Oh, unholy beast of the night, I pray the power of the gospels onto yoouuuu....~
( Spitting on the ground )
Ain't my place, just don't make me find yer killer.
Oh, unholy beast of the night, I pray the power of the gospels onto yoouuuu....~
( Spitting on the ground )
Ain't my place, just don't make me find yer killer.
You know what? It isn't my place to judge.
Oh, unholy beast of the night, I pray the power of the gospels onto yoouuuu....~
( Spitting on the ground )
Ain't my place, just don't make me find yer killer.
We could be on the same trail, but its hard to tell... I'd be willing to share anything except my clients names with ya. "
That of course, she had to keep hush hush.
Not this time.
"... Yeah, somethin' like that. Had to identify a body where the gut was eaten up and the face and eyes had been picked clean to the bone.
Not, uh. The easiest thing on the stomach first thing in the mornin'."
" Crows? I've made no meaningful connection to them, suppose I've noted the occasional presents of them at scenes.
You're guy brutal? Like could be mistaken for a bear mauling? "
We could be on the same trail, but its hard to tell... I'd be willing to share anything except my clients names with ya. "
That of course, she had to keep hush hush.
You know what? It isn't my place to judge.
Thinking is exciting, I mean look around you; Everything man made started as a thought.
You know what? It isn't my place to judge.
" Crows? I've made no meaningful connection to them, suppose I've noted the occasional presents of them at scenes.
You're guy brutal? Like could be mistaken for a bear mauling? "
"... They wouldn't happen to have an affiliation with crows, would they?"
Private Detective specifically, I specialize in misattributed murder cases. On the trails of a serial killer now. "
Local police, she'd tell to shove it. But a Sheriff from out of town? That could be trusted to share a bit with. That's how Lyra saw it.
" Crows? I've made no meaningful connection to them, suppose I've noted the occasional presents of them at scenes.
You're guy brutal? Like could be mistaken for a bear mauling? "
Thinking is exciting, I mean look around you; Everything man made started as a thought.
Thinking is exciting, I mean look around you; Everything man made started as a thought.
Private Detective specifically, I specialize in misattributed murder cases. On the trails of a serial killer now. "
Local police, she'd tell to shove it. But a Sheriff from out of town? That could be trusted to share a bit with. That's how Lyra saw it.
"But close enough. My turn: obsessive attention to detail, smokes cheap cigarettes, humble life style, and gives a damn enough about a person to give a hand out, even if it is small." 》
" Am I close? "
Private Detective specifically, I specialize in misattributed murder cases. On the trails of a serial killer now. "
Local police, she'd tell to shove it. But a Sheriff from out of town? That could be trusted to share a bit with. That's how Lyra saw it.
Ugly dude turns into uglier wolf.
I'm calling you pretty in a backwards way.
I'd love to piece this together so humor me; Outback in appearance, so not from the city... doing a long ranger style investigation— salary position.
Personal vendetta. The jobs a bit harder... what is country but salary; Law enforcement comes to mind I suppose, Captain? "
She rubs her eyes again, letting the cigarette sit otherwise undisturbed between her lips.
"Jokes aside, a nice, long shower does sound pretty good. May have to sequester the 》
So I've got a shower in mine. "
Sarcasm of course, but she followed suit. Breathing in the smoke roughly, allowing it to loosely leak from her nose.
" Nightstand had a plug luckily. "
I'd love to piece this together so humor me; Outback in appearance, so not from the city... doing a long ranger style investigation— salary position.
Personal vendetta. The jobs a bit harder... what is country but salary; Law enforcement comes to mind I suppose, Captain? "
Ugly dude turns into uglier wolf.
I'm calling you pretty in a backwards way.
I'm used to being the only weirdo around.
I knew werewolves were real— But I expected more 1940s classic.
Ugly dude turns into uglier wolf.
I'm calling you pretty in a backwards way.
I'm used to being the only weirdo around.
I knew werewolves were real— But I expected more 1940s classic.
Weirder then a toy shoved in your ass? Yes.
I'm used to being the only weirdo around.
I knew werewolves were real— But I expected more 1940s classic.
Weirder then a toy shoved in your ass? Yes.
But— Yeah, I think that is how the saying goes.
Weirder then a toy shoved in your ass? Yes.
But— Yeah, I think that is how the saying goes.
That's not how that saying goes, is it?
You frequently talk to people assuming they have something lodged in their ass?
Yes—
Lets move past this.
But— Yeah, I think that is how the saying goes.
Yes—
Lets move past this.
Ohshit—
... I didn't assume the tail was real.
Yes—
Lets move past this.
Ohshit—
... I didn't assume the tail was real.
I just like a good hot dog.
Ohshit—
... I didn't assume the tail was real.
I just like a good hot dog.
I just like a good hot dog.
So I've got a shower in mine. "
Sarcasm of course, but she followed suit. Breathing in the smoke roughly, allowing it to loosely leak from her nose.
" Nightstand had a plug luckily. "
She took a deep breath in through her mouth, burning away some of the cigarette, then breathed out through her nose a plume of smoke.
Hard jobs will do that for you. I've been in the same case for almost a year now. I just moved a coffee maker into my hotel room. "
Watching her, she'd nod along taking out her own chunky old lighter to light her own cigarette between her lips.
So I've got a shower in mine. "
Sarcasm of course, but she followed suit. Breathing in the smoke roughly, allowing it to loosely leak from her nose.
" Nightstand had a plug luckily. "
Rare, but not unwelcomed.
Rare, but not unwelcomed.
Hard jobs will do that for you. I've been in the same case for almost a year now. I just moved a coffee maker into my hotel room. "
Watching her, she'd nod along taking out her own chunky old lighter to light her own cigarette between her lips.
'Preciate you."
She takes it, fishes for a match in her pocket, strikes it in her boot, and lights the cigarette between her lips.
Need a smoke? "
Offering her one out of a super cheap pack of cigerettes.
Hard jobs will do that for you. I've been in the same case for almost a year now. I just moved a coffee maker into my hotel room. "
Watching her, she'd nod along taking out her own chunky old lighter to light her own cigarette between her lips.
Need a smoke? "
Offering her one out of a super cheap pack of cigerettes.
It doesn't.
Need a smoke? "
Offering her one out of a super cheap pack of cigerettes.