#transientgallant

[bluesuitpapa]

happy fathers day

Thanks Dani! I’ve been busy with Trucy today, but it’s always nice to hear from you! 😁

[justiceinmultiplicity-blog]

Detective Herrington hadn’t caught sight of Detective Strider for a while now. He knows that she’s been showing up to work, but the both of them were so swamped with the influx of cases and shift in the prosecutor’s load that he was never able to spot her. That, and Solas would always swoop in before he could get a word in. Did he and Strider even have a relationship beyond him handing files over and barking orders? Probably not.

The cigarette catches light, and soon enough smoke billows from his mouth before he greets the younger woman.

“And here I thought you quit.” He quips, looking up from his usual spot on the bench.

[ulmicubiquarian-blog]

@transientgallant started following you

excUse this delay. i had not received a notification for yoU! or for qUite a few, bUt sUrely this isn’t *too* late a greeting.  there is jUst no telling when yoU arrived. 

erroneoUs notification system aside, it's a pleasUre to meet yoU!  what woUld yoUr name be? 

[ulcerousumbrage]

transientgallant started following you

WHAT AM I LOOKING AT. 

THERE’S NO SIGN. OR SYMBOL. TO DENOTE WHO THE OWNER OF THIS HANDLE IS. 

I SuGGEST YOu CHANGE THAT. TO SPARE THE FuTuRE uNFORTuNATE SHIT STAINS YOu FOLLOW THE TROuBLE OF RACKING THEIR FORMIDABLE BRAINS. IN AN uNPLEASANT PROCESS OF LOGICAL DEDuCTION. 

ACTuALLY. 

DON’T DO THAT. KEEP IT HOW IT IS.  IT WILL SERVE AS A DECENT MENTAL PRACTICE.  FOR EVERY FuTuRE IDIOT TO COME.

[jerichowalker]

transientgallant:

Dani hadn’t been sure why she initially followed the trail to begin with. She had been out to get fresh air and to hopefully clear her head from the work load. But somehow inbetween her thoughts and the buzz of questions that plagued her mind, she found herself dipping through alleys. It wasn’t until midway through her odd, trance like state that she realize there is a blood trail in front of her and the only thing keeping her from turning back is curiosity.

Has she known before that the trail is warm and she’d find the source she would have gone back. Though it’s too late now and she finds herself staring at a man crouched over what she presumes to be a dead body.

“I would have asked the same to you,” she responds calmly. “Would you rather I disappear?” She stifles a yawn behind her hand as she scans around the alley behind her shades. There’s something oddly fitting about this though it alludes her at the moment.

Oh, it was her.

Pocketing the thing in his other hand, Jeriho stands up and pulls out a handkerchief. He cleans off his hands as best he can before walking forward towards the woman.

“We have a strange habit of meetin’ under strange circumstances.” Jericho says as he draws closer, “I’m beginnin’ t’think we’re supposed t’keep meetin’ like this. What’s a woman like you doin’ followin’ a trail of blood?”

[itsgottabethebutz]

@transientgallant

Soft footfalls clattered down besides the crumbled mess. Cold, lifeless, she knew the deed is done. The plan (as always) had gone successfully well. But simply taking the body wasn’t enough. It needed to be disposed of quickly. In chunks.

It’s what she wanted. Not what she was told to do but she craved seeing the entire thing in a mess. A few slices and she could carry the remains away easily. It’s what she told herself. In some ways practiced in her mind like a broken record.

Then another pair of footsteps catches her ears. No one usually comes down this way. It’s why she chose this spot to lead the victim here. But now it’s too late to go back. Maybe another body-

No. The familiar voice tells her not to do so. She keeps a red, coated back to him. Her head slightly tilted but hiding the expression on her face. “I found him like this,” she says softly. It’s not easy sounding innocent but there’s a chance that she might be believable to him.

D-Dani, what happened? Are you hurt--?!

The scent of death hits him like a rock. His grocery bag slips from his grasp and rolls away from him, the glass bottles inside probably shattered and oozing with fizzing liquid. Larry covers his nose and mouth with both hands as he catches a glimpse of the corpse on the ground, but what strikes him the most is that Dani’s jacket matches the color spilled on the cement.

W-we have to...call somebody f-for help. The police...y-yeah, we gotta call the police. 

Never mind that Dani is a detective, herself; that fact completely slips Larry’s panicked mind with the situation at hand. 

Some...somebody, anybody!!! Help!!!

[bluesuitpapa]

transientgallant replied to your post:If any of you have set up funeral arrangements I...

and just when i was ready with flowers

Oh, so I only get flowers when I’m dead?

[controlledapocalypse]

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Sonny Moore is a curse upon this universe, Dani. We have to take him out.