[Jacob]

Sergeant Major: "I poisenally would love to know how this happened? Hm?"

His gruff voice was a feared one amongst his inferiors, however, the fact that he could not pronounce certain words gave his lowers something to laugh about...when he wasn't around of course.

Sergeant Major: "How about you Soldier. Do you know how one of the security Guards got killed, merely making his way home?"

The troops were lined up, around ten of them altogether. All of them were on duty the time of the murder. The only way they actually found the body was when the Skarvern's started circling and bobbing along inbetween four of the capsules. Thinking it was some sort of dead Rat or Dog one of the troops wandered off to dispose of the corpse and any rotting piece of flesh that was left...Unfortunatly he wandered upon the half eaten body of Corain. The Skarvern's were in a large horde by this point, around five to eight. When they get in groups of that size its hard to 'shoo' them away from a free meal. Their three inch, feathered necks swaying around as if it was trying to hypnotise the Orkhid Guard. Their black, sleak feathers ruffling, making a trance-like sound. The creatures were a weird specie, more like a Crow than anything. With their black hooked beaks and large muscly wings. However, the only thing that parted them from Crows were their long, retractable neck and the 3rd leg.
After the initial shock of seeing such a sight, the Orkhid reported it back and thus the cleaners and forensics took over. What really pissed the Sergeant Major off though, was the fact nobody noticed anything. The CCTV was seemingly inplanted with a virus of some sort that actually made it loop after three seconds, giving the illusion of a trouble free zone. And the deed was commited in such a professional manner, that only at the last moment were Guards and other personal notified. The superior of these highly trained Orkhids felt ill. His white, broken face was filled with seething anger for the purpetrator. He had never actually met Corain, but he had heard good things about him. How the children listened to him and obeyed him, possibly even looking up to him. And now...he was dead. It was a disgusting fact of life...

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Coroner: "Yes...Yes i understand. Hmm? I'll send the photo's over right away. Well, in my personal opinion, it seems to be more of a ritual killing than anything. Yes, there seems to be the letter 'A' carved into his forehead. I was thinking somesort of God, Reptilian maybe? Mudokon? Yeh, i'll keep you updated. Ok. Ok. Bye."

With that the coroner hung up the phone and turned back to the body lying on the operating table, now used for dissecting the dead. The room had a white floor, blood stains could be seen. Some drops fresh, some old. The walls and ceilings were steal and this was one of three rooms were dissection was carried out. Sniffing the Orkhid wandered upto the corpse and picked up his dictaphone which graced the instrument stool. It was amongst such items as scalpels, clamps, saws etc. Pressing the button on the little, silver box, the Orkhid began to speak into it, recording his findings. He then placed it back down and lifted the body up and rolled it on its side.

Coroner: "Continuing at 0956 hours. There are some minor lasserations to the subjects back. It seems that before the Orkhid died, he was beaten at least a dozen times with some sort of flexable hard weapon. Their also seems to be some sore, bald patches on the back of the head, indicating some sort of hair pulling torture of some kind. Moving down the spinal column their are pin pricks and a sign of forced entry into the anus. It seems as if our body here was raped and beaten viciously. I am sure from my previous statements, observations and photographs you can build a quite vivid picture of the incident that has happened. I shall now take a swab of the inside of the rectum to see if i can find any traces of DNA. You should see the results in the file in which this tape goes with."

*Click*
He pushed the stop button and walked over to one of the cabinets on the wall. Slowly sliding the door to the left he took out a tub full of swabs, which looked more like ear-cleaners then anything else. Sighing he then turned back to his subject, and continued in his search for evidence...

(OOC: Silversnow, as the story progress' your question will be answered. Any other questions anyone has?)