<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264267.msg13059611#msg13059611">Quote from: Atarn on 19-03-2017, 15:27:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/47/34/dd/4734dd4d33301c22823f4ac741cca776.jpg)</div></div>" You know Doc, that's good enough for me. But the brass wants it prim and proper."<br/>With skill and precision Hella prepares to open the man up after some more inspection of the visible injuries. And that is when it all takes a turn for a really long one as the tattoo on just above his heart becomes semi-visible through the blood and gore...A round circle, with twelve stylized swords pointing inwards. John Doe was obviously a Knight of the Round.<br/>Who also is missing his heart.<br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/89/Hella.jpg)</div><strong>Hella</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ddAhIIOirStiZ4WImNPb1KwNirLN73rXdJL6EDxCGn8/edit?usp=sharing)<br/>Hella worked prudently and in relative silence,  having company made it endurable and for what it was worth, she didnt want Cross to figure her crazy. If he didnt allready.<br/><br/>Therefore her silence and lack of movement raised no alarm but the clink of a scalpel set aside and her deep sigh when leaned forward might have.<br/><br/>"Why is it that you never bring me uncomplicated and quick Cross?" Hella looked up like a black cat before rising, taking off her gloves and heading for the percolator, pouring a large cup of coffe and sipping. "That's a Knight we have there... How lovely. Fairly sure cause of death involves the lack of a heart." And Hella hadn't had the pleasure of autopsying a Knight of the Round before but she was quite that soon there would be some raising hell in her hallways to get them to release the body.  Downing the rest of the cup Hella slammed it down before putting on a new pair of latex gloves.<br/><br/>Her bluish grey and black eyes turned to Cross as her thick eyebrows drew together. "It's up to you to hold off on releasing the body if they come knocking for it before I'm done."