[The Quay] An inside look

by **Fallon** on September 26th, 2014, 2:39 pm

3rd Autumn 514 AV

Fallon crinkled her nose with disgust. It was an unusual request, and one that sent her skin crawling as she thought about it. Lips pursed into a line, her eyes looking up from the written form and to the courier that stood opposite her. But it was an investigation request, sort of. Her mouth opened, a gentle lean in her office chair back as she looked upon the fine text - by Sunberth standards - and then the slacked jaw shut once more. There was a sniff, lips pursing briefly before she spoke, "I suppose I don't have much of a choice do I in this case?" She watched the lad shrug, and with a sigh she flipped a silver at him, "Go tell the Ma'am that I'll investigate this... body. Hey, not so fast. Got another job for you first lad."

Pulling out the writing equipment, she smoothed out the parchment and become the process of gently composing a letter. It was far from neat handwriting, but it was one that was still largely legible - if not for the occasional ink splodge at the edge. Cheeks gave a puff, a cock of the head to one side as she mouthed the words. She had heard words a particular individual in the city, and now she would now see if it was indeed true. Of course, not without some subtlety of her own identity.

Dear Ms S'Essy,

Whilst I mean no cause of alarm, it has recently come to my attention that you are presently residing in the city of Sunberth, thus must extend some belated pleasant greetings and welcome you to the city of anarchy and chaos. I hope that the locals have not been too much of a trouble to you and that you have not been separated from your possession on too many occasions.

Upon my understanding, you are one of some competent medical knowledge and that of the anatomy, and so I would here by like to invite you personally - with or without additional company - to assist me in such a manner. I will be upfront with you, the assistance is not among the living, but is instead among the dead. I am required to put forth my services to study a recently demised for answers in an investigation case, but find myself sorely lacking in some skills necessary to truly understand the cause of death. Which is why I have approached you.

Would you be at all willing to offer your skills in the dissection and analysis of a human body this early afternoon at the Quay? Even if it is even from a more learning aspect. The necessary equipment will be supplied and if so desired, given in compensation for your time and skills. I hope this will suffice if you are so inclined to join in such a study.

Yours Sincerely

Bitzer Redwulf,
Investigator of the SWI

Sighing, Fallon lowered the quill and rubbed the bare skin of her right hand. The inner of her palm gave a stiffened ache, her tendons tensing as she massaged it out. With a small grunt she proceeded to fold the letter up, and sealed it shut with a drop of heated red wax - she had yet to acquire a signet. With a single blow upon the surface she addressed it, and summoned forth further coin to the lad, "Here's the deal. Another silver. Now, I want you to firstly go to the madam, have the body sent here. I then want you to deliver this... then get the following." She handed him a smaller list then and a further coin. "If you don't come back by the early afternoon with what I want, I will hunt you down, I will find you, and I will..." The boy violently nodded and took the letter from her without a second thought. Fallon chirped, "Good! Now off you go!"

by **S'Essy** on September 26th, 2014, 4:40 pm

S'Essy had a crazy night, another nightmare about Sunberth. She only felt safe if Markus was with her but she couldn't ask him to go around her all the time. She just got paranoid but she tried to not go crazy. She was meditating in her room and tried to rest in the bath, not Laviku's domain but it was still good enough for her. She was alone in the room again. But it was time to get out of town and see if she could do something. Some people needed her help still and she couldn't refuse that. She had to help from the shadows and carefully.

She got her cloak on and underneath that she put her pouch of money. Not all of them. She put 300 gold rimmed miza there, she was careful with money now, she had to learn that the hard way. Also she couldn't forgot to put on her bandanna, to hide her Rak'keli mark on her forehead. This was just more stupid but she got used to it by now. If she could help this way, then her goddess would understand. She had to have faith that she would. She was going out of her room when a boy bumped into her.

"Are you S'Essy?" He asked suddenly. S'Essy was surprised. How did he... what? She just nodded slowly and was ready. But instead of an attack he gave her a letter. "Read it, and don't talk about it to anyone, for your sake and mine!" She nodded again and read the letter. A job offer? But how did this person know her? And was it safe at all to go alone? She had to take her chances. "Where is this Quay place?" asked the Konti and the boy quickly explained to her. "Thank you... Good day." And with that the boy ran away.

She also checked the list she was given. Two kits, total cost is 250 GM. Going to the redwulf's lair. Interesting, that was a kind of an adventure. But she was always waiting for things like that in Mura. Why was she so afraid now? She just let out a little smile and took the letter away, not that she could use it for much. She just had to wait several bells.

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It was finally afternoon, around the 15th bell. She was heading toward the Quay, which was close to the Ocean. It was already somewhat appealing. Also opportunity to get some anatomy knowledge, could help her medicine knowledge. She arrived to the big wall and the gate. It seemed well protected. She entered and already noticed the docks and a large building. The place she was invited most probably.

The Konti headed over there and entered the building. She was at the Entrance room. She was quite impressed, it wasn't as bad as she thought, let her guards down a bit. Maybe she should be alerted but she was impressed by the look of the place. Warmer and cozier than she expected it to be. "Maybe it won't be bad as I expected it to be." She said silently under her breath.

by **Fallon** on September 29th, 2014, 7:04 pm

There was a long sigh as the courier escaped the holdings of the Quay, and with that Fallon was sent to the mindset of work. There was the lean back within her chair, the bared hands momentarily drumming against the desk surface before she finally - and reluctantly - begun to make a move. Space had to be cleared, the back room had to be set up ready to purify and cleanse all sorts of tools that may come to hand. Water, fire, heat, easy access in which to work upon. A large surface space was also needed and so Fallon shifted herself to the second common room and into the private residence of the Quay. Surely Zandelia would understand, right?

Swinging and pushing open the large rear doors - and setting the view out across the docks and ocean - Fallon got to work. The large table was dragged across to the rear of the room, positioned ready and one of the wooden benches brought across to have various implements and objects put upon. The fire pit and the copper chimney in the centre of the room received her attention next. Wood, tinder and scraps of paper were gently and neatly piled on and smoothed out. And it was with a clap of her bare hands she focused.

Flesh rubbed, a deep inhale inwards as she plucked upon her djed and thought of the creation of res. It came as a slow, sticky smear, the damp sensation prickling against her skin as she pulled. Her innards gave a tremble, a forced focus through the sense of nausea that begun the slow creep up. Teeth gave a clench, an exhale as she slowly pushed the res out through her palms - it was her point of focus in this case. A small ball, a droplet really, of res. Her orbs focused down onto it, another deep inhale as she peeled it away from the skin. The hand gave a tremble, watching the droplet hover a mere inch above the skin. Channel, concentrate, a deep breath as she guided both hand and res closer to the tinder. She let the gel substance rest upon it then and continued her careful focus.

Lips were wetted, a glance upwards to the closed doors that lead onto the entrance room, and then back down - she was safe as far as she was aware. Another deep inhale, she brought the flickering of the imagination to the forefront of her mind. Fire. Light. Ignition. The words flickered and burned brightly into her mind, a hiss as she clicked the fingers with her left hand - if anything to assist as a prompt. She gave a mutter, "Ignite, burn, alight, fire, Vaknui."

A surge, the res popped into flame and fell beyond her control. Fire licked across the tinder in a crackling hiss, and Fallon pulled away. It needed no encouragement after that, and so the woman pulled away, pushing back her hair and taking a pace around the room and out the back. It was in the fresh air, a gathering of her senses that she looked to the gate. The courier was returning with the listed of equipment she had ordered, as requested with the jingling of change upon his person. Beyond that she could see the shifting shape of a small horse and cart taking in the body. A deep inhale, the fingers massaged at her throat as the pulse flared and calmed. There was a point as she gestured to around the back, and the clip clop of hooves sounded out in between.

Going back round to the front as the body was brought in, Fallon took the kits from the courier and sent him on his way. Surgeon's tools was one thing, as was the necessary materials for healing - there was only a few steps back into the private room as she watched the body be gently laid out upon the cloth covered table and a few respectful nods. She tried to not look at it properly, even with the attempted modesty that was given by draping a thin blanket over the nude dead woman below. The kits were placed down, the sleeves of her shirt rolled up as she made the move once more - it was just the waiting game now it seemed. And it was perhaps for once that Fallon was grateful it was not a long wait. The clink when the door was opened, the padding of a second set of steps. There was a rise up as she walked back into the entrance room, chin held high, the hair and fringe being swept backwards.

Through the haze of memory she focused, but also worked to maintain that professional air. A small, polite incline of the head to S'Essy, the neutral mask smothering her expression. The right hand came out, the smallest of curls and smiles being given, "Ma'am S'Essy I presume?" The right hand was offered forward to shake, the gentle plucking of energy once more within herself as she focused - Trust me. Please. - "Pleasure to make your acquaintance officially. I am Bitzer Redwulf, I take it you found the Quay easily then?" A pause, she then turned and gestured to the common room and the space that had been neatly set up, "Please, this way if you do not mind. The study of today is on the table there, I will just get the written information on her that I do have. The tools are all laid out ready for your use. So... in your own time, shall we?"

receipt :

by **S'Essy** on October 1st, 2014, 12:03 pm

She was just looking all around the room, not taking any step further or back in the room. Only waiting for the letter's writer. And there she was, a woman. A woman who looked a bit familiar to the Konti. She was looking at her but she couldn't remember any name. Her eyes,there was something in there. Maybe she just saw her at the streets, she didn't bother staring at her , it would be too rude. She just offered her right hand also and shook hers gently. "Yes Ma'am S'Essy, also known as S'Essy. Really dear, just call me S'Essy." She was smiling confidently.

In the wolf's lair, it was interesting. "The pleasure is mine, it's good to get a letter because my help is needed." She answered. "And yes, your messenger told me, Bitzer." She couldn't get any information about this place or about her, she just had to assume they weren't about to kidnap her. Would have they send a letter just to capture her? She didn't know, she just had to be careful about this. Although she tried not to assume the worst. No judging.

She nodded and followed Bitzer to the common room. Everything seemed to be ready, clean and organized. They walked to the table, which had something on it. It was covered by a sheen. She also checked the tools she got. Surgeon's kit and healer's kit. She was thinking to buy them from her, but first she had to done what she'll be asked. Surely she wouldn't use the healer's kit today, not much at least.

She checked the surgeon's kit. Scalpel, mirror, scissors and so on. She was putting them next to each other. Then the Healer put down her cloak and also took off her bandanna. She guessed Bitzer already knew. Her attention went to the table. She grabbed the sheen and pulled it off from the body. There was the corpse, lying on the table. Pale. Dead. "I guess you didn't want me to heal her. What do you wish me to do with it?" Her expressions were serious and her eyes was focusing on the dead. She had never done this, though she knew Gilia Medical Center had such a place too.

by **Fallon** on October 2nd, 2014, 8:52 pm

There was only the pull of lips up into a curl as S'Essy introduced herself. The green-blue orbs flickered, a careful scan up and down as she took the features in, memorising, linking up, her brow creasing as she focused. No, she knew that face, she knew the name and the fact the woman proved to be a Konti only made it more the likely. Eyes blinked and followed after, the smallest tilt of the head before she retreated to the office and gathered the few notes she had - little more than the small personal details really. Papers tucked under one arm, she looked as the Konti begun her slow pace around the room and inspection of the tools at hand.

It was as the sheet on the corpse was pulled back that Fallon begun to read what few notes she had. It was dryly she spoke, "Well, if you could bring back the dead that would be useful for my job. Certainly means I'd be able to easily gain information..." There was a nonchalant shrug as she stepped round the other side of the table, her eyes looking the dead woman up and down. It was clear where she had been killed, the large clean slit from sternum to navel was the tell tale point. Fallon's cheeks puffed, and her mind flickered to where she had last stored the malt drink - she would need something stiff to drink later she mused.

There was a curl of the page as she looked upon the scribbled notes, her eyes narrowing down as she considered them, "Her mother claimed she was murdered. And we've been asked to work out what killed her or how, by both parent and... manager. There is reason behind this however," Fallon gave a lean down, nostrils flaring as she pulled away. There was a snort, the pale skin of death being slightly disturbing to say the least. But, it was her job to do and so she would do it regardless, "Well, let's say it is a job. An investigation request to find some links between things. That enough of an answer?"

"You, however, need to help me find out what it was," she squinted at the papers then, "Found her dead in an alleyway, great start. Worked in one of the brothels..." Her finger traced the line, "So, a prostitute. Not the first by all accounts. Found another one of their lasses in a similar sorry state..." Fallon clicked her tongue then, and gave a gesture down to the corpse, "The other one apparently had things missing. Didn't specify what though. All yours though. Give that a check and do other... doctor-esque stuff. I'll supervise. Not my forte."

by **S'Essy** on October 5th, 2014, 3:57 pm

She was keep nodding as Bitzer answered to her. "So it would be for me as well. But if Death claimed them, then there's nothing I can do." She said the obvious as she was still staring at the pale woman's body. She couldn't believe she would do such a thing. She was somehow excited for it, she always wanted to do it. She could finally get some more knowledge and it probably would help her medical knowledge. Funny. Inspecting a dead people would help curing the living.

Her attention went back to Bitzer, as she was reading her notes. Perhaps the girl was murdered, as the mother claimed. S'Essy could see some scratches and bruises on the skin but nothing too fatal which could really kill her. There was a massive slit however. She was wondering but she had to inspect it to know better either way. She was waiting for this moment. She could help and she could learn at the same time. "More than enough. I'm up for the challenge. I have never worked with the dead as I thought it is out of my perspective. Though I was wrong. "

So she had to find the reason why she died. Was it really a murderer? It pointed out that it was. Found dead in an alleyway, those bruises. Though she was a prostitute. Maybe she caught something there. What came next interested her even more. They found another one in a similar state. That changed everything, a murderer killing girls in the brothel. "Hmm." The other one also had things missing. She chuckled at the comment "doctor-esque stuff". She gave a sigh. "Fine, fine I'll do those... doctor-esque stuff. If you feel ill by the view or maybe the smell just go out. I can still heal the living."

Said the Konti and with that all of her focus went back to the corpse in front of her. She ignored who or what was around her, it was her and dead on this table. Unfortunately she didn't have any gloves around her. "Just one more favor, can I get a bowl of water and some kind of towel please? I would appric...aprrica.. Bleeh. Again. I would appreciate it." Darn her Common. It took her a bit. She stepped closer and grabbed the scalpel, starting the process.

She didn't know where to start but she picked the biggest area, her chest and abdomen. The slit helped a little but she wanted it to be more vertical. She pressed her scalpel between her breast and pulled it down carefully, making only a line till the navel. She had the mark where she wanted cut it. She took the scalpel back to the starting place and this time she actually started to press it hard against the skin, cutting it and was pulling it down and down. She had to put some strength there.

She repeated the process so she could surely open it up. She took down her "knife" next to the corpse. She started started to peel off the skin from the body. She could already see the reddish hue. But she could also find some yellow things. It was a bit hard, she had to use her scalpel to properly open up her chest. With her finger she was poking the yellow thing. Not strong, a bit soft. Must be the fat of the body. She couldn't use it much, so she cut it off from the skin.

by **Fallon** on October 11th, 2014, 11:47 am

Fallon slid her way around the room, disappearing briefly to locate a container to hold water as she shifted. Gentle steps, the notes were place down upon an empty surface as she moved and managed to claim a bowl. It was from there she disappeared briefly from the room to locate the old water pump, filled it and returned. All the while there was little more than silence and the occasional curious glance as she moved around. At least, until the woman begun the true cutting and exploration of the body.

Gently placing the bowl above the fire flames, she waited for it to boil as she took the lean back the green blue orbs flickering up and down as she tried to keep herself composed. Part of her felt uncomfortable, the inner grabbing of nausea as she watched the dead so quietly carved. The pale skin and slow decaying stench reminded her of the nuit, their sagging flesh that wasted away with time, the cold digits that came with them. Part of her internally shuddered at that. Though, at the same time reason dictated that she should not allow herself to scum to such sensations. She was once a mercenary, and now a warrior who had time and time again killed those who looked to bring harm. But the niggling told her that was simply the act of killing, not the dealing of the dead. She would not be completely vulnerable to the sensations.

There was a gnaw upon her finger, a suck in of the air and a rough exhale as she finally gained some level of composure. Her eyes gave a drift away from the peeling back of the skin and up to the face, her head cocking to one side as she gave a small lean down to inspect what she had spied. Whilst she did not touch, there was a small point as she let her eyes follow the finger tip down from the jaw and across to the throat. Dark, pressing; her eyes gave a narrow, following the faint out lined shape that traced it before she pulled away frowning - she did not know enough about the body to make a comment.

Another step around, she snapped her gaze to the bucket of water and removed it from the heat, disappearing once more briefly to acquire a towel and soap from the bathing room before placing it upon an empty bench, ready to be used as needed with the warmed water, "Well, there is warm water and soap when you needed it. I... how does it look? Your thoughts even." She tilted her head to one side, and looked back at the notes she had been supplied with, "Anything missing? I mean apparently the other one's... I think that say's liver. Kind of grim. I... don't know organs even if they were thrust at me. I mean, maybe the heart but that's about it. No, don't show me. I don't want to look at someone's innards."

Shaking her head she gave a step around, a chew upon the lip as she stood at the feet of the dead and looked up the length of the body. Even in death there seemed to be little peace to the body, the nicks and scratches here and there from life, but the disturbing factor right now was the face. Something was not right about it, it made her feel chilled to say the least. Clearing her throat, she forced her gaze down to look at the papers, slowly mumbling to herself, "Check for organs, work out cause of death..." She looked up at the woman's throat once more eyes narrowing as she tried to work out what she was looking at, "How do the insides look? I mean, does that look like a stab and it's been twisted?"

by **S'Essy** on October 12th, 2014, 6:51 pm

S'Essy was continuing peeling off the skin from the lower parts of the body. To the stomach area. She found much more fat there. She didn't know if it was abnormal or not, she guessed not, but she still couldn't use it. She was cutting them off, one by one, while Bitzer went out, bringing the things she asked for. She was busy cutting off the yellow squishy stuff. She just wished the water would be here soon, she wanted to wash her hands. Not like she would be disgusted but it would be better for her comfort feeling.

Though dissecting a body was not about comfort. When she finally finished it, she could focus on her focus. Dark red. Almost similar to blood's color but it wasn't the same. Her eyes was wandering back and forth. She wished she would know anatomy better, all she could do was assuming. The muscles were wounded also. Must be that slit she had seen on the skin. Aside from that she didn't notice anything out of ordinary. She could continue on.

She grabbed the scalpel and cut through the muscle. She made a thin line on it, so she could see where she wanted to do it. When she was ready, she put it back and pushed the blade through that layer, till she found something solid. Must be something else. Solid. Must be a bone. Her other hand was also on the muscle, on the line she made. That was a fatal mistake, as she was hardly pulling the scalpel through the muscle, she pulled it too hard and her finger. She made herself quite a wound. she pulled her hand right away, as the pain alerted her. She also left scalpel inside the muscle.

"Oh you little...." She nearly started to swear in Kontinese, but she bit her lips slightly, forming a fist with her left hand, covering her index finger. She closed her eyes and healed it with her power. The pain vanished right away and she checked her finger. She could close it, only a red line remained, which would disappear by the next day. She had to be careful, that scalpel was dangerous.

When Bitzer finally returned. "Thank you." Said the Konti as she washed her hand the moment, her employer put down the bucket of water. It was better. She used the towel and returned to the table. She chuckled a bit at Bitzer's disgust. "I didn't notice anything unusual, I couldn't check the organs yet though. I need to cut through the muscle. It was wounded, but so was the skin. " She said and continued cutting the muscle.

It was hard, like the scalpel didn't wanna cut, but she was cutting as hard as she could. "I'm serious, if you are not into these stuff, please don't look too much. I don't wanna make you sick, but again. If you don't feel right, go out and I can take care of you if it's serious." She didn't really look at the other woman. She was busy cutting through the muscle. When she had finally done it, she had to peel it off as well.

Or she thought. It wasn't that simple. She put the scalpel away and was wondering how to do it. She checked her other tools. Scissors. There was a small one, slightly rounded. She tried to use that. She hadn't much luck with the chest area. The muscle was attached to the ribs too tight. She tried with the abdomen area. She needed to cut some more through, she had to realize that. She closed the scissors and stabbed her with it. Started to cut like that, to make a gap.

After much work, she could put the muscles away from the abdomen area and she saw the stomach and little of the guts. She should have continue peeled off the skin from below also. She was talking to herself. "Yeah, that's the stomach and from there, I see the guts. Also next to the stomach a big organ." She was wondering what was it. Kidney? Liver? "No Kidney would have to be more down so it could connect to the... hmm." She was thinking loudly. Then she turned to Bitzer. "You don't have to be have a book about these kind of stuff do you? It doesn't matter if no." Then she turned back, pondering. "Maybe I should make notes to myself. Or draw. But I think that's the liver. Oh yes." Then she realized she should check the organs if anything seemed out of place. Aside from that she scratched the liver. She had to be more careful next time.

OOCI leave it to you, if there is anything wrong with them, I don't wanna assume that much. Also I don't know what you want to do with it, but I don't want this to be perfect, since it's her first time, hope you don't mind! If yes, pm me!

by **Fallon** on October 19th, 2014, 10:35 am

Fallon felt ill. Or perhaps more over she was beginning to adopt the pale and pasty sheen that came about to the queasy. Whilst the faint flicker of fire and burning wood dulled the scent of decaying flesh, to watch the process itself left little more than a firm knot within her stomach. Her innards gave a twist, contracting and cramping in response, before she snapped her head and attention away. Nausea was the next sensation, and so the woman took the opportunity to sway away and place herself just out of the immediate viewing of what was going on. Barely a mumble escaped as she took a perch down upon one of the far benches, "I'm just going to stay over here now."

She fixed her gaze upon the notes once more, the words blurring together as the all too vivid images played around in her head. There was a grimace, a clench as knuckles whitened and the sounds of simple carving into a human's flesh begun the steady process of becoming disturbing - and all too familiar. An animal was one thing, she had butchered one before, several times in fact during her time. There was little more than a flinch when it came to such creatures, the cold hard logic denouncing them as little more than a food source - something to be consumed. But this struck a little too close to home for her.

Her scars gave a twitch, a deep inhale as she tried to steel the mind away from the past. A hard task as the gentle scritch-scratch continued. Dead hands, the caressing, the clinging of chains, the resistance to scream. Nostrils gave a flare, her eyes fixing down as she tried to block out the faint echoing words that came her way. Barely an analysis of what was there. Organs were named out - she presumed - the parts labelled up and in response Fallon scratched out what was mentioned. Stomach, guts, liver, she paused for a moment to answer, "No, I do not have a book on these things. It's not exactly my... field of study."

A shake of the head, she poured her attention back into reading the words over once more as she tried to clear her thoughts. The body however continued its steady carving, those mentioned organs still there - but lower down there was the sign of disturbance, the pressing into the flesh and the gentle raking look that carved through it. Redder, angrier, movement had obviously happened lower. Her eyes gave a flicker up briefly as she remembered the neck. It was softly that she spoke, "The neck... I thought there was a shadow around it, like a thin grey line. Was there? Or am I just imagining it?"

by **S'Essy** on November 8th, 2014, 7:20 pm

She was focusing on the body carefully, with her eyes looking at every little details. Every organ, every position they were in. And anything unusual about them, but it was hard to tell. Her eyes moved to Bitzer for a moment. S'Essy face changed also, from the serious look, she was worrying about the woman. She obviously didn't feel well because of the sight. Poor girl. "Do that! If you feel truly sick, tell me. I can always help you first, the dead will stay here. I'm a healer after all." She said with a faint smile and her attention went back deeply.

And as she thought Bitzer didn't have any book about this. Well Sunberth didn't seem a place which would sell such books, nor the woman seemed a person who would read it in her free time. "Yeah I guessed. It's okay I'll deal with it. Maybe notes and draws are not a bad idea." She had to go and by a quill and a book with empty pages. Maybe she could ask Markus, only a few paper would be nice also. Something she had to consider once this was done. She could learn from this.

Everything was in place and she could not see anything out of ordinary in her body. Maybe taking out of the organs to check them more? She didn't see much point in that. If a weapon damaged her that much, she could have seen it on them. But if it wasn't the weapon, what could have done it? The Konti was pondering about poison. She could check how other organs look and see if they were damaged or had funny colors. But it had to be a quick poison, and the weapon had to be poisoned for that to happen. "What to do, what to choose, cmon S'Essy." She was murmuring to herself in Kontinese.

Then Bitzer was speaking again. To check the neck, it had a shadow mark around it, like a grey line. At that moment S'Essy realized how stupid she was. She should have checked the surface first carefully, she totally forgot about the neck. She stepped to close to the corpse' head, leaning close to the neck. With her fingers touching it. Grey line... like a mark. Like something or someone was stroking it. With hand or rope or with something else. Poor thing must have been struggling to get some air.

Yes it made sense now, and maybe it wasn't necessary to cut her open. S'Essy didn't mind though, she learned a bit from it. "You are a genius. Yes, the attacker must have been stroking her hard. Probably this was the cause of her death. Pressing enough pressure around her neck, a little time and our poor girl couldn't get enough breath to live." She said darkly. She washed her hands again. "That's my guess. I could go on and check for more, but her organs seems dark too which could indicate that. Want me to continue? "

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