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Assassin's Creed/The Secret World
Summary: Some old gruesome murders draw Desmond's attention.
Word Count: 875
Rating: Teen
The word for a group of ravens is an unkindness, apparently. The only thing like that Desmond’s pretty sure he’s heard before is a ‘murder of crows’. It’d be a pretty fitting word for a group of Assassins, he muses.
Sheriff Bannerman says that it’d been taken out of her hands, due to red tape, but she would’ve kept fighting if the guy hadn’t taken his own life in his cell. After that, well, it’d pretty much all been hushed up, and since he didn’t have any family that would mind, she didn’t feel like losing her job to fix his reputation when everyone already bought the official story anyway would do much good.
He’s half expecting the Illuminati to have been involved in some kind of murder-ritual, at this point. Still, he’s already got the password to the computer, the Sheriff already gave him free reign so that he could initialize the cameras on this end, and she’d given him the name, Larry Checkon, all he’s got to do is input the name—
...There’s a password required.
“Hey, Sheriff?” He moves out of the way, so she can get a look.
“Well, that just plain ain’t right,” is her very mild if very surprised response. She tries a few different times before her face darkens. “They didn’t want the truth to get out, did they.”
Given what he’s seen so far, he absolutely wouldn’t put it past the Illuminati to lock their Sheriff out of her own database just to facilitate their own cover-up.
Fortunately, by the glint in her eyes, she’s not likely to give up on this any more than he is. “Given the stink they made outta how smart they were, solving the case, maybe they kept their own notes? Found this when I found poor Irma.” She hands him a key. It’s as good a lead as any.
“Thanks. I’ll tell you what I find.” She looks grateful. Guess it’s been bothering her for twenty-five years.
Irma, it turns out, was the secretary at Town Hall, and the key unlocks the cabinets. He’d forgotten to ask for the time of year it happened, since apparently the records are separated by quarters, but the Eagle Vision and glowing cabinet tell him what he needs to know anyway, and what he sees…
No wonder the poor guy cracked. And as weird as this deputy is, the one before him was even worse, because he was ambitious and ruthless and had basically been interrogating the guy until he broke down. His last recorded words were ‘tell the Sheriff to ask my ghost for answers’. And it’s not like they go out and say it, but it’s entirely possible Larry didn’t leave this life of his own accord, but either way, it was a state of affairs that Deputy Charlie was pretty happy about. He goes ahead and calls the Sheriff for confirmation, and yeah Charlie was a Mayor pick, basically, and she was happy about it at first. “The way he went about things...always gave me a funny feelin’, you know?”
He does know, unfortunately, and says as much. “Pretty sure he tortured your suspect for a confession, so your instincts are pretty good.”
“Son of a bitch,” she swears, and, well, it’s not like it’s good answers, but he did promise her answers. “He took a ‘promotion’ soon after that. Last I heard he was running for the city council.”
“There’s something else I’m going to check into once I’m back there at the station. It does sound like Larry knew something.” And, okay, he might be reaching, again, but hopefully it’s not so far of a stretch that he knocks himself out this time.
She doesn’t ask how he’s going to do it. Maybe she’s gotten used to the weirdness factor, too.
Shaun, in his excitement about Eagle Vision, had mentioned that it could be used to ‘see into the spirit world’, and Desmond has fought a ghost before, although he doesn’t want to do it again with some of the wounded people he brought back hanging out outside the cell door. But he’d learned something important in that encounter. If it’s pretty normal, that means that dead ghosts tend to hang out near where they died, which means that he can see if he can’t go see and talk to Larry’s ghost.
Assassin's Creed/The Secret World
Summary: Some old gruesome murders draw Desmond's attention.
Word Count: 875
Rating: Teen
Desmond has circled the town. Twice. He checks out the feed from the Town Hall camera on his phone, and then decides to climb back up there himself, to see if there’s anything he’s missing, and he’s not spotting anything yellow and glowy aside from the spots like in London. So he decides to go talk to everyone again, see if anyone has anything that might be a clue, and Mrs. Creed does mention something interesting, even if it might not be directly relevant. This one’s about the ‘trouble’ twenty-five years ago, the last time so many ravens showed up. There was a string of unsolved murders. Pretty gruesome ones. “I’m not superstitious, but you remember that kind of thing. They pinned it on a farmhand, but you know, I never believed the story. Given everything we’ve lived through since, I’d say maybe the murderer wasn’t even human.”
The word for a group of ravens is an unkindness, apparently. The only thing like that Desmond’s pretty sure he’s heard before is a ‘murder of crows’. It’d be a pretty fitting word for a group of Assassins, he muses.
Sheriff Bannerman says that it’d been taken out of her hands, due to red tape, but she would’ve kept fighting if the guy hadn’t taken his own life in his cell. After that, well, it’d pretty much all been hushed up, and since he didn’t have any family that would mind, she didn’t feel like losing her job to fix his reputation when everyone already bought the official story anyway would do much good.
He’s half expecting the Illuminati to have been involved in some kind of murder-ritual, at this point. Still, he’s already got the password to the computer, the Sheriff already gave him free reign so that he could initialize the cameras on this end, and she’d given him the name, Larry Checkon, all he’s got to do is input the name—
...There’s a password required.
“Hey, Sheriff?” He moves out of the way, so she can get a look.
“Well, that just plain ain’t right,” is her very mild if very surprised response. She tries a few different times before her face darkens. “They didn’t want the truth to get out, did they.”
Given what he’s seen so far, he absolutely wouldn’t put it past the Illuminati to lock their Sheriff out of her own database just to facilitate their own cover-up.
Fortunately, by the glint in her eyes, she’s not likely to give up on this any more than he is. “Given the stink they made outta how smart they were, solving the case, maybe they kept their own notes? Found this when I found poor Irma.” She hands him a key. It’s as good a lead as any.
“Thanks. I’ll tell you what I find.” She looks grateful. Guess it’s been bothering her for twenty-five years.
Irma, it turns out, was the secretary at Town Hall, and the key unlocks the cabinets. He’d forgotten to ask for the time of year it happened, since apparently the records are separated by quarters, but the Eagle Vision and glowing cabinet tell him what he needs to know anyway, and what he sees…
No wonder the poor guy cracked. And as weird as this deputy is, the one before him was even worse, because he was ambitious and ruthless and had basically been interrogating the guy until he broke down. His last recorded words were ‘tell the Sheriff to ask my ghost for answers’. And it’s not like they go out and say it, but it’s entirely possible Larry didn’t leave this life of his own accord, but either way, it was a state of affairs that Deputy Charlie was pretty happy about. He goes ahead and calls the Sheriff for confirmation, and yeah Charlie was a Mayor pick, basically, and she was happy about it at first. “The way he went about things...always gave me a funny feelin’, you know?”
He does know, unfortunately, and says as much. “Pretty sure he tortured your suspect for a confession, so your instincts are pretty good.”
“Son of a bitch,” she swears, and, well, it’s not like it’s good answers, but he did promise her answers. “He took a ‘promotion’ soon after that. Last I heard he was running for the city council.”
“There’s something else I’m going to check into once I’m back there at the station. It does sound like Larry knew something.” And, okay, he might be reaching, again, but hopefully it’s not so far of a stretch that he knocks himself out this time.
She doesn’t ask how he’s going to do it. Maybe she’s gotten used to the weirdness factor, too.
Shaun, in his excitement about Eagle Vision, had mentioned that it could be used to ‘see into the spirit world’, and Desmond has fought a ghost before, although he doesn’t want to do it again with some of the wounded people he brought back hanging out outside the cell door. But he’d learned something important in that encounter. If it’s pretty normal, that means that dead ghosts tend to hang out near where they died, which means that he can see if he can’t go see and talk to Larry’s ghost.
