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[Video/Action] First Tower Murder
[Every single night, Johnny would patrol the bubble and, specifically, check on his friends to make sure they were all safe. Sometimes he wouldn't go by the people he knew could take care of themselves if he were pressed for time, but there was one house he always checked on.
Last night, when Jacob's Cabin was dark, he didn't think much of it. There was nothing that seemed amiss and the man often wandered around, it seemed, so Johnny didn't even think twice about it.
It was the scent of blood that drew Johnny from his walk to his tavern. It was faint, at first, but as he walked it grew stronger...and more familiar. By the time he got to the opening of the alleyway, the vampire was a blur on the street. However, he stopped cold when he got to the body. His knees gave out beside the man and trembling hands reached out to touch the wounds, not caring about the blood that would get on him.
How? How had this happened? When? Who? Last night when Johnny thought everything was right with the world and didn't question Jacob's absence? There was nothing. The blood was stale, that gentle heart long since stilled, and the only scent in the alleyway was bleach...even that scent he'd come to love and associate with his father-figure had left the cold body.
Cold flooded him even as hot tears prickled his eyes and ran down his cheeks. The vampire took the man into his arms, not noticing the black-bordered card that slipped from the folds of the sheet Jacob's mutilated corpse was wrapped in.
Quietly, he reached for his SFC and turned it on, not bothering to hide his tears even as he let the venom and steel coat his voice.
When the video turned on, Johnny's murderous glare and Jacob's peaceful face could be seen. Just at the edge, the jagged and bloodied flesh of a slit throat was the only indication the peace was not caused by sleep.]
To those it may concern:
The man known as Jacob is dead.
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To whoever did this....?
Step forward now and I'll attempt to not rip your throat out with my teeth before you've had a chance to explain why you would end this man's life.
And then, afterwards, I will make it quick.
[His golden eyes flash dangerously.]
If you don't step forward within the hour, I will find you, and the one thing I can promise is that your death will be agonizing and slow.
[More tears escape his eyes as his rage begins to give way to grief and he cuts off the video.
The make-shift wall he'd built from rage and pain broke and grief flooded him, causing him to soak the once warm and supportive shoulder he would lean against. Brokenly, the vampire sobbed and cried out, the pain in his heart too much.
He knew, he knew this wasn't permanent. Jacob would be back....but that didn't matter. It didn't change the fact Johnny had failed the one person who mattered more than anything ever. He had failed his one Saving Grace.]
Last night, when Jacob's Cabin was dark, he didn't think much of it. There was nothing that seemed amiss and the man often wandered around, it seemed, so Johnny didn't even think twice about it.
It was the scent of blood that drew Johnny from his walk to his tavern. It was faint, at first, but as he walked it grew stronger...and more familiar. By the time he got to the opening of the alleyway, the vampire was a blur on the street. However, he stopped cold when he got to the body. His knees gave out beside the man and trembling hands reached out to touch the wounds, not caring about the blood that would get on him.
How? How had this happened? When? Who? Last night when Johnny thought everything was right with the world and didn't question Jacob's absence? There was nothing. The blood was stale, that gentle heart long since stilled, and the only scent in the alleyway was bleach...even that scent he'd come to love and associate with his father-figure had left the cold body.
Cold flooded him even as hot tears prickled his eyes and ran down his cheeks. The vampire took the man into his arms, not noticing the black-bordered card that slipped from the folds of the sheet Jacob's mutilated corpse was wrapped in.
Quietly, he reached for his SFC and turned it on, not bothering to hide his tears even as he let the venom and steel coat his voice.
When the video turned on, Johnny's murderous glare and Jacob's peaceful face could be seen. Just at the edge, the jagged and bloodied flesh of a slit throat was the only indication the peace was not caused by sleep.]
To those it may concern:
The man known as Jacob is dead.
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To whoever did this....?
Step forward now and I'll attempt to not rip your throat out with my teeth before you've had a chance to explain why you would end this man's life.
And then, afterwards, I will make it quick.
[His golden eyes flash dangerously.]
If you don't step forward within the hour, I will find you, and the one thing I can promise is that your death will be agonizing and slow.
[More tears escape his eyes as his rage begins to give way to grief and he cuts off the video.
The make-shift wall he'd built from rage and pain broke and grief flooded him, causing him to soak the once warm and supportive shoulder he would lean against. Brokenly, the vampire sobbed and cried out, the pain in his heart too much.
He knew, he knew this wasn't permanent. Jacob would be back....but that didn't matter. It didn't change the fact Johnny had failed the one person who mattered more than anything ever. He had failed his one Saving Grace.]
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Mister Rayflo...?
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...do you know him?
....Jacob...
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*who would want to kill that guy? Sure, he's annoying. And a little unsettling. But not worth the trouble.*
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After he's calmed down enough to speak, anyway.]
There's only one Jacob in this city.
[Oh, also, he doesn't really like you enough to be polite, either.]
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Although she felt horrible for the man - Jacob - as she's talked to him before, it's Johnny she's more worried about. The dead man isn't the one suffering right now.]
Johnny...
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I...I don't know what to do...
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The cornflakes are still crunchy when Sola bolts out of the apartment and takes the stairs three at a time, racing to the tavern and the side of his matesprit. He knows Jacob, he likes him, and how anyone could do that is beyond Sola but his first concern, his very first priority is Johnny.
He bursts in through the front door, panting and out of breath, looking around the dim tavern hall for the vampire.]
Johnny?!
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[Voice] and I keep spamming you into forever
...People going to keep dying here aren't they?
[Voice] I like spam all of the spam! <3
This place...is usually very safe. Sometimes...bad people do bad things...and it's up to us to make them never do it again.
[Voice] And she dies pfff
[Voice] Sobsobsob ;;
[Voice] Poor Bianca
[Voice] She doesn't deserve that |'D
[Voice] /horrible
[Voice] Yes, but that's okay <3
[Voice] <3
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...are there any specific methods to the murder itself? They must have left some kind of a trail.
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Apparently, a sharp knife was used on his throat and torso...after he got knocked out with some sort of chemical.
There was a card next to him.
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I'm sorry.
...please, try not to do anything dangerous finding the murderer on your own.
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His tears have dried, but his tone is even and empty. He nods at the condolence, but a harsh, slightly crazed, laugh escapes him at her request.]
This man....he meant more to me than the sun itself.
...I was supposed to protect him...
[That dangerous flash returns to his eyes but dies almost as quickly.]
As much as I don't like killing people...I think I can make an exception when it comes to whoever's responsible.
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I'll do my best to find the murderer, I promise.
But don't make things worse.
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'Make it worse?'
Ky....I've lost my angel. I failed to protect the one person I had to protect the most.
....Tell me, how are things supposed to get any worse?
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Did he have any enemies?
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No...I can't imagine anyone hating him. He never did anything.
[Johnny was fairly certain Jacob would apologize to a spider for stepping on it, how could anyone hate or want to kill someone like that?]
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He looks pretty shaken by even the small ammount of gore that can be seen, too, a hand over his mouth for a moment as the video turns on.]
Geez--! Who the hell coulda done somethin' like that?! 'sfucking barbaric...
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Dunno....a few days ago, I would have said no one in this bubble...but I guess I was wrong.
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Johnny... Johnny, I'm so sorry...
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Thanks. I...I just wish I knew who did it.
Or, more importantly, why...
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Gosh, Conan, rude.He's significantly calmer now thanks to a few people, but he still sounds low.]
You and me both.
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If you think you can work with nothing, then please..
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I'll take whatever help is offered.
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Something then catches his attention and he walks to the crime scene, his eyes fixed on the card now lying on the ground.]
Sir...
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His grip tightens a bit, as if he could protect the corpse in his arms still.]
...What do you want?
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I'll try to behave myself...
It's just hard to do when you've lost someone.
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Where are you? Let's search together.
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[But getting angry about it won't do anything...and maybe Serph could find something Johnny hadn't.]
Sorry....just a couple blocks from the entrance to the Lower District.
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[Twitch twich twitch. See that paranoia? As his man curls up into a ball onto the floor. Can't sleep going to die. Can't sleep going to die]