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(Millitimed to before Teja's re-entrance)

Yrael spent all of last night and much of today in the woods, searching for what clues he could find. There are a number of scents, some familiar, some not. There are no remaining footprints, due to the drifting snow and his own actions at the scene of the crime. But there are scents.

Just nothing he can do right at this moment. Which is giving him time to slow down and think. And feel.

He doesn't want to. It aches, the loss. He has never had a friend taken away from him in this manner. Some have left the bar for good, yes, but it was of their own choice. Teja... he was taken. Yrael doesn't do well with this foreign kind of pain.

He's currently in one of the high-backed chairs by the fireplace, gazing unseeing at the flames. He has forgotten that he still wears his new, finely tailored suit. It is rather worse for wear, still stained with dried blood and dirt from the night before.

A half-full bottle of Atlantean sits on the table at his elbow.

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"Charlie..." Axel muses. "Don't think I've met him, but I've seen him around."

Hard to miss someone that regular, after all, and Axel spends a lot of time people-watching.

"They were out in the woods together, being in love, and they were attacked. I found them."

He's still in his dark-grey suit, spattered and stained with dried blood and dirt from the night spent in the woods.

Axel opens his mouth to say something, pauses, and frowns before continuing.

"--Wasn't Teja dead already?"

"Yes."

So Yrael hadn't expected to lose him.

"It just meant that his spirit was not there to be found and retrieved from Death, when I found his body."

"So what're you planning on doing about it?"

He knows Yrael's doing something.

"I am going to find out who did it, and I'm going to kill them," he says, plainly, his tone still leached by pain.

"But I cannot get any more information until Guppy has the results from his... post-mortem study of the body. I have what I uncovered, but it is not enough."

Axel shrugs a little; really, he can't make himself care about Teja's demise, except that it's putting Yrael in a bad place.

Yrael is not used to this sort of pain. He does not handle it well.

Another glass of Atlantean is consumed.

"Such things should not happen to my friends." And the people responsible should not be given a chance to make the same mistake twice. They should only be given a moment of time in which to regret their mistake, before being brought to an end.

"Most people feel that way about their friends," Axel says softly.

"I do not care for most people. They can go take a running leap over the Ratterlin Falls," Yrael growls, looking away, pain in his voice.

He is not good at grieving. He has no tears to shed.

"Those that are mine, though... they come and go as they please, but no one harms them. No one cuts them down."

Those that try are not given a second opportunity.

"...Don't sit over there alone," Axel finally says. He literally could not care less a bout Teja, but... Yrael's his friend. He very, very good friend.

Yrael sighs. It's unnecessary, but it is an accurate statement of Yrael's feelings right now.

Bringing the bottle with him, he eventually moves over to sit on the couch.

Axel makes room for his friend.

"Does that actually help?" he asks, nodding to the bottle.

"Not really."

He's burning up, even for him. "All it's giving me is the taste."

"What would help?" Axel asks. "Besides the obvious," he adds.

"To have Teja back, Charlie uninjured, and the murderer hanged to death by his own entrails," he says.

Hanged after having his eyes burnt out and tongue torn off and... well, let's just say Yrael is keeping a list.

"...Yeah, that'd be the obvious," Axel points out.

"I know that," Yrael says, roughly.

"But I can think of nothing else."

Axel looks away, staring at the fire a moment, uncertain what to say or do.

He doesn't like this.

Nor does Yrael.

"I will wait until I see those whose scents I found, and then I will question them, to see if I can determine with certainty who did it."

"Would a telepath help? Or clairvoyant?"

Hey, this is Milliways, right?

"A Remembrancer would help, certainly, but Lirael has wisely left the bar, months upon months ago."

"The only telepath I know is not here right now."

"Too bad."

Axel leans back, staring at the ceiling, and thinking.

"I... just have to be patient."

He was once good at it.

Axel flashes a brief grin at him.

"Could go find someone to tear up while you wait," he points out. "Activity will make time fly."

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