[ OPEN ] OH. What's Occuring?

[holmes_fanatic]

Who: Your local forensics department, hospital staff, curious bystanders, others.
What: Scenario A: A regular day in the office (during a musical curse) | B: Out on the job.
When: A: Day 84 morning | B: Day 84 afternoon
Where: A: The forensics department office, third floor of the hospital attached to the laboratory. | An alleyway around a manhole in Odin district, close to the wall and the border with Thor.
Rating: PG13 for possible grisly details.

[two scenarios! I will post a scene-setting comment for both of them, please reply below the comment of the scenario you're taking part in, even if you're not replying directly to Conan. Thank you!

By the way, I encourage Forensics people to reply to both parts of the post, thread jack and jump around -- this is to get an idea of how our characters interact in their daily working lives! /o/]

Comments

[writeswrongs]

Or so she thought. An acquaintance wouldn't really know the inner workings of someone's life. Plus, everyone had secrets.

"Did anyone report him missing?"

"I believe our boss called after he missed two shifts in a row."

[extraordinarymuse]

That was interesting, Kate noted. There was no one to call into, so the fact this native thought her boss called him in meant that it was possible the boss knew something else.

There was also the possibility that she was just confused. By bringing color to the city, they had been giving life, personalities, to the natives. For some, the transition was simple, but through her interviews she's found that others have been caught in the limbo between having color and being grey.

"And you don't remember seeing anyone leave with him that night?"

She shook her head. Kate smiles and nodded. "Thank you for your time. Can I possibly get some contact information in case I have any more questions?"