Kasiya
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Post by Kasiya on Jul 29, 2009 21:05:26 GMT 1
((Willpower spent to keep calm, I assume that lasts a scene or until they start beating Kas with nightsticks?))
"Ah! two weeks ago."
Why didn't you say that in the first place?
Now he knows why he's here. They think he is what he hunts! Briefly he contemplates trying to lie, but abandons it as a lost cause. The truth would be hard enough on them without making it more difficult to swallow.
"Those two days I visited bereaved families and offered them support."
The fact that he hadn't actually done anything wrong keeps Kasiya's voice level. The fact that these policemen probably wouldn't believe that makes it an effort.
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Post by Shehrazad on Jul 29, 2009 21:28:05 GMT 1
"You visited families and offered them support..." Feldmann paused for a few seconds to consider that. "How did you come to know these families, and what sort of support did you offer?" Anton looked curious, wondering what he was missing. "So what did you do?"
((yeah, something like that))
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Kasiya
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Post by Kasiya on Jul 29, 2009 21:41:38 GMT 1
"You might call me a witch Doctor or Shaman."
Kasiya hopes the choice of words would play to their view of him as a native african. He also picks them to answer Anton's question as well as the detectives.
"I have the...Gift of communing with those who... have passed on."
The right words don't come fast, so he's taking his time to try and get it right.
"I gave them messages from those they had lost."
Kasiya's eyes well up a little. It had been a harrowing time.
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Post by Shehrazad on Jul 29, 2009 21:56:35 GMT 1
"Do you really expect them to believe that?" Feldmann didn't show much response to that, though his companion quirked an eyebrow in puzzled suprise. Feldmann continued. "I see... so how many families did you visit and what messages did you give them?"
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Kasiya
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Post by Kasiya on Jul 29, 2009 22:14:21 GMT 1
"I don't remember how many. The messages were personal, to help the restless ones move on in peace. Excuse me."
Kasiya looks up at Anton, no reason not to talk to him directly now.
"No. But it is the truth and I am a very poor liar. Would you like to help me open their eyes?"
The spark of mischief shows in Kasiya's eyes. That would be a fine game. As he looks back at Detective Feldmann from the unseen ghost behind him, it's probably a little unsettling.
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Post by Shehrazad on Jul 29, 2009 22:39:55 GMT 1
Detective Feldmann looked like he was going to ask another question, but then followed Kasiya's gaze while his younger companion watched Kasiya. Feldmann looked back after a few seconds. "Who is it you're talking to?" Anton quirked an eyebrow. "Not often I get the chance to talk to the living." He sat on the edge of the table between Kasiya and Feldmann, a faint smirk forming. "What have you got in mind?"
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Kasiya
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Post by Kasiya on Jul 29, 2009 22:55:51 GMT 1
Always up for a good prank, Kasiya doesn't seem to notice that he now seems to be directing the flow of the interview.
With a small answering smile as he looks Anton in the eye: "Let's put a little magic into their lives."
Returning his attention to Detective Feldmann: "This is Anton."
He gestures with his hand at the empty space where Anton's sat.
"It wouldn't be right for me to ask him to do something... blatant. But, since I met him here I imagine he knows a lot about what goes on in these cells."
Once more looking up at his ghostly saviour:
"Do you know these men? Could you tell me something about them that I shouldn't know? Just for starters."
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Post by Shehrazad on Jul 29, 2009 23:25:56 GMT 1
Feldmann frowned slightly as he was introduced to a ghost, but kept silent as Kasiya talked. "I could tell you some things about Feldmann, like the way he beat up this woman who he brought in here for interrogation - maybe even just a girl who'd done herself up - just because she wouldn't cooperate. I guess that's a bit inflammatory, and he'll deny it of course." Anton drummed his fingers soundlessly as he thought about something less likely to cause Kasiya trouble. "Hard to keep it all straight, you know? Fifty years is a lot of stuff to remember, and most of it's so boring and routine I lose months at a time before I think to check a newspaper that's been left around." The long pause while Anton talked had Feldman incline his head slightly to the side. "Sorry, rambling. What was I saying... oh, yes, you could ask Feldmann about his daughter. I understand she's growing up into a fine young woman."
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Post by Kasiya on Jul 30, 2009 19:56:21 GMT 1
Apologetic, Kasiya has a few reservations about asking about the detective's daughter. Paternal protectiveness is one human emotion he's dealt with a lot.
"He might not like that. Parents are very protective and he doesn't know me. I wouldn't want him to feel threatened. Anything from this place? Something else to do with their work? I really appreciate your help, Anton."
Looking sidelong at feldmann he raises a finger. Quietly: "Just a moment more. Nearly there."
((I liked the drunk being beaten up more!))
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Post by Shehrazad on Jul 30, 2009 20:16:13 GMT 1
"Fair point, with a temper like his." Anton considered for a little longer. "I think his car is the grey saloon, Volkswagen, Berlin plates..." He paused as he thought back. "Can't remember the full number."Feldmann waited patiently, though his companion seemed a bit irritated at the long delay.
((but I re-read and noticed it wasn't what kas actually asked for ))
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Post by Kasiya on Jul 30, 2009 23:31:39 GMT 1
"Good. Thankyou."
Less inflammatory, but perhaps a little trivial. It didn't always pay to peak too early though.
"Since we've never met I shouldn't know this. Anton says that you drive a grey saloon car. It is a Volkswagen. With a Berlin Plate"
Some of those words and phrases come out a little forced, he simply doesn't use them often enough. Or care about them.
"He also says you have a temper. But I shall take you as I find you."
He inhales a little more deeply than usual, trying to take the detective's scent with nostrils not suited to the task, but more importantly seeking the Wyrm's touch on him. A man who beat up girls who were locked in a cell had just made it onto his list.
((Sense Wyrm))
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Post by Shehrazad on Jul 30, 2009 23:44:50 GMT 1
Detective Feldmann watched Kasiya levelly for a few seconds, while his younger associate looked between the two of them as he wondered what was about to happen. Kasiya was fairly sure there was no taint in the area. Feldmann eventually answered. "What does any of that have to do with coming into the posession of the skeletal remains of children?" Anton sat silently and joined the detectives in watching and waiting for an answer.
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Post by Kasiya on Jul 30, 2009 23:56:53 GMT 1
That was the meat of the matter. They thought him a murderer, and he'd have a hard time proving them wrong.
"It has to do with what I do. I speak to the restless dead, help them. One of them is here with us, he is kind enough to help me today."
At least Feldmann had given up on the false niceties. It was refreshing. But Kasiya really couldn't afford to get into the issue of how he came into posession of the skulls.
"He knows you quite well detective Feldmann."
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Post by Shehrazad on Jul 31, 2009 0:10:10 GMT 1
Feldmann nodded slightly at Kasiya's response. "Could you then tell me exactly how you came across these remains?" "I have the feeling I'm missing something here." Anton interjected.
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Kasiya
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Post by Kasiya on Jul 31, 2009 21:34:56 GMT 1
Kasiya talks to Anton next. He doen't want to alienate his only ally, and figures Feldmann would get what he needed incidentally.
"The Children led me to their bones. They were being tormented by the one who murdered them. She kept them as trophies. They knew I would help them. I took the bones to return to their families and to stop what their muderer was doing."
Death is only the beginning Unless we are lucky.
He holds his hands out palms up, almost apologetically. "It's what I do." Kasiya doesn't want to seem obnoxiously proud of his achievements.
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