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written by Katฤฑlฤฑm Mayฤฑs 2023
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He'd mutter on, mostly just to himself at this point... it seems as though this mystery had started sucking him in even more than before, upon these specific questions being asked.
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โ It didn't smell, in the house. So...
๐๐ฉ๐บ only kill the maid of the house? ๐๐ฉ๐บ use the window, when the door was unlocked? And ๐ธ๐ฉ๐บ leave it open still...?
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โ Or. โ
Quick as the Doctor was, he'd snatch the cigar straight from Max's lips, using it to point.
He didn't like cigarettes.
โ What about the absence... of evidence? I did say there was traces of plasma in the ashes of that poor maid, didn't I?
You know what no one has +
โโ ๐ฏetective.@phantomunitx
Sitting back down, the unlit cigar in my hand is placed between my teeth. โToo many empty variables allow for any possibility at the moment. Weโll need to find more clues.โ
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Oh, I was merely being coy...
Grumpelstiltskin.
Aspirin?
( grabbing into his coat )
โโ ๐ฏetective.@phantomunitx
Ha? I was referring to the real, physical pain in my skull. How often do you annoy people to assume something like that, I wonder...
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> Has been forced out of her office to have a day to herself.
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had developed.
Plus his own, of course...
Which were a bit more out there, but all in due time.
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amusing to him, by the way he carried both his tone and mannerism.
As if he was more than delighted being more knowledgeable than her in this situation...
Which put them back on common grounds when it came to the case at hand. Here, he was relying on the working theories she +
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Slowly and eloquently, the old man put the cup to his lips, Max's question lingering in the air โ answered only by the extended, calm sipping of tea.
Very, very extended actually.
โ One mystery before the other with you... โ He'd eventually say, placing the teacup back onto +
โโ ๐ฏetective.@phantomunitx
I sit in front of the quaint teacup set up. That blue police box in the corner of the room is so comedically out of place at the moment that I have temporarily disregarded its existence. One thing at a time. Questions are too easy to lose track of. Sip. Mm. Soothing.
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his hands eagerly, the eccentric Doctor started placing sugarcubes into his teacup, keeping eye contact with Max, whilst he... continued to place multiple cubes into his cup.
โ Hit me! โ
It sounded - almost challenging, coming from him.
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teacups on the small desk in front of the sofa, sitting down himself and leaning back.
โ Any working theories already? I- love working theories, I always get to deconstruct them and make people see the actual picture. Clever moment, no shame in it. So! โ
Rubbing +
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โ Do I have to too? โ
The Doctor asked, his tone suddenly changing from the previously hardened scotsman into something - strangely innocent sounding as he adressed Max.
โ Sometimes I get confused, I just want to be sure we both get it right. โ
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โโ ๐ฏetective.@phantomunitx
Digging into my coat pocket, I pull out my notepad and pen to flip to a blank page. "I need to take a headcount. If everyone could provide their names, please." The Doctor's name and my own have been written at the top.
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