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[departed_child_of_gods]

*As subtly as possible, a slight blur of green has been ducking into a number of buildings in the area looking for any sorts of clues in regards to who is responsible for the current problem. Incorporeality is useful when it comes to needing to be where you're not supposed to be, among many other wonderful uses, and Tojiko's using it to full extent. Can't have your side eating itself out from within, after all.

Of course, this has the disadvantage of potentially startling anybody who DOES see her. Or, alternatively, letting her catch people doing rather... private things.*

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[just_some_meddler]

[Incorporeality is really the best way to get into a building, but good old fashioned window breaking is the next best thing. There's a sound of tinkling glass, then a sense that Soga is no longer alone in the building.]

[departed_child_of_gods]

*Eh? Eh eh eh? Soga's not sure what's going on, so she just possesses the first piece of furniture she can find and watches. What the heck?*

[just_some_meddler]

[Apparently oblivious, Ciel wanders through the house. It used to be the home of one of the people going nuts, and she's trying to find any clues.

In short the same thing Soga was doing.]

[departed_child_of_gods]

*That may be the case -- but to Tojiko, she looks kind of like a burgler. Well that's just inappropriate, robbing at a time like this!

...then again, she's not really any more welcome of a visitor.

She hesitates. But, uh, doesn't leave the davenport she's residing in.*

[just_some_meddler]

[She starts going through the previous owner's stuff. Phone messages, mail, fiddling with their personal computer, glancing through books for hidden notes, even the garbage. Once or twice she stops to glance at the davenport. There's something suspicious about that couch.]

[departed_child_of_gods]

*Like you should talk lady! Still, she continues to hide. What IS she doing? What if the owners come back? Geez!*

[just_some_meddler]

[What she's DOING is copying down all the contacts from the computer or phone in to a little notebook, seeing who the former resident associated with.

After one too many sidelong glances, Ciel swung her arm around in one lightning fast, fluid motion and threw a sword that hadn't been there a second before at the sofa, stabbing through the back and into the wall. From Soga's position possessing it, this felt like she herself was getting stabbed, and vacating the davenport suddenly seemed like a good idea.]

[departed_child_of_gods]

YEEOOUCH!

*She shoots up like a piece of toast. She's gripping her chest, looking pained.*

Hey, what's the big idea, damnit?! Do you always stab the furniture of houses you've broken into?!

[just_some_meddler]

[Another shrugging motion flicked three more swords into her hand, held between the fingers. She didn't throw these ones, just held them at her side.]

I THOUGHT that sofa felt suspicious. What are you doing here?

[departed_child_of_gods]

I could ask you the same thing! Breaking and entering like some common criminal! What are you even looking for, anyway?!

[just_some_meddler]

I'm trying to find a connection between the people who lost their fragile little grips on sanity. I just happen to lack the ability to walk through walls.

[departed_child_of_gods]

*Oh for the love of --*

I guess we're seeking the same thing, then. Bah.

I suppose I should ask if you've seen anything of note.

[just_some_meddler]

Nothing yet. I'm starting by figuring out who they associate with, though. Seeing if there are any people who show up a lot.

[departed_child_of_gods]

I see. And all those machines can help with that sorta thing?