Lauren: Is that my alarm already, can I not just wait in a few more minutes?

 

 

Lauren: I suppose not. 

 

 

Lauren: Wait why am I in bed, 'madam kitsune' was in here?

 

 

Fox: Well I got a little uncomfortable and thought that I'd swap, the seat was a lot more comfortable you know.

 

 

Lauren: I'm also pretty sure I went to sleep with a top on.

 

 

Fox: {Blushing} I don't think you did.

 

 

Lauren: I definitely did, not that it matters now.

 

 

Fox: So I've found you don't have anything to eat here, how do you eat?

 

 

Lauren: I eat out, easier for me, and I don't have to cook. I know you can't go outside like that, but it doesn't matter. 

 

 

Lauren: I'm meeting a friend at the Blue Butterfly, I'll bring back some food for you. Just don't wreck the place while I'm gone.

 

 

 

An hour or so later...

 

Lauren: Well this place is quiet. Quieter than usual. I'm glad I've kept strapped.

 

 

Lauren: But Vivace did like the quiet, it was certainly her.

 

 

Lauren: Okay, this is far too quiet, she never paid off the receptionist, at all.

 

 

Lauren: Something is wrong, very wrong.

 

 

Lauren: C'mon this elevator is going to take forever isn't it?

 

 

Lauren: Finally.

 

 

A few moments later...

 

Lauren: So, this is the room right?

 

 

Lauren: 26-6a. This is it, and a god awful smell with it as well. And the door was slightly open.

 

 

Lauren: Fine, since this is the only way! Vivace!

 

 

Lauren: Vivace!

 

 

Lauren: Well that explains the smell. Oh Vivace.

 

 

Lauren: Who would've done this to you?

 

 

Lauren: So, they left you like this, alone in this cold place. But the blood is strange.

 

 

Lauren: No actual wounds only...bite marks on her neck, and the blood looks as if it was smeared rather than from a wound

 

 

Lauren: God, I'm sorry I wasn't here sooner. But this means she was killed and even if she was part of the pack that despised me. She was a friend. And whoever took her from me was an enemy.

 

 

Lauren: Another tablet eh? Looks like I'm dealing with someone who has a great interest in me.

 

 

Message: Ah well I know you've met my friend now. Her name is Felicia and she, as you likely know, is a kitsune. I must tell you something. Your friend Vivace didn't die because I'm some maniacal serial killer. No. She's dead because you have taken one of my friends, I thought it was only fitting that you lose someone too. I suppose those are the lessons of court kicking in. I suppose once you've lived for a thousand years these things become...trivial. I know about your work as a detective. Hell, you almost found me. So for the sake of the people of this city, don't come after me...if you do I will slaughter your pack and everyone you've ever cared for. Capiche? Also put on a smile, I can see you from the window. From your most ardent admirer, Shea.