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bravenewworld2015-08-05 09:35 am
bokukotantei) wrote in bravenewworld2015-08-05 09:35 am
Case File 001 [Video | Action]
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[Residents currently on the Warp Band network would be greeted by the face of a sharply dressed young person over the feed. With the quirky hat and the short hair style, the person had an equal chance of being male or female-- the clean lines of the dress shirt and tie didn't help matters either. The sun was bright that morning, and it took the stranger a moment to adjust their angle to account for the glare flashing off the lens.]
Good morning, Union.
[The stranger nodded briskly in greeting, offering a smile that was equal parts friendly and professional to the people tuning in.]
I imagine that we're all busy getting started with the day, so I'll keep this brief: I'm Naoto Shirogane, a detective from Caldera. I've just arrived, so does anyone else from the north mind filling me in on what's been happening?
Also-- I'm still in business if anyone wishes for my services. Just contact me on the network.
[And, promptly, the young detective closes the signal out.]
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[That afternoon would greet people in Union with one of two sights: the first is that of a young Ralts who had gotten separated from his trainer, staring longingly at the freshly baked buns that were cooling off within sight of the bakery window. He knew that humans like that green, papery stuff to trade for food and goods-- and he didn't have any-- but that didn't dampen the longing for the buns any less.
The second is that of Naoto herself, walking briskly down the streets in her platform boots, ignoring the smack of leather on concrete as she searched the streets. Some of the noise was intentional-- she wanted her target to know where she was, if they were to find her first.
On occasion she might peer at an unfurled map to get an idea of her general location. Other times she could be found staring down the street with a crisp, analytic look in her eyes. Anyone wandering close by might here her murmur something under her breath:]
Where could he have run off to this time?
[Residents currently on the Warp Band network would be greeted by the face of a sharply dressed young person over the feed. With the quirky hat and the short hair style, the person had an equal chance of being male or female-- the clean lines of the dress shirt and tie didn't help matters either. The sun was bright that morning, and it took the stranger a moment to adjust their angle to account for the glare flashing off the lens.]
Good morning, Union.
[The stranger nodded briskly in greeting, offering a smile that was equal parts friendly and professional to the people tuning in.]
I imagine that we're all busy getting started with the day, so I'll keep this brief: I'm Naoto Shirogane, a detective from Caldera. I've just arrived, so does anyone else from the north mind filling me in on what's been happening?
Also-- I'm still in business if anyone wishes for my services. Just contact me on the network.
[And, promptly, the young detective closes the signal out.]
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[That afternoon would greet people in Union with one of two sights: the first is that of a young Ralts who had gotten separated from his trainer, staring longingly at the freshly baked buns that were cooling off within sight of the bakery window. He knew that humans like that green, papery stuff to trade for food and goods-- and he didn't have any-- but that didn't dampen the longing for the buns any less.
The second is that of Naoto herself, walking briskly down the streets in her platform boots, ignoring the smack of leather on concrete as she searched the streets. Some of the noise was intentional-- she wanted her target to know where she was, if they were to find her first.
On occasion she might peer at an unfurled map to get an idea of her general location. Other times she could be found staring down the street with a crisp, analytic look in her eyes. Anyone wandering close by might here her murmur something under her breath:]
Where could he have run off to this time?
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Naoto was utterly silent at first, cheeks flushing a bright red while this bubbly young woman expressed her excitement with glee.]
I. I wouldn't go so far as to refer to myself as a 'star detective'...but, you're correct. I will be staying in Union for the forseeable future.
[She pulled down her hat, looking off to the side in embarrassment. Her notoriety was well known, even to her, but she had no idea that it had extended so far...]
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Then how would you refer to yourself, hmm? And what brings you out this far into the boonies? Something you wanna share with the class?
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But, this wasn't something that Naoto couldn't handle.]
I just see myself as a detective who is continuing a long family tradition, [she said, with an almost lazy shrug,] and I believe you have things wrong. Union is far from being 'the boonies', as you can see from the towers. Someplace like Refuge would be closer to what you're talking about.
And, to answer your question, I've simply come to see what this city is all about. That's all.
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[ These are benchmarks for a good settlement, truly. ]
What this place is all about, huh? Well, it's pretty different. Everybody's kind of prudes here, it's really fun.
[ Fun? How? ]
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You must have a strange sense of fun, if you're calling everyone here a prude in the same sentence.
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[ She looks like she has to think really, really hard about this one. ]
That's a toughy. Maybe I should let you figure that one out yourself, Mister Detective. But I'd be happy to come with you if you want~
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