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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/30/2016 3:16:30 PM
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"Can you write?"
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She looks as if she nods yes. She backs herself up a little more, re-wrapping the blanket around her.
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(The figure raises his hand, looking as if he is holding something with finger and thumb, and a small slip of paper appears, which he hands to mari, alongside a pencil)
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She picks it up, looking at him curiously as it shakes in her hands.
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"What are you doing here?"
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It took some time, but she eventually managed to write down, "hiding from murderer" in very sloppy english.
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(The figure looked as if he was frowning) "What did the murderer look like?"
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She looked up at him, frowning as she teared up a little. She didn't quite focus on the appearance of the killer when he decapitated her brother.
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"Did you hear the murderer say anything?"
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She shook her head no, having been hidden elsewhere as Kari fought him.
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"Who was murdered?" [spoiler]my character knows many things, but not to ask that is not one of them.[/spoiler]
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She shakes a little more, the events flashing in her mind as she thought about it. She grasped her head, crying immediately. He could tell whoever was killed was close to her.
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"Were you with anyone at the time?"
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She cries harder, not able to write anything as her hands were shaking violently.
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"Can you talk in any language?"
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She shakes her head no.
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"Is there anyone you are able to communicate with?"
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She shook her head no again. The only ones who could communicate with her was her family, and they, as of recently, were all dead.
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(He looks at her hands, checking if thy were still shaking)
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They were indeed still shaking. She clutched them to her legs, trying to steady herself.
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(The figure looked at her hands. He seemed to have an idea) "Try writing without controlling your shaking?"
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She tried this, and all she did was make a big scribble.
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(As she wrote, his eyes were fixed on her hands, noting what shakes took place. Armed with that knowlage, he read the note, easily mentally cancelling out the shake)
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She had wrote her name, Mari. She pointed at the scribble, then at herself, still shaking.
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"Ah. I understand. Now, who was murdered?"
