Alma
Mimikyu would sigh and give up, mildly irritated at the altarias massive ego 

Grumbling, he adjusted his sachel and headed into the forest... Is what I would've said! 

Mimikyu decided to inspect the second floor further, really taking his time to inspect the entire thing.

-mimikyu is inspecting the second floor more carefully for finer details-
Ronald
**• Cleaner**
There are several bottles of it in the trash, and some surfaces of the upstairs are still damp with it. The entire house smells of febreeze, hence its uncanny cleanliness, but it's still pretty fresh upstairs.
Ruth
*Slime? Or something like that. Larad jump and glided towards the window to get a better look, quickly regretting it when the cloak failed to cover his tail in the air giving him a quick sunlight burn. A quick return to the ground was needed, and a reminder to not do that again until night time came*

*What Larad could do now, however, was to follow the slime trail to wherever it may lead, using his stake to leave a more visible trail of holes for others to follow if they saw fit*

"Sherif, you might want to follow me. There was some slime on the window making a trail"
Daniel
Anonymous huffed, unsure what to make of it. She lifted herself through the window and dropped to the ground outside, trying to hide the fact that it actually kinda hurt her legs when she landed- But even so, she would follow the saliva trail with Larad.
Ronald
Larad and Anon would come to find the extended trail of saliva leads to... ***The town jail?***
Douglas
Meanwhile, as it seemed as though Mayor Séaghdha's house had been inspected from top to bottom, Henry stood by in the bedroom as he soaked in every finding that came to his attention, surmising what to do next. Now that the group had begun to split off in search of different leads, Henry decided his next best course of action would be...

`"Auto might've been onto something just now. If they'd found where the stolen tree bark was stored, that brings us one step closer to our culprit! They might need a helping paw bringing it back, too, so I guess I ought to go with them."` With a chirpy smile on his face, Henry stared out from the bedroom window to see the Sheriff and Larad making off for the trail they discovered. `"I think the Sheriff has got the Mayor's crown covered. She's sharp. I know it'll be a breeze for her."`

"...Wait- Why do I feel like I'm forgetting..." A sudden thought invaded his mind, immediately casting away his smile and causing him to squint off in space... Before his eyes widened up in realization.

"Ah-! Nicole!"

Immediately, Henry made for the stairs and searched for his Phione acquaintance's whereabouts within the household's upper story. "Nicole?? Are you in here?"
Daniel
Well shit. She knew this place very well.

Hell, she had keys to the place. 

"Now this is rather puzzling. This is my jail." She spoke to the gliscor near her, carefully tracing the trail of saliva toward the jail. Did it go toward a window? Cut off in front of it? Go inside?
Alma
Mimikyu would stare at the oozing pool of saliva. Mentally preparing to use mimic on it. 




Mimikyu winced, " I'm never getting used to that.. " He would grumble, visibly in a dulling pain. He started moving towards the forest, following the saliva trails after noting the form his limb took
-Cook reinstated, is there anything identifying about the arm? If not specific species maybe evolution line or something unique about it that can be discerning?
Ronald
Seems like it... Goes in through the door? In fact, there's just a big doorway that's been cut *Into* It— Yes, a doorway cut into a door! Same kind of cut that the trees had, in fact. And inside the jail was...

**The turbann?**

The Mimikyu's arm would grow quite hardened... With a bright silvery shade and multiple spikes developing on it. It was... Stiff, if anything. Perhaps somewhat uncomfortable? It was... A shell developed with a great helix.
Ruth
"Your jail? You didnt happen to have a prisoner, did you? That would certainly make this easier" *Larad looked at the broken down door and placed his claws around the cuts* "Looks similar to the ones in the woods. Same rascal perhaps?" *Was a broken door fair game? Probably, but better be safe than sorry* "May I come in to check what else is inside? Our slimy friend might have left more than one trail for us to find"
Samantha
"Call me slimy again m8 an ill fuckin 'ave ya." The Turbann responded, indignantly.
Daniel
Anonymous couldn't help but let out a small laugh at the vampire's question about her, "Hell no. I'm the sheriff." 

"Yeah. Just don't get any ideas." She responded to his other inquiry, opening the door for him to enter, as any nice gentlelady does. That being said, she couldn't help but pause and stare in shock at the sight that awaited her.

She knew what she was looking at, but it was also ridiculous and unbelievable. She recognized it of course, she knew what Séaghdha's shellder looked like, but she had never seen it... Like this.

"Uh. Right..." She took a moment to gather her thoughts.

"I think I get the gist of you being here but... Do you have a name?" She'd walk inside once Larad did the same.
Samantha
"Yeah, I got a name, I'm Nonna. That's nonna yer fuckin business, mate." The Turbann responded, bouncing a little in place but clearly not exactly being threatening at all. "Where's that big juicy brain I've been munching on? Who took him?"
Ruth
"I meant it as in, with you being the sheriff, did you have anyone in the jail?" *Larad corrected himself with a soft smile, before entering the jail... Or at least attempting to. He was too surprised by the smaller creature to take the step forward*

"Excuse my expression... Nonna... I didnt have a best descriptor for your. Now I do I suppose" *For as rude as 'Nonna' was, it didnt look very threatening* "The brain of the mayor? I'm unsure, I never quite entered his residence. Erm... Nonna, if you dont mind telling me, how did you end up so far from him?"