Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150412014212/@comment-25686329-20150618225840

((Me and Vintage are just wrapping up this story. We're going to be starting up a few new 'On the Case' threads here in a bit, and if you'd like, I'll make one for Sultan's case...?

Also Vintage, once this is finished, I'll start up the 'Letters to the Detectives' type thread as well.))

Ticktania blew out a measured, long exhale, bracing herself for her own recounting of the case. She knew full well that Minuette likely knew just as much as she did, but it was always good to recount it for documentation's sake.

"Now..."

"The inciting incident was, of course, the theft of the Gem. As we determined earlier, it was stolen by Pamela Pumkin-eater, the R.A. of Duchess's floor and  an absolutely rubbish criminal -- her plan, too straightforward, her evidence, far too frequent. She of course, had acess to the room at any given time, and I do beleive its safe to assume the taking of the gem was likely in the past few days, judging by the freshness of the scent."

"After exiting the room, we contacted Dexter, and discovered that the gem was inside the fall turkey from earlier. I confess, while I detected something was amiss, I did not fully realize that Pamela's... truly unfortunate odour was on the bird as well.

"Then came the shoe. We discovered that it belonged to James Horner, Son of Jack Horner, who was also the one that purchased the turkey. However, we determined his innocence fairly quickly, as you'll remember..."

She paused. Minuette's eyes were locked on her, and she was nodding at the appropriate junctures. Grimm, she loved doing this with her BFFA.

"He pointed us to where he had purchased the turkey, at which point we found another criminal -- and I cannot seem to remember his name -- desperately asking about which birds had been sold.

"He ran, yet we cornered him easily --" she glanced at Minuette. "... especially thanks to your... quickness of feet."

"He confessed that he was in cahoots with Pamela, intending to steal the gem. He panicked after the deed was done, and upon making his escape to bookend, he thrust the rock down the unfortunate turkey's opening, intending to buy that same turkey later. However, upon returning, he confused the birds and purchased the wrong one."

She was pacing, hands behind her back.

"We of course turned him in to Grimm, and that was that..."

She stopped abruptly. One huge glaring loose end had suddenly come to her mind.

"That only leaves the question of 'Who Jumped Horner"...?"

She sat back down, stare blank.

Oh, no... It couldn't be Him... or rather, she hoped it wasn't him. She thought he had retracted his reach in the troublemaker element and LONG time ago, and yet, there was the definitive signature that came with the more shadowy parts of this case...

No, she wouldn't tell Minuette about Trivium just yet.

She shook her head. "Oh, no matter. What's done is done. We've detained the true culprit, anyway..."

She sat back down, smiling at her friend.

"Now hand me that bag of caramels, dear Dancer."

THE END

((Thanks for RP-ing with me, Vinn! I have big plans in relation to the mysterious 'Trivium', so let's do it again soon. I'm cueing up a new thread here in a bit. See you there!))