Llewellyn Watts (
gadaboutdetective) wrote in
aterat2021-09-14 02:10 am
Network Video - PSA from the Gullwings Investigation
[Llewellyn looks quite serious when the feed opens. It’s an expression he has worn a little less often of late, but there were things going on now that were getting more and more concerning. The gullwings had just finished their investigation on the matter, but this was not something they could resolve themselves. The city was going to need a different sort of help than they could offer, and the average person needed to be warned.]
Hello everyone. I’m sorry to be addressing the network under such mm… unfortunate circumstances… But the Gullwings have been investigating a situation around the city for the last few days and we feel it’s important to share what we learned with everyone. Especially as we’ve found something that uh- is going to need some specialized attention in order to resolve this, hopefully before it gets worse.
[And worse is what the three gullwings were hoping to avoid…]
I’m sure by now everyone has noticed the strange plant life that’s planted through our city, and I say planted rather than spread because we’ve found evidence- tools and the like, that prove someone brought them here intentionally. [Plucking a bright green feather from the desk in front of him, he twirled it lightly in his fingers to show it off.] We found this at one of the scenes. It’s from a bird native to the southern forest, and it’s been altered to be a decorative accessory.
In trying to work out where they started from, we retraced the pattern of their planting back to the cemetery. The spread of mold and mildew seems to have gone unchecked there, quite unpleasant… But! At its heart, we discovered an alcove which lead to a portal we definitely were not made aware of before now. It leads outside, and it seems logical that it’s where the culprit has been entering from to work on their task. There are tracks leading in and out, [He shifted the phone function to display a picture they had taken of the footprints of clawed feet that went in and out. Flipping back a moment later, he continued.]
It… gets more worrying from here. [As if this wasn’t all concerning enough.] The plant pods seem to change as they grow. At first they only got a little larger, but they… track you. I know that sounds odd, but they seemed to follow our movements as though they were drawn to us as we passed them. It’s easy enough to stay out of their reach at first, but it’s unsettling. The problem is… They get bigger, like uh- a medium-sized dog big? Larger than Pretzel is now, anyway.
And the bigger they are, the greater their reach. We managed to get through, but….
[Criminy, he can’t believe he’s going to describe this next bit.]
There’s like… Ah… How do I put this? Um… A giant one? Very large. Huge, even… So much so that I’d hazard a guess that a few people could fit inside. We didn’t stay long, because it wasn’t safe and we’re not exactly equipped to deal with something of that nature. It seemed pertinent to get that information to everyone, to warn people away from the plants and to provide knowledge to those who might have more luck in dealing with them.
Hello everyone. I’m sorry to be addressing the network under such mm… unfortunate circumstances… But the Gullwings have been investigating a situation around the city for the last few days and we feel it’s important to share what we learned with everyone. Especially as we’ve found something that uh- is going to need some specialized attention in order to resolve this, hopefully before it gets worse.
[And worse is what the three gullwings were hoping to avoid…]
I’m sure by now everyone has noticed the strange plant life that’s planted through our city, and I say planted rather than spread because we’ve found evidence- tools and the like, that prove someone brought them here intentionally. [Plucking a bright green feather from the desk in front of him, he twirled it lightly in his fingers to show it off.] We found this at one of the scenes. It’s from a bird native to the southern forest, and it’s been altered to be a decorative accessory.
In trying to work out where they started from, we retraced the pattern of their planting back to the cemetery. The spread of mold and mildew seems to have gone unchecked there, quite unpleasant… But! At its heart, we discovered an alcove which lead to a portal we definitely were not made aware of before now. It leads outside, and it seems logical that it’s where the culprit has been entering from to work on their task. There are tracks leading in and out, [He shifted the phone function to display a picture they had taken of the footprints of clawed feet that went in and out. Flipping back a moment later, he continued.]
It… gets more worrying from here. [As if this wasn’t all concerning enough.] The plant pods seem to change as they grow. At first they only got a little larger, but they… track you. I know that sounds odd, but they seemed to follow our movements as though they were drawn to us as we passed them. It’s easy enough to stay out of their reach at first, but it’s unsettling. The problem is… They get bigger, like uh- a medium-sized dog big? Larger than Pretzel is now, anyway.
And the bigger they are, the greater their reach. We managed to get through, but….
[Criminy, he can’t believe he’s going to describe this next bit.]
There’s like… Ah… How do I put this? Um… A giant one? Very large. Huge, even… So much so that I’d hazard a guess that a few people could fit inside. We didn’t stay long, because it wasn’t safe and we’re not exactly equipped to deal with something of that nature. It seemed pertinent to get that information to everyone, to warn people away from the plants and to provide knowledge to those who might have more luck in dealing with them.

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[He added before hanging up the tell-phone to meet her.]
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Sorry it took me so long.
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Think nothing of it, Ivy. It was rather short notice for you, after all. I’m uh- just glad for the assistance.
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[Llewellyn might’ve been less willing to try this if he thought it might hurt her in some way. They needed answers, but he was always rather hesitant to put someone else in a bad situation.]
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[he gestured ahead, toward the far end of the cemetery and down a path towards the oldest looking stones.]
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[Then again, he wasn’t fond of places like this. Spent too much time in them already.]
I suppose that might be why it was such a good opportunity for someone to use this route.
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Lets hope I didn't make the trip for nothing. [ At the end of the day Ivy liked getting straight to business. Business was so much easier than everything else that existed. She took a deep breath and then her eyes turned pitch black as she looked around the area he'd lead them to. There were traces around, but they were more muddy than she'd like. Nothing could ever be easy. ]
Hmm. There was definitely more than one person here. They were...determined? Trying to protect something maybe... [ she trailed off as she picked up the faint hints of emotion and purpose that had lingered here. ] Whatever group did this, they don't live with us in the city. There's anger here, purpose, [ she shook her head. ] I suppose they don't like the people here much? The only place I could think of they come from is the forest? Sorry, I know that's not much.
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Hm… An awful lot to hope for of late, but at least there’s a chance.
[Llewellyn stood back as Ivy began, watching with curiosity… He hadn’t expected her eyes to change, but he at least managed to withhold questions for now instead of interrupting. It wasn’t too difficult once she started talking, giving him something else to think about. The detective was silent, turning the words over in his head. At least, he had been until she apologized and he shook his head quickly.] No, that’s uh… That’s actually more than I expected. At least… I think it is. Someone said something to me… Mm…
[Llewellyn dug through his pockets, fussing a little with a handkerchief in one hand while the other kept looking for his notebook.] Not long after I arrived… Someone said something to me that… [Finding it, he flipped the pages with a scattered expression as he stopped on a page.]
Right! It was the forest. A woman I met- shared pretzels with her... [Not an important detail, but he was refreshing his memory with his notes.] She said something about people who lived in the forest who had a low opinion of us all…? Low opinion doesn’t necessarily mean they’d have done this but… If there is more to it than that… You said you thought those you got a sense of were trying to protect something…? Perhaps that would be why... But what?
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There was purpose in what they were doing. That much has been left behind, so I'd assume they felt as if they had no choice in order to protect something. [ That much she was at least confident on by what she'd picked up around. ] We have the why now. Maybe we should start looking more into the forest itself and those people? Maybe...
[ She shook her head as she trailed off. What were they protecting? ] Are we the first people like us to arrive here? Maybe....maybe we're not and something else happened before us? I can't think of why else they'd have a low opinion of us. Unless there's something that happened that we just don't know about?
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I think… I think you’re right though, Ivy… We should start looking into the forest and those who live there… [Frowning lightly, he glanced at the archway thoughtfully.] I wonder how hard it would be to approach them ourselves…? If we can learn a good way to do so, it might be a starting point to putting their fears and dislike of us to rest. To just barge into the forest searching for whatever is out there could be seen as rude or more of a threat than we already have. We could even stumble on what they’re trying to avoid us causing if we uh- don’t know what we’re doing.
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[ She shrugged. It was a pessimistic outlook, but the truth was people rarely changed. ] At the end of the day, isn't that what criminal profiling amounts to? At it's very basic level you just take a set of traits and attach them to commonly linked crimes. Perhaps that's what they did.
[ Which would make convincing them otherwise almost impossible. Especially when they had no idea what had happened. ] Maybe it would be best to start with a bit of recon ourselves? Rather than approaching them directly, maybe we should try to see if someone could find out a bit more about them and their own habbits.
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I wish I could say otherwise, but… [She definitely wasn’t wrong, and he’d seen it happen more often than not before, as frustrating as it was.] They very likely did make the decision based upon that… It tends to be the default for most people, regardless of where you are.
That’s a good idea, I think…. I’ve always thought it useful to learn more about things rather than blunder in when possible. Even if we can’t change their minds, we can at least… avoid making their opinions worse if that’s possible. [He spent a lot of time learning about the places he went back in his world, the languages and traditions. It had made him useful on more than one occasion back in his world, when people listened to him.
Rubbing his cheek lightly, recon was probably the only option though...] And I don’t know if there’s anything that references them at the historium... Histories about what happened here are lacking, at least based on what I was told when I asked about it.
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She shook her head.] I wonder what's trying to be hidden from us.
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Then there was the lingering anxiety brought on by an experience at the Sphere where the locals had turned against arrivals, and he’d been injured. The idea of letting Ivy go alone and potentially face a similar reception was not pleasant.] Preliminary scouting trips aren’t a bad idea… But perhaps you’d allow me to tag along. Two sets of eyes are better than one. And uh- we can discuss how we’d approach speaking to one while we look around.
[No, he hadn’t phrased it as a question, which should indicate to Ivy that her friend would be stubborn about it.]
As for what… I wish I knew myself. [He tilted his head slightly, rubbing at the side of his face.] In many ways, this world seems more open than the last… But the longer we’re here, the more I realize there are too many things that no knows… Or perhaps that no one’s told us. Too many unknowns.
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[ She sighed. ] Maybe we'll be able to figure some of those unknowns out.
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