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[Not much preamble to the video.]

Happy New Year.

I got a piece of paper I need studied - I wanna know where it came from, who's touched it and pretty much anything else about it that might be unusual including whether it's been handled by a ghost or some other undead type person. Handwriting expert could be useful too because I wanna see if it matches the writing of someone who was on campus. Methods scientific or occult or a little column A and a little column B - Don't care. Just need results. I'm willing to pay.

ACTION! Choose your own adventure.

Scenario A: Knuckles is in the Gym in the afternoons beating the snot out of the training bag, or in the weight room, lifting the custom weights Max made for him in ridiculously high volume. He's less his normal cheerful self and it's pretty clear he's working through some frustrations but don't let that stop you saying Hi! He's more than happy of the company, honest! And if you're up for a spar, he would be more than happy to oblige you there, too.

Scenario B: Inbetween or after classes, you can find him in the halls or finishing up whatever work he didn't get done during whichever class you happen to share with him. He may also be walking inbetween buildings or across the quad or to the gym or anywhere else you may have reason to run into him.

Scenario C: In the city, at night. You're less than likely to spot him unless you're on the rooftops of FDC or doing something you shouldn't be doing and he happens to find you. He's been patrolling late evening through to very early morning, especially in the area near where they found Charlise's body, and wherever else recent violence has been reported on the six oclock news. Feel free to either be also inspecting and looking for clues, Oh Fellow Warriors of Justice. Or just be someone who happens to cross his path.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Hm.

It depends on what you mean by 'seriously'.

If you cannot manage to make a network reply decently encrypted, how do you expect to have tight security?

[ He's gotta hit all angles here. ]

You want to talk computer-geek security, go chat with Tails. I'm talking about physical security - bolts, locks, alarms, chain-link and the biggest damn 'guard dog' you ever laid eyes on. I got stuff in our apartment I gotta keep safe and I don't take chances. Network encryption wouldn't exactly prevent a ghost from sticking a bottle of ketchup and an apology on my night stand.

You would be surprised at what technology could do. At any rate, the alarm is one important factor I was looking for. Typical alarms will detect body heat. Therefore, they cannot detect a ghost. They lack heat.

[ Hmmmmm hm. Interesting. ]

Hmph. I probably would, yeah. I'll give you that much. But no alarms were tripped - no front door alarm, no window alarms, nothing came in through the heating duct, nothing came in through the skylight or the laundry chute. I got all entry points into our apartnemt wired for pretty much any kinda intrusion. A mouse comes in through the air conditioning? I know about it.

Hn.

Very well. That is all I need to know. It is not a physical entity unless there was some form of a loophole. I will not have to investigate the note alone, so you know. I may also require detective work of your room.

In the meantime, work with as little as possible in that room. Tampering with anything that could provide evidence will tarnish my chances.

Well, it WAS the bedroom and I recieved it a little bit ago, but sure. You're welcome to come take a look and see if you spot anything I missed. You free this evening?

Of course. There may be something you've missed that the average eye cannot catch.

I will be there at 7 PM. Wait for me.

Sure - that works. Just buzz in on the intercom in the lobby and I'll be able to let you in.

[Insert address and apartment number here.]

Oh, and when you get to the door, you're probably gonna get greeted by the Guard Dog I mentioned. He actually ain't a dog - I forget if I ever showed you Harley before.

No, not quite.

[ However, that name does ping him for an entirely different reason. ]

Harley... Named after the motorcycle company Harley-Jackson, by any chance?

[ Aw yeah shitty Harley-Davidson parodies Nikki just made up. ]

Yeah - that's the one. Anyhow, he's a Spiderbird. So. Don't shoot him or chaos spear him or anything like that. He's just bein' friendly and he knows you from the other times you were here.

A... spiderbird.

[ um

yeah okay he has no idea what in the world that is or what the fuck ]

Half Skulltula, half Kargarok bird. He's pretty big but he's relatively friendly. I just wanted to let you know before you saw him in the living room.

[ A... h. ]

Hmph. Fine. He can't do anything to me anyway. [ A weird mutant thing up against him? Please, he...

Well, technically, he's a weird mutant thing, too. Oops? ]

He wouldn't even try unless I told him to, being he knows your scent and knows you're a friend.

[Shadow. Shadow you and Harley are both hybrid freaks of nature let's not get judgey ok ok]

Hm.

We will see about that.

[ #JUDGING YOU ]

We'll see about that at seven. Later, man.

[Don't you judge me you're like the chick from Splice dude]

Nn.

[ yeah that's really all he's ending that on. wtg, master of communication. ]

[[ ALSO HI HI do you wanna log this maybe-- owo ]]

[[Sure - do you want to Log Log it or just switch to action here? =3 ]]

[[ UUUUuuuuh idk either is fine by me, so you can pick what you prefer! ]]

[[OK We can just action it up here.]]

[Knuckles made sure he was home. It was weird to know Shadow was going to be visiting his house. He made sure to at least have something on hand to offer him to eat and drink. The bedroom was as he'd left it and Goombella wasn't yet home from work. He was chilling on the couch watching TV with Harley at seven, just waiting for the intercom to buzz.]

[ Still being in his human form was, for once, an actually solid idea. With a different set of gloves in his pocket - latex, to touch surfaces with utmost purity - and a build with far less Chaos Energy to disperse, it'd be difficult for him to accidentally tamper with the evidence. He brought along plastic zip bags, swabs, a magnifying glass, whatever might be of use.

As for detecting energy residue from the presence of a supernatural being, well...

He didn't need any objects for that.

Shadow tapped the button to the intercom, concisely informing him through the speaker: ]

I'm here, echidna. Open for me.

[Knuckles got up and walked over to the intercom, hitting the button.]

Sure, come on up. I'll unlock everything.

[And so he did, letting the various different locks come undone under his fingers. The only ones he didn't currently have on were the chain locks - he only really put those on at night when both and and Goombella were home.]

[ Shadow didn't respond, instead climbing to the specified floor and making collected strides. Despite that, impatience was beginning to settle in. He had more motivation than just helping a potential ally find the source of a strange note. If this was the murder victim, he could easily (er, perhaps not so easily) attempt to come in contact with them and determine who the perpetrator was. There were methods to his madness, to be sure.

He approached the door, one gloved (his usual, not the latex) hand in one of his trenchcoat pockets, the other reaching over and giving a firm knock. Knuckles knew about his presence, but he still wasn't the type to just barge in without notice, not like a certain blue hedgehog they both knew. ]

[Knuckles opened the door and stepped aside.]

Huh. Human form? Wasn't expectin' thgat. Come in. You want something to drink before you get to work, man?

[Harley, of course, took immediate notice of the newcomer, scuttling over from where he'd been perched on the back of the couch. He was, as Knuckles had described, incredibly large, dwarfing the Echidna in his excitement to greet the visitor.]

And this is Harley.

Of course not.

[ Shadow slowly made his way inside, being careful not to accidentally step on Harley's little paws, talons, whatever they were. So, this was a spiderbird. It didn't look quite as odd as he'd imagined in appearance, but in size... Dayum. ]

Hn. [ He only gave the creature a curt nod of acknowledgment. ] I should hope he doesn't require walks. [ Knuckles would be the one walked in such a case. ]

[ wow. yeah shadow's making this more secure LMAO ]

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