Scroll Fifteen

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

[So, today the kitchen will find one (1) baby dragon and one (1) pink dog. After his talk with Conan, Spiek has decided to LOOK for his own mystery to solve. And you know what's good for solving mysteries? A dog sidekick. He saw it on that TV thing a few days ago]

Okay, listen up, Paradisa. Someone left the milk out of the fridge today, and me and my buddy Courage here are going to get down the the bottom of finding who did it. They need to learn they can't just leave milk out.

It'll curdle , people. Right Courage?

[[ooc: Journal or kitchen GO GO GO]]

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[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

[HE LOOKS SUSPICIOUS]

Returning to the scene of the crime, are you?!

[concerns.livejournal.com]

[why is this happening he just wanted some coffee ;;]

May I ask what crime I am being accused of? On the chance that I have forgotten.

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[Pointing to the innocent milk still out of the fridge. You left it out. You monster.]

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

[NO COFFEE FOR YOU]

The milk you left out, of course. People have gotta drink that, you know.

[concerns.livejournal.com]

[nooooo. welp, as a person that enjoys a glass of milk before going to bed he can at least understand how horrible and unfair this situation is]

I see. It's quite a shame and rude on the suspect's part but, I assure you it wasn't me.

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[Courage sniffs the carton of milk then walks over to sniff at him.

...Smells don't match. Well, okay then. HAVE A THUMBS-UP.]

Okay!

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

Well, it looks like you're clean. Nothing beats Courage's nose.

[Pointed look, and he's pulling out a notebook and quill] Now, did you see anything suspicious last night?

[concerns.livejournal.com]

[internal sigh of relief]

I can't say that I did, sorry. ...I would suggest you find a way to perhaps gather fingerprints but that process requires some experience and a bit of extra work.

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[Courage pulls a sack of flour that is bigger than he is out of seemingly nowhere. Will this help them?]

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

Yeah see? Will that work?

[concerns.livejournal.com]

It's a good effort but you'll need something a little more professional than that, sorry.

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[Disappointed whine. ;~;]

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

Really? I always thought flour would work fine.

[concerns.livejournal.com]

There could be a way of making it work but risk of error would probably be high.

[oh, idea] I believe I know someone that could help you though. There's a former police detective here named Adachi. If he can't help with the fingerprints he could at least make the investigation much easier.

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[Ooh, he knows Adachi! He almost bounces.]

Adachi!

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

[He looks between them, at last, a LEAD!]

This guy any good? I mean, we would use all the help we could get.

[concerns.livejournal.com]

[that's awfully convenient. remembering the fact that Adachi was a bit on the... not confident side when it comes to personality but maybe he's just that type of person]

I'm not exactly sure, I never asked him about his job. We've only met once and it was a bit of an odd situation to ask those types of questions. [too busy comparing magical girl outfits :|]

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

I'll ask!

[And he pulls his journal out to do just that.]

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

Awesome! We'll get to the bottom of this in no time, thanks dude!