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Location: Piermont Landing, Wheatstone Waterways
Synopsis: On this date Miss Obedience Mactavish, age unknown, was killed in an apparent robbery while attending a dance at Piermont Landing. The suspect, a Professor Parx, escaped the scene in a rocket assisted wheelchair. The motive is still undetermined.
Investigative Summary:
Based on the information gathered after the event, it can be determined that the victim was not killed in the exchange. There was a burglary of the victim’s hotel suite following the assault, and unknown items were taken. The suspect committed a Felonious Assault upon the victim, however due to the lack of a prosecuting witness, I recommend that this case be closed until such time that the victim presents herself to the proper authority.
Case Status: Closed.
Personal Notes:
I suppose it had to be done eventually.
I had put it off for a long time, preferring to work on paying cases. The file sat in the vertical rack of open cases, languishing as I worked on other more trivial things that offered some sort of remuneration. Finally, I gave in.
I packed my old portmanteau, and headed down to the airship terminal.
The trip to New Toulouse was smooth enough, and the majority of the passage was spent in reading the diary I had picked up the night of the ball. What I read within those pages was thought provoking at the very least, and shocking at best. It proved there was much more to our Miss Mactavish than the first glance would tell.
We exchanged the airship for a riverboat, and a few hours later I found myself on the dock with the rest of the passengers in the city. It was warm and humid, and immediately brought to mind those years I spent at Aunt Pru’s plantation. I checked in at the hotel, took a moment to freshen up, and took a moment for coffee and beignets at the café downstairs.
The one fact I came away with after a few days was that Taloo holds her secrets close, very much in the same way Babbage does. I took a very casual approach, because I knew a stranger asking lots of nosy questions would not yield much information. While I was not able to get the conclusive things I wanted, I was able to find out that some of the residents were as cautious of her as they were of talking to me. I wasn’t able to find her, but I did find out that she has been seen in town.
I still feel that there are plenty of unanswered questions, but I also realize that answers will be just as vexing.
I’m putting this to bed. Some things may be best left to the final judgment.
Miss J. Dagger
Terranova Investigative Services
Aether Salon, 2nd Floor
#24 Academy Downs
Babbage Palisades, New Babbage
Synopsis: On this date Miss Obedience Mactavish, age unknown, was killed in an apparent robbery while attending a dance at Piermont Landing. The suspect, a Professor Parx, escaped the scene in a rocket assisted wheelchair. The motive is still undetermined.
Investigative Summary:
Based on the information gathered after the event, it can be determined that the victim was not killed in the exchange. There was a burglary of the victim’s hotel suite following the assault, and unknown items were taken. The suspect committed a Felonious Assault upon the victim, however due to the lack of a prosecuting witness, I recommend that this case be closed until such time that the victim presents herself to the proper authority.
Case Status: Closed.
Personal Notes:
I suppose it had to be done eventually.
I had put it off for a long time, preferring to work on paying cases. The file sat in the vertical rack of open cases, languishing as I worked on other more trivial things that offered some sort of remuneration. Finally, I gave in.
I packed my old portmanteau, and headed down to the airship terminal.
The trip to New Toulouse was smooth enough, and the majority of the passage was spent in reading the diary I had picked up the night of the ball. What I read within those pages was thought provoking at the very least, and shocking at best. It proved there was much more to our Miss Mactavish than the first glance would tell.
We exchanged the airship for a riverboat, and a few hours later I found myself on the dock with the rest of the passengers in the city. It was warm and humid, and immediately brought to mind those years I spent at Aunt Pru’s plantation. I checked in at the hotel, took a moment to freshen up, and took a moment for coffee and beignets at the café downstairs.
The one fact I came away with after a few days was that Taloo holds her secrets close, very much in the same way Babbage does. I took a very casual approach, because I knew a stranger asking lots of nosy questions would not yield much information. While I was not able to get the conclusive things I wanted, I was able to find out that some of the residents were as cautious of her as they were of talking to me. I wasn’t able to find her, but I did find out that she has been seen in town.
I still feel that there are plenty of unanswered questions, but I also realize that answers will be just as vexing.
I’m putting this to bed. Some things may be best left to the final judgment.
Miss J. Dagger
Terranova Investigative Services
Aether Salon, 2nd Floor
#24 Academy Downs
Babbage Palisades, New Babbage
