[ One would think that after his time in Barovia, Adrian would know when to leave well enough alone. One would be wrong. To know that a person has died in such a brutal way, with no one to care how or why it happened... It's tiresome. Callous. As if even here, life is worth nothing.
While he doesn't suspect that there's some supernatural cause, he does at least want to understand and ensure that these incidents don't look as if they'll spread. He's being careful, at least for now, until he knows whether it makes any sense to trouble Fern to join him.
He starts at the bowling alley, and people are... surprisingly forthcoming, in that they see the murder as little more than idle gossip, and are happy to divulge. A very tall woman with a high ponytail and a leather jacket even tells him that she dated Billy once — and that he isn't worth the time.
Adrian is just turning to head out toward the barbershop when a man walks into him, knocking him back into another, larger man, who releases his bowling ball into the gutter with a string of curses. His friend cackles. So much for your perfect game, Al. That'll be 100 joolies.
Before Adrian can orient himself again, 'Al' has lifted him up by the collar of his shirt with one meaty hand while the other — a mechanical arm — begins to rearrange itself into what Adrian can only assume is some kind of weapon.
Maybe I can sell this fancy little twerp for parts.
Adrian would object to the designation of fancy little twerp, but he can't breathe around that grip choking him out. He claws ineffectively at an arm that has a truly impractical volume of muscle. ]
eliot - bowling ball murder
While he doesn't suspect that there's some supernatural cause, he does at least want to understand and ensure that these incidents don't look as if they'll spread. He's being careful, at least for now, until he knows whether it makes any sense to trouble Fern to join him.
He starts at the bowling alley, and people are... surprisingly forthcoming, in that they see the murder as little more than idle gossip, and are happy to divulge. A very tall woman with a high ponytail and a leather jacket even tells him that she dated Billy once — and that he isn't worth the time.
Adrian is just turning to head out toward the barbershop when a man walks into him, knocking him back into another, larger man, who releases his bowling ball into the gutter with a string of curses. His friend cackles. So much for your perfect game, Al. That'll be 100 joolies.
Before Adrian can orient himself again, 'Al' has lifted him up by the collar of his shirt with one meaty hand while the other — a mechanical arm — begins to rearrange itself into what Adrian can only assume is some kind of weapon.
Maybe I can sell this fancy little twerp for parts.
Adrian would object to the designation of fancy little twerp, but he can't breathe around that grip choking him out. He claws ineffectively at an arm that has a truly impractical volume of muscle. ]