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Our Last Dance (RP)
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A lofty voice and the returning scent of smoke interrupted Amane, who frowned a bit as he stood up. "I suppose it's my turn to be grilled," the teen said, taking a second to don his hat and dust his waistcoat. "Can't say I'm looking forward to it, but oh well, might as well just get it done." He gave Ophelia a short bow, allowing his playful smirk to appear once more. "Don't worry," Amane added with a quick wink before he turned away, "I'll be back soon."
Muffled steps scattering a thin layer of dust, the young man opened the door and shut it softly, finding himself face to face with the older detective from earlier, who, from his expression, seemed to be taking personal offense from a book that he was rifling through as Amane walked in. "Hello. I was told it's my turn. I'm Amane Piedmont, eighteen, not related to the late Madame English by blood," he rattled off as he sat down, making sure to keep a good posture and solid eye contact with the detective.
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"The book looks pretty old," Amane continued, shifting his gaze to the novel. He raised an eyebrow. ""How to Get Away with Murder?" I can see why you'd want to find the owner," he said with a slight chuckle. "It's not a book I've ever owned, I can tell you that." The young man flipped through the book briefly. "Looks like a good read. But as far as I can tell, I think it's been in this room for a while. And it looks very well taken care of, if that means anything." Amane placed the book back down on the table and leaned back. "Honestly, my guess is as good as yours at this point."
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Amane gave the scrap of fabric on the desk a last glance before standing. "If that's all you have to ask, then that's really all the information I have." He nodded towards the cloth. "I think that could be a lead, if you can figure out who it belonged to or what piece of clothing it belonged to, but that's my only idea."
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About an hour later she shuts it. "Wow that was... graphic." she mutters. She stares at the shelf on her left. "So many interesting books." she thinks. Another one catches her eye. "This looks like it's been recently opened." she pulled it from it's cockeyed resting place on top the other books. "Human Biology and the study of wounds."
"Yikes, I bet that would be an interesting read for a killer. I'd better take them in whenever I get interrogated." she thinks, grabbing both books.
Agent Fallows, signing out~
Agent Fallows, signing out~

