say something like "you'll never succeed, the network is too extensive" you are my pupil and my friend. not only has the tampering caused you semi-permanent damage, it has damaged your reputation with your commander, which has upset you, and frankly it was just a dick move" he replies evenly, his voice showing proper reasoning as to his logic however, his concern for her never leaves his voice. he hands her the sandwhich again as he sits on the side of her bed, letting her respond