𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 ——

—— 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 .

[𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 —— @AlwaysUnarmed]

ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴅɪᴍᴇɴsɪᴏɴ ɪɴ sᴘᴀᴄᴇ. ᴛᴀʀᴅɪs ғᴏʀ sʜᴏʀᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ sᴀғᴇ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ sᴀғᴇ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ.

ᴀɴʏ ϙᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs?

[𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 —— @AlwaysUnarmed]

𝘞𝘩𝘺 the folded clothes... ❞

He'd mutter on, mostly just to himself at this point... it seems as though this mystery had started sucking him in even more than before, upon these specific questions being asked.

[𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 —— @AlwaysUnarmed]

❝ Or. ❞

Quick as the Doctor was, he'd snatch the cigar straight from Max's lips, using it to point.

He didn't like cigarettes.

❝ What about the absence... of evidence? I did say there was traces of plasma in the ashes of that poor maid, didn't I?

You know what no one has +

[━━ 𝕯etective. @phantomunitx]

Sitting back down, the unlit cigar in my hand is placed between my teeth.

“Too many empty variables allow for any possibility at the moment. We’ll need to find more clues.”

[𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 —— @AlwaysUnarmed]

❝ It didn't smell, in the house. So...

𝘞𝘩𝘺 only kill the maid of the house? 𝘞𝘩𝘺 use the window, when the door was unlocked? And 𝘸𝘩𝘺 leave it open still...?

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[𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 —— @AlwaysUnarmed]

Oh, I was merely being coy...
Grumpelstiltskin.

Aspirin?
( grabbing into his coat )

[━━ 𝕯etective. @phantomunitx]

Ha? I was referring to the real, physical pain in my skull. How often do you annoy people to assume something like that, I wonder...

[𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 —— @AlwaysUnarmed]

Such kind nicknames.

[━━ 𝕯etective. @phantomunitx]

Persisting headache.

[━━ 𝕯etective. @phantomunitx]

> Has been forced out of her office to have a day to herself.

[𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 —— @AlwaysUnarmed]

had developed.

Plus his own, of course...
Which were a bit more out there, but all in due time.

[𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 —— @AlwaysUnarmed]

Slowly and eloquently, the old man put the cup to his lips, Max's question lingering in the air — answered only by the extended, calm sipping of tea.

Very, very extended actually.

❝ One mystery before the other with you... ❞ He'd eventually say, placing the teacup back onto +

[━━ 𝕯etective. @phantomunitx]

I sit in front of the quaint teacup set up. That blue police box in the corner of the room is so comedically out of place at the moment that I have temporarily disregarded its existence. One thing at a time. Questions are too easy to lose track of.

Sip. Mm. Soothing.

[𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 —— @AlwaysUnarmed]

amusing to him, by the way he carried both his tone and mannerism.

As if he was more than delighted being more knowledgeable than her in this situation...

Which put them back on common grounds when it came to the case at hand. Here, he was relying on the working theories she +

[✧. ┊  𝚆illow @drummerboyY2K]

⠀⠀ ┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺ #OCRP ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ #MVRP ⁺ ⁺ ✧ ┊┊┊

[𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 —— @AlwaysUnarmed]

his hands eagerly, the eccentric Doctor started placing sugarcubes into his teacup, keeping eye contact with Max, whilst he... continued to place multiple cubes into his cup.

❝ Hit me! ❞

It sounded - almost challenging, coming from him.

[𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 —— @AlwaysUnarmed]

❝ Do I have to too? ❞

The Doctor asked, his tone suddenly changing from the previously hardened scotsman into something - strangely innocent sounding as he adressed Max.

❝ Sometimes I get confused, I just want to be sure we both get it right. ❞

Following that cheeky +

[━━ 𝕯etective. @phantomunitx]

Digging into my coat pocket, I pull out my notepad and pen to flip to a blank page.

"I need to take a headcount. If everyone could provide their names, please."

The Doctor's name and my own have been written at the top.

[𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 —— @AlwaysUnarmed]

teacups on the small desk in front of the sofa, sitting down himself and leaning back.

❝ Any working theories already? I- love working theories, I always get to deconstruct them and make people see the actual picture. Clever moment, no shame in it. So! ❞

Rubbing +