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[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[When Haseo shows up this time, she is...oh-oh. Well, isn't this unusual?

Instead of training or the like, she is sitting at a wooden desk, poring over several papers. Anybody who gets close enough to look at them... Well, she'll try to hide them, but if you get to see the papers? They're police documents. The papers slightly yellowed and creased from age; evidently, they've been around for...one decade, two maybe? They're archives from the looks of it.

After carefully poring them over for a good while, she puts the papers down and...rubs her eyes a bit. Squints at the papers, head tilted in a curious/annoyed way, then rubs her eyes again. ... A moment later, she rests her face against one of her hands.]

Well, this bites.

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[ex_fatalist246]

[Satoshi knows police documents when he sees them. He looks at these with some distant curiosity.]

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[Feels somebody looooking at the docs, and looks over at Satoshi.] What is it?

[ex_fatalist246]

[He draws back.] Nothing.

[then] Police documents?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Yeah, they are. I wanted to look into something.

[ex_fatalist246]

[His curiosity gets the better of him] What?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Whether or not some things got covered up about eighteen years ago. These records are pretty thorough...no mention of the incident I'm looking into. [A pause.] ... At least, I think there isn't. Can't tell so well right now.

[ex_fatalist246]

Why not?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[...Looks over at Satoshi. He's not someone she knows, but...what the hell, he doesn't SEEM like he's about to go pull out a weapon...] I think my eyes are starting to go, just a bit. Had to squint to read these damn things.

[The writing is actually not difficult for someone of average eyesight (or someone who's already got corrective lenses) to read, should Satoshi bother to look at the papers, by the way.]

[ex_fatalist246]

[Given his own experiences with the Plane and eyesight, he frowns at this.] Could it be an experiment?

[He glances over the papers more carefully now.] I could help you with them.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Doubt it. Some of my relatives have lousy eyesight.

[She pauses for a moment, thinking about it, and then:] I think I've already seen - or not seen - what needs to be seen, but a second set of eyes never hurts when looking at these things.

[Especially when said second set isn't currently being heredity's chew toy.]

[ex_fatalist246]

[Satoshi nods, stepping closer to get a better look at things.] What am I looking for?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Mention of a place called "Megin Fi," or the disappearance of the following people: Ovan, Shino, and Aina. So far, I haven't found any information.

[...And there isn't any to be found, for that matter. Ovan's a manipulative bastard like that.]

[ex_fatalist246]

[Satoshi is able to look through it all very quickly - he has a sharp mind and he's used to documents like these - and Ovan clearly wins the day. Damn you, manipulative bastard!] I don't think there's anything to be found. Are you sure it ever got to the police?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[And he's not even around to throttle for this. :(] No. I thought it didn't get there, and you just confirmed that it didn't.

[ex_fatalist246]

[He looks over at Haseo with quite some curiosity] What happened?

[If Haseo doesn't decide to tell him, he'll meet it with his usual disinterest, but Satoshi does have a compulsively curious streak. It's usually one he shuts down on, but what's the harm?]

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[Unstoppable rage would be the harm wrought...under other circumstances. Haseo seems considerably less defensive right now, but that might just be because Satoshi helped out.]

The owner of Megin Fi, Ovan, is responsible for a lot of bad things happening in my world. Yeah, he was infected with a kind of sentient crazy-inducing disease, but he's still responsible for the crap he pulled. Regarding Megin Fi itself...shortly after Ovan got that disease I mentioned, he, his wife Shino, and his kid sister Aina disappeared off the map.

You'd think the police might investigate it; Aina's sick and needs to go to the hospital a lot, after all. Looks like Ovan pulled a few strings to keep that from happening, though. [She's annoyed now - at Ovan, of course. It's a familiar annoyance; she's gotten annoyed/angry at Ovan's manipulations many times in the past. This is nothing new.]

[ex_fatalist246]

I take it his sister's illness isn't unique enough to be traced through the hospitals after she vanished.

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

[Purple hair drapes across the corner of the desk as Sirkka leans over to catch Haseo's eyes, her violet gaze soft.]

What's the matter?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[!!! FFFFFFFF--- Haseo almost jumps out of her seat when she gets surprise!Sirkka'd. Personal space invasions are not cool man. ;; ... or at least not something she's used to.]

Well, if I'm right, then there was a hell of a coverup eighteen years ago, and some cops I know aren't going to like that news. ["And I think I'm starting to get eye problems," but that goes unsaid. For now.]

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

[Sirkka draws back a bit. Clearly Haseo isn't cool with personal space invasion.]

And it's relevant to you now? That's quite the cover-up, if it took this long to come back... That can't be good though, either way. Is anyone in danger?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[Especially surprise personal space invasion from behind. Calms down a bit now that the surprise personal space invasion is over though.]

Yeah, things...happened, to make it relevant.

No, nobody's in danger, but some folks are going to be annoyed. [Pi, Kuhn, and Yata will prooobably not like hearing that their bosses were helping Ovan, after all. :Ta]

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

Mmm, that's still not good...

What are you going to do?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Right now? There really isn't anything I can do. It's eighteen years too late, and the person who did this is long gone.