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Post by Marie on Dec 29, 2009 14:55:32 GMT -5
Bile rose up in Joanna's throat. She swallowed it with a grimace and stepped closer to the corpse. She looked for stray splashes of blood around the room, a weapon, anything that looked odd or suspicious.
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Post by The Smith on Dec 29, 2009 15:59:49 GMT -5
The weapon had been placed on the pillow next to the woman's head. It was simple knife from the kitchens.
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Post by Marie on Dec 29, 2009 16:02:52 GMT -5
JShe eyedi t dubiously and then examined the corpse itself more closely, checking for signs of a struggle.
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Post by The Smith on Dec 29, 2009 16:04:39 GMT -5
There seemed to be no sign of a struggle at all.
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Post by Marie on Dec 29, 2009 16:13:01 GMT -5
Joanna looked over the septa's belongings, hoping to find some clue as to her personality, anything that might give a clue as to why she had been killed.
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Post by The Smith on Dec 29, 2009 16:23:40 GMT -5
She had few belongings. Just some spare clothes, and a couple small coins.
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Post by Marie on Dec 29, 2009 16:32:53 GMT -5
Subduign her queasy stomach, Joanna went back out ot the guards.
"Who found her?"
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Post by The Smith on Dec 29, 2009 16:38:35 GMT -5
"A servant saw her open door this morning and peeked in." The guard replied.
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Post by Marie on Dec 29, 2009 16:42:45 GMT -5
"Which servant? One of ours or one belonging to a member of the Court?"
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Post by The Smith on Dec 29, 2009 16:53:33 GMT -5
"One of ours. Old Nan." The guard replied.
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Post by Marie on Dec 29, 2009 17:05:40 GMT -5
"Oh. Bring her to me. And bring Princess Calla too."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 29, 2009 17:09:10 GMT -5
"Here or your chambers?" The guards asked.
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Post by Marie on Dec 29, 2009 17:16:23 GMT -5
"My chambes. Let no-one in here, and especially not my brother Maekar. Send word to the Lord Hand and to Milo Bettley, if he is here."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 29, 2009 17:27:41 GMT -5
The man bowed, and ran off.
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Hope you all are well and happy.