<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/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264267.msg13113870#msg13113870">Quote from: Atarn on 10-04-2017, 01:31:22</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>"Yeah, and it's my job to shoot those things...How do we shoot something that can remove your heart without causing any related injuries?"<br/>He flashes her a grin, his youth obvious as the commander of the Alpha teams were only in his mid 20's. Then he gets a cup of coffee and heads out into the corridor.<br/>"Take your time Doc."<br/>He opens the door and steps out of the room, coffee in one hand while he eyes the emissary of the Order that is outside the door.<br/>"The Order's representative, I take it? Alan Cross, Alpha Squadron. Your Knight is part of an ongoing investigation, and will be returned to your care as soon as possible."<br/>Hella can find a few more odd things, like while there are no outside wounds, the inside where his heart should be is in a bit of a mess. Whatever removed his heart tore it out from within. And he has another tattoo on the inside of his arm, just above the armpit. An upturned V surrounded by a black circle.<br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Looking somewhat tired and feeling really, really old when the Alpha team commander went out to talk to the order emissary Hella stared at the floor a moment as she contemplated on the fact that the handsome boy was the type who'd die a valorous death and in these times, perhaps more likely than ever. A shame too. She enjoyed the weird shit he brought to her morgue and frankly, his arrogance was amusing. But that was hopefully a day far into the future and today she had a proper mystery to look into. "Well let's see what you have to tell me sir knight. I'm afraid I make no promises of being gentle but I do promise I will find out what happened to you." Standing with a lean over the table Hella held the corpse's dead gaze for a while before giving a nod, as if sealing a deal.<br/><br/>Efficient and very carefull Hella took her time indeed, keeping detailed notes and doing her best to put a date to the tattoo, but once she felt satisfied with her time the ravenhaired woman prettied the man up tidily and covered him. Hands were freed from the latex gloves and she brought her preliminary notes with her, heading to the door while glancing at her office part. The beastly dog seemed to still sleep so she'd chance ducking out into the hallway, worst case she'd open the door to a facefull of fur when going back in.