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[iustitiae]

Hello Cave-dwellers.

[Hadrielians? Hadrielites? Eh.]

I'm going to assume, since we have nothing better to do, that you've been paying attention to the wave of people offering up other people's junk. Praise be to our all knowing gods, airing everyone's dirty laundry all over the place or whatever.

[he pauses, quiet as he checks out the thing he's found.]

So this either belonged to a cop or someone with some really freaky tastes, but it appears to be a picture of an old dead guy hacked into pieces?

[this is fine this is absolutely FINE and not triggering in any way whatsoever to connor.]

In the interest of not traumatizing anyone, I'm not going to go flashing it all over the network but if you have reason to believe you're the lucky owner of some dead guy's photo, let me know.

Also - if this is some weird necrophilia kink, please, please keep that to yourself. I'm not usually here for kinkshaming, but that's pretty much where I draw the line.

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[64th]

Please tell me you're joking. [ she might be a killer but she can't really get behind chopping up a body and taking pictures of it. and keeping the pictures. ]

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[iustitiae]

I did kind of think of just burning it. [ he wishes he were joking too tbh ] But maybe it's evidence on an important case? I'm not going to tamper with it.

[ ha ha ha....tampering with evidence .... ]

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[64th]

Guess that case is gonna go unsolved. [ a pause. ] You really think it might be some creepy fetish thing? [ color her relieved that no one ever wanted to get their rocks off by cutting her up. ]

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[iustitiae]

Could be. Can you think of any other good reason someone is just keeping this around back home?

1/3?

[repelling]

[ At first, he doesn't assume. It isn't as though that wasn't memorable, it's that it's been almost two years. There are body parts and all kinds of weird people with who knew what kind of weird tastes and terrible stories.

He's just calling in for a dry comment, something about the seriously warped tastes at work, even if the Door is just an object or whatever -- ]

Some --

[ but he's thinking about it, what kind of sick freak would cut up an old man and take a picture -- ]

2/3

[repelling]

[ No. ]

[repelling]

[ No no no no no no no no no no no no no.

Never mind the awkward pause. Uryuu composes himself as he debates whether to hang up and text privately, or confirm, somehow, as if there's a chance, and isn't there, that wasn't his photo, though he'd last held it -- ]

-- k-kind of sordid raffle. You should -- be more specific. To. Help someone. Any... distinguishing features like facial hair.

[ Yeah, he should have hung up. Don't tell him the whole hacked up thing is plenty distinguishing, don't do it. ]

[iustitiae]

[i mean...he figured the being hacked up was indeed the distinguishing feature here. it takes him a minute to reply, though. the fact uryuu is just stuttering like that is fairly telling all on its own.

and while normally he'd just cajole him further, uryuu did do him a solid by saving his life the other day. so when he replies to him his words are harsh but his tone is less biting than it would be.]

The fact you're even considering that it could be yours is kind of telling. [beat] What's the deal?

1/2

[repelling]

[ He responds too quickly, snapping it. Probably also telling. ]

I'm not considering that. I'm just trying to help.

private; text;

[repelling]

It's not that it would be mine. Can you send a picture?

[ Why text?

If it's that photo, he's afraid of what his face will do. ]

[video]

[dogsanddaughters]

[Miriam makes a face.]

Eww.

[A pause.]

How many pieces?

[video]

[iustitiae]

[connor makes a face. it's a lot harder not to play it cool when his expression betrays more on video but here he is anyway.]

I didn't count them. I'm not trying to make a habit of studying this thing.

[video]

[dogsanddaughters]

Then why didn't you throw it away or something?

If you're gonna look, you might as well get it right.

[video]

[iustitiae]

[this sounds exactly like something annalise would say. he frowns. but this girl isn't his boss/teacher and he doesn't have to take this from her]

Why, is it yours?

[video]

[infinite1up]

[At least somebody thinks it's amusing around here, judging by his expression.]

It's not me, is it?

[video]

[purpleknee]

Please let it be him.

[#helping]

[video]

[iustitiae]

Is there anyone in this place you like?

[video]

[iustitiae]

[connor eyes the picture, though all that's visible to the camera now that he's reluctantly matched form here is the back of it.]

Pretty sure this guy didn't look anything like you though it's admittedly pretty hard to tell. [beat] Why did you die a horrible death before you got to this cave hell?

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[infinite1up]

Oh more than a few. I can't recall being hacked into pieces recently, but I could be forgetting a couple.

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[skelebro]

[Heyo Connor, it's your friend, One Of The Two Skeletons Hadriel Has. He's also been having a ball collecting pages that may or may not have mind-breaking properties? So that's Fun.]

You find anything that looks like a page written in weird symbols?

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[iustitiae]

[oh yes hello skeleton friend. the great comic sans, he remembers you well.]

Not unless the weird symbols are a dead guy that's all I've found.

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[skelebro]

[All to the good, especially because Sans is indeed a comic.

No really, he does stand-up over at Delight's Bar sometime. It's fantastic, though people still don't quite to thank him in the way he knows they really ought to. They're supposed to throw money, not food, and they're supposed to put it in the hat, not in his eyesockets.]

They've kinda ended up everywhere. If you find any, uh...

Maybe don't bother with 'em.

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[fulminants]

[ johnny grimaces. ]

Ugh, just burn it. I'll even help you with that.

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[iustitiae]

I don't know. Someone might really want it back - far be it from me to separate them from whatever this means to them.

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[fulminants]

Maybe you should hand it back to that someone with a ten foot pole.

That's an acceptable distance for someone who likes that kind of thing, right?