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[thewidewideworld]

Sinric comes down from the mountain, looking… whole. Certain. Confident.

He shakes the snow off his furs, shedding his coat and draping it over a chair. Tea and food appears with a note from the Bar. Sinric thanks her, entrusting a package to her before asking for paper and a pen. A moment later he pins a note to the noticeboard.

Seeking someone able to tan demon rabbit hide to leather.
Payment can be negotiated.

He settles by the fire to eat and toy with a small wooden flute.

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[fry_sandhu]

Sometimes, you have to take over a project from Dad. Fry had to have words with him earlier about basic evidence gathering.

Of course, when some arrogant perpetrator decides to commit a second crime, there's always a chance that they'll leave slightly more evidence.

So Fry this afternoon has a contraption set up - a shoebox on a table with 'Witness Box' written on it and a couple of tiny holes in it. In front of the box, he is displaying a picture he put together earlier.



Because you see, it's no good having an eyewitness say that they saw someone with a pink moustache. Anyone can put on a false moustache. What you really need is a line up. And Fry's got the impression from Dad that the real chap with the moustache is a nasty, bullying toe-rag. So he's done the next best thing: photoshopped some moustaches on people to see if his witness can pick out the right person.

"Take your time." he instructs the box. "At the moment you're our only lead."

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[heatherandsteel]

Not really OOM: Yamato and Quentin worry together and then find a little peace upstairs.