Give us some details on this mask. Where exactly did you find it? Does it remind you of anyone you know, or have you seen any similar item in anyone's possession?

Hm, maybe we should ask to learn a little more about the history of his relationship with his wife Have they ever hit a few rocky roads over the years? Does he feel she'd have a reason or motive to pursue adultery with another? Best be careful with how you word the questions though, given the personal and intimate nature of the subject.

Any changes of routine from his wife recently? Could he elaborate on this 'shifty behaviour' he's observed?

Has there been any changes in the household's circumstances? New friends? Extra expenditures? Changes in employment? Family or friends having trouble?

Walk us through how he found the mask.

Naocat 2023/10/31(Tue)18:56 No. 1076056 ID: 3a8aa9
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“Well first, let’s address the primary concern. You did bring the mask, didn’t you?” His smirk stiffens up into a pained gloom, and hands the bag to you. Lo and behold, there’s a rather small, leather, red, full-head mask inside, resembling a dog. You go further, using your deep analysis skill to carefully inspect the mask down to the detail. The craft quality is second to none, but there are some lines of refurbished thread. No doubt it’s seen some heavy use. It seems that certain parts such as the “ears” and the “brows” were replaced, given the difference in “creasing” and “Color” from the main body. It also seems as though the “Lace” that tightens the mask in the back was replaced as well, given the lack of wear and tear on the current lace, as well as the small artifacts of wear on the eyelets. The overall feel and rigidness suggests that the mask was very well maintained and/or touched up. There is no visible fur on the mask, meaning the mask was unused for a while and/or cleaned thoroughly. The “wideness” of the snout seems to have been altered as well. May have been manufactured as a “base” then “made to fit” certain species and/or sizes, but the lace in the back makes this mask wearable to a variety of people. Given the quality and miniscule imperfections in the spacing of the stitches, this seems to have been hand stitched from the beginning. There’s a stamp on the back, displaying an old logo. Despite your dabbled knowledge of the craft, you don’t recognize it.

Naocat 2023/10/31(Tue)18:58 No. 1076058 ID: 3a8aa9
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>Give us some details on this mask. Where exactly did you find it?

“You said that you just found this mask, correct? Where did you find it? It wasn’t just lying about, was it?” You inquire. Harvey looks concerned.

“Well, no. It was in Beth’s- My wife’s nightstand. I saw the strings on the back hanging out of the front around two days ago. I went and hid it in my closet until I could find out what exactly it was. I asked a couple drinking buddies and they told me it’s some deviant thing. I didn’t exactly understand what they meant, but they told me it was pretty bad. Then one of ‘em recommended you two for finding out where it came from.”

>maybe we can try to steer the conversation toward kink, and see what we can find out while Harvey is talking about that?

“Well, this is certainly a kink mask. Specifically a Pup Hood. Most commonly used in petplay, where one party is treated like a pet, sometimes wearing accessories or clothing items relating to a species of animal. In this case, a dog.” You place the mask back into the bag and hand it to Cooper, who gives it a short whiff, then nods.


Harvey ruffles his brow and tilts his head. Everything you said went over his head. “I… Well uh…”

Cooper interrupts his stammering with a plain statement. “Whoever wears this mask likes being treated like a pet.” Harvey’s eyes widen. He looks almost disgusted, but after a moment, a pink blush stretches across his face.

“Well I mean- That’s hardly a… It’s not like, well do they have-” He’s cut off by a loud moan from a few lanes over. He turns his head to see what caused it, then immediately turns his head back around, beet red. “Oh my god… are those guys having sex?!” You exchange looks with Cooper, who looks over to Jubilee, who has just arrived. She isn’t wearing a top. Her tits are out.

You are now Zenith Groundfull, Cooper Donovan, and Jubilee Paz.

You simultaneously come to the exact same conclusion.

This guy’s vanilla.

You really should have picked a bowling alley where people didn't have sex in the booths or go topless / bottomless.

Just to be thorough, is he sure the mask wouldn't fit his wife? Perhaps she got it from a friend and was waiting to get it altered.

It would be nice if she just wanted to spice up the bedroom and simply hadn't got around to asking her husband yet.

ooooh! Jubilee got an exhibitionism kink. nice.

>>1076071
agree on this

>>1076056
>well-used, with repairs
Huh. What if his wife is the one doing repairs? Anyway, we have a lead. The logo. Do a reverse image search on it. Or if that's no good, we go asking around in kink circles.

>>1076071
>spice up the bedroom
Oh. Would it fit *him*, if not her?

Oh yeah, good point. Ask if his wife knows about repairing something like this, or anyone they know that might be a tailor

>>1076058
I'd point out to him how the mask looks like it's had some repair work. Maybe she was just fixing it up for someone?

Ask him how their sex life has been lately. Only in as much detail as he's comfortable with. Has she seemed unsatisfied? Has she hinted at wanting to try something new?

Naocat 2023/11/08(Wed)08:29 No. 1076797 ID: c21ceb
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“Harvey, they’re allowed to have sex” Cooper starts to explain. “This is an 18+ bowling alley for a reason.” Cooper leans forward and spreads their legs a bit. They lean towards Zenith, starting up their guard dog instinct.

“I mean… Well it’s… this is nothing like it was a couple decades ago! Me n’ Beth came around here almost every weekend and there was nothing like this happening!” Jubilee circles around and stands behind the duo. Harvey looks bug-eyed at her chest.

“Around fifteen years ago, this place was bought out by an old philanthropist and is now run under new management. My boss is a very kinky gal, but on top of that, she strives to create sex-positive spaces for anyone who wants them.” She sits atop the bench, draping her tail over her partners.

>You really should have picked a bowling alley where people didn't have sex in the booths or go topless / bottomless.

“I- Wait, so you took me to a… a big ol’ sex party, or whatever you call it? I’m married!” Harvey barks, quieting the other party. He stands, as if he was about to leave. Zenith tosses the mask to the bear.

“You asked me to dig up some incredibly personal stuff, Harvey. If you aren’t ready to be in a space like this, you aren’t ready to know the truth.” The scathing remark infuriates the bear. His fists curl up and his eyes widen, cracking the limits of his temper. A low, violent growl radiates off of Cooper’s back. “And this isn’t “just some sex party”” Zenith continues. “It isn’t a sex party at all. This is a haven. This is a place people like us three can feel safe, a place for us to love each other as we deem fit. Away from judgemental eyes, away from the endless hate we face, away from those who think we’re better off dead.” Harvey hesitates, but his glare persists. “If you’re to leave now, don’t leave with the idea that you were tricked into being here or brought against your will. Remember, You came to us.” Zenith lies down on his side, showing the bear that he’s not afraid in the slightest. “And just as you were invited to come, you are invited to leave. Will you give up now, after everything?”

Harvey’s glare persists after Zenith finishes. He knows how imposing he is and he’s trying to use it against you. You three return the glare, but he holds steady. The other party a few lanes over dares not make a sound.

After what feels like an eternity of deadpan silence, he sits down, defeated. “I’m awfully sorry. I didn’t mean to insult you or make you feel bad or anything. I’m just… I’m way out of my element here.”

Zenith sits back up with a sigh, and Cooper remains on guard. “I understand. It’s a tough thing to learn something completely new about your partner, especially a secret.” Zenith says, consoling the distressed bear. “We didn’t go easy on you. I’ll try to be a bit slower. Make sure you’re comfortable and all that.”

The bear shuffles in his seat for a second, then nods. “Thank you, Detective.”

Naocat 2023/11/08(Wed)08:29 No. 1076798 ID: c21ceb
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Jubilee breaks the depressing atmosphere with a suggestion. “I know! How about we ease the tension a little bit!” Harvey looks a bit flustered.

“Well… I mean it’s not that I’m not uh… interested in you, ma’am. I’m just not sure it’d be right. I’ve still got a wife and all, hah.” Jubilee chuckles. This is prime teasing territory.

She stands up and waltzes over to the kiosk. “Oh please, your wife doesn’t have to know about a little bowling game!” Zenith and Cooper giggle, turning the bear beet-red once again. She punches in the party’s four names: COOP, ZEEN, HARV, JBEE. She walks back, holding her hand out to Cooper. “The usual?” They nod and hand the menu to her.

Zenith chimes in, “And a couple of mimosas, just you and me. Coop’s gotta drive.” Jubilee nods and turns to Harvey. “Water for the bear. I need him sober.”

“Not even a shot for confidence?” He chuckles.

“Oh, we don’t do shots here anymore. We’re pretty strict on drinks after the incident.” Harvey looks very concerned, but decides not to ask. “I’ll be back in a bit, go ahead and start without me!” With that, she’s off to the “kitchen” to prep those orders.

Time to get a perfect strike on your first go so the client knows that you are a capable detective who can get the job done.

Naocat 2023/11/27(Mon)17:18 No. 1078186 ID: 598d4a
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>Time to get a perfect strike on your first go so the client knows that you are a capable detective who can get the job done.

Cooper steps up to the lane, takes a breath, and throws their first ball. It’s a good 8, but splitter. They drop to their knees, devastated by being a capable detective who cannot get the job done. “Anyway, now that the pleasantries are out of the way, back to business.” Zenith states. Harvey shuffles in his seat and nods.

>Hm, maybe we should ask to learn a little more about the history of his relationship with his wife

“Let’s take it from the top. Give me a timeline. What was your relationship with Beth like up to this point?”

“Well let’s see here… We met when I was 19 and she was 21. We went to university together. We didn’t hit it off instantly, but she asked me out and, I guess I had a thing for her too. She’s warm, funny, loves talking, and I was a pretty good listener. We were there for each other. For some reason, she felt safe around me. Eventually, we moved in together while I was finishing up college, but then I got an offer from the Naval Armed Services for a couple years to be an extra bit of muscle. We were looking at hard times and almost no wiggle room for finances, and the money from the government couldn’t hurt, so I was sent off to the seas. We sent each other letters and such and we missed each other dearly. I’d like to say I got so sad that I cried until I went blind in my eye, but it was probably something to do with the head trauma. When I got back, we got married and that was that!”

“No children?”

“Oh heavens no! As compatible as we are, we’ve still got uh… The wrong… Biological compatibility. Besides, Beth hates kids. As much of a great wife she is, she’s told me how awful of a mother she’d make. I don’t quite see it, but I’m not complaining!”

“I respect that. Can’t stand ‘em either. So you were away for two years?”

“I know, I know. The whole stigma against military partners that they’re unfaithful, but I trust Beth with my life. I know she wouldn’t do something like that! At least, I used to. I’m just so unsure now.” There’s another moment of silence, broken up by Cooper’s one extra pin. They return to the benches and Zenith goes up.

Walk them through the traditional ways of determining if a spouse has a secret lifestyle or a hidden life or is cheating or has some sort of secret problem -- following them, tapping and checking devices, stakeouts, going through trash, so on and so forth, and all the other forms of invading privacy that are the private detective's remit.

Ask him about their home life. Their hobbies, jobs, etc. What's a typical day in the Agguire house like?

Naocat 2024/05/07(Tue)18:19 No. 1090545 ID: 17abec
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>Ask him how their sex life has been lately. Only in as much detail as he's comfortable with. Has she seemed unsatisfied? Has she hinted at wanting to try something new?

Cooper sits back on the bench, ready to ask away. They heard everything said before, and wrote it down, given how good their hearing is. They lean back a bit, then start their interrogation. “Okay, give me your baseline on sex. What’s your deal? Who takes the reins?” He stammers, embarrassed. The questions were a bit easier up to this point, but the sudden shift to sex talk was jarring. “Woah, take it easy man. I’m not here to judge you on this kind of stuff. Look, I’ll be transparent too. Let’s see… I like putting my dick in things, but it’s sweeter when someone else has the control. Love getting gagged too, mouth stuff in general is hot.”

Harvey coughs, reserving his judgment. “I uh… I guess I like cuddling? Beth is very warm in more ways than one. But I like letting Beth take care of me. She’s got very delicate hands, and… I don’t know how to put this… Her mouth-”

“Can do a lot more than talking~?” Cooper teases. Harvey nods, clearly trying to hide his crotch. “Yeah, Zenith says that about me too.” Zenith throws his first. But the saucy comment interrupts his focus. It goes straight for the middle, but veers off course and hits 3 pins. He may not be a bowling star, but he is a capable detective.


>It would be nice if she just wanted to spice up the bedroom and simply hadn't got around to asking her husband yet.

“Has your wife tried anything experimental in the bedroom before? Maybe she was just trying to spice things up with you?” They grin, excited to hear the real dirty stuff.

He takes a breath like he was preparing for a confessional. “Well she’s tried to do a few things before, but I couldn’t exactly fall in line as well as her.” He holds the back of his neck, acting like he’s said enough. Zenith bowls his second, hitting a meager two pins. He shrugs and sits back down next to Cooper.

“...Elaborate.” Cooper demands. They aren’t satisfied with such a weak answer.

He gulps. “Well… at first she wanted me to go rough and hard, but I couldn’t bring myself to not go easy on her. I… I just don’t want to hurt her.”

Cooper nudges Zenith, now making two of the three seated flustered. “Have you tried anything less extreme than rough sex? There’s plenty that goes under that like… Teasing? Handjobs? All that stuff.”

“Well of course, after 25 years she knows how to keep things… interesting? She’s tried some dirty talking and roleplay things. I’m just not a very good actor I think. Eventually, she stopped trying the wilder things and she sticks to what works.” Harvey looks to the lanes, almost desperate to change the topic. “Oh, looks like it’s my turn!” He seems elated, eagerly stepping up to take his first throw.

We know this is hard for you Harvey, but its important. This whole situation could just be a misunderstanding, and it would be terrible to leap to any conclusions that end up ruining what seems to be a deeply loving relationship.

>>1090558
Yeah, there could be a few innocent explanations for this, if Harvey's wife never showed even one sign of unfaithfulness up to this point. Wanting to try something to spice things up in the bedroom is one, but there's another that I think is more compelling - what if we (and Harvey's friends) were wrong about this being for something sexual at all?

"Harvey, how would you describe your wife as an athlete, both in the past and more recently? Maybe she saw your lack of physical 'committing' as a sign that she's not enough as she is, and the mask is for a self-improvement activity, rather than the fooling around kind? There's one non-kinky context I could see this mask appearing in - the drawstrings are especially evocative, but the real giveaway is that despite the workmanship that went into this, and my inside knowledge of the community, I don't recognize this logo."

Naocat 2024/05/08(Wed)18:47 No. 1090609 ID: 17abec
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Jubilee goes to the back and pokes her head into her boss’ office, Jane LaVerne. She’s rearranging things, probably looking for a paper.

“Hey boss-” She turns her head, then goes back to rearranging.

“Yes, Sweetbee?” The crocodile shuffles more papers until she takes one from a filing cabinet and sits at her desk.

“My fellas are here, do you mind if I take the rest of the day off?”

“Oh, the Dynamic Duo? Sure, go for it! Just remind me to give them a visit, yeah? I need their detective skills for something.”

“No problem, I’ll let them know! Thank you, Ma’am!” Jubilee heads to the kitchen and gathers everything she needs for the duo.

Naocat 2024/05/09(Thu)15:17 No. 1090652 ID: 17abec
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Jubilee pours the mimosas and the waters, but most importantly, plates the charcuterie. She brings the good stuff to the fifth lane table and sits down, ready to get to business. Zenith holds his mimosa up to Jubilee. “Cheers. We’ve got a lick of information from interrogating the guy, but we don’t quite have any leads.”

“Hm. Sounds rough. Oh, and the Madam wants to talk to you when you have time. Didn’t say what for.”

“Oh my, She’s quite the lady to have called on us! Are you sure we're in her strike zone?” Zenith jabs. Jubilee responds with a playful smack to the back of his head.

“Very funny, Zee. She’s looking for your services, not to be serviced. How about you, Coop? You down?”

Cooper is in pre-charcuterie bliss, taking in the rich, smoky smell of the salami and the spicy, tingly scent of the chorizo. It’s not quite as good when it isn’t fresh, but they really don’t mind. The part they like best is how it was lovingly put together by their beloved Jubilee. They stack a salami piece, a cracker, and brie, then happily munch it down. The opossum smiles and pets their head, they beam with intense happiness. “Check it, Harvey’s about to throw.”

Call encouragement in a way that definitely won't mess him up at the last second.

Naocat 2024/05/13(Mon)09:57 No. 1090845 ID: 17abec
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Harvey picks the heaviest bowling ball and hefts it like he was about to throw a baseball. He flexes and winds up like he’s putting everything he has into the shot.

>Call encouragement in a way that definitely won't mess him up at the last second.

“Hey don’t break the lanes now big guy!” Jubilee shouts before he can throw his ball. It has no effect. He’s too focused.

He throws the ball at a breakneck pace with no curve, taking out all of the pins with a bang like a gunshot. The ball returns with shards of wooden pin splintering the resin casing.

Oh man, has he ever considered going professional? Anyways, the game is probably over now since the pins are pretty much shattered. Good game!

Compliment his ability to stay in control, but I think the game's over.
So where do we go from here? He knows what the mask is for, enough to have a serious talk with his wife. Or does he want to go further, find out who the mask was meant for.

Naocat 2024/05/19(Sun)14:45 No. 1091301 ID: 17abec
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>Anyways, the game is probably over now since the pins are pretty much shattered. Good game!

Jubilee inspects the ball and shakes her head. “Sorry buster, that’s a ban from bowling. It’s for the better though, I’m not sure we could’ve kept the game going for the rest of the chapter.” Harvey nods and sits right back down to continue the interrogation.

>Walk them through the traditional ways of determining if a spouse has a secret lifestyle or a hidden life or is cheating or has some sort of secret problem -- following them, tapping and checking devices, stakeouts, going through trash, so on and so forth, and all the other forms of invading privacy that are the private detective's remit.

“Have you tried tailing your wife? What kinda things have you noticed?” Zenith asks. Harvey looks at him deadpan, with a bit of a squint.

“Isn’t that what I hired you for?”


“Oh, we don’t usually do that sort of thing with situations like this.” He explains. “It’s a horrible invasion of privacy. If she ever finds out that you hired someone to stalk her, it’d be over.”

Harvey purses his lips, then nods. “Alright, that’s a good point. I’d never want to lose her, even if she was unfaithful. As for what she does, everything’s relatively normal through the week. I work on and off, depending on the contractor. I’ve had Tuesdays and Thursdays off for the past two weeks, which is when I noticed something was off. Beth says she’s going to book club at the library, but she never takes the car. The library is a half dozen miles away, too far to walk.”

“Unless she’s doing some hardcore jogging, that is.” Zenith pauses for a moment and picks the mask up again, inspecting it.

>what if we (and Harvey's friends) were wrong about this being for something sexual at all?

It doesn’t quite make sense… I’m supposed to be the expert on this kind of thing, so then why doesn’t this logo raise any flags? It’s damn familiar, I’ll say that much, but no names come to mind. “Say… Have you noticed anything about your wife’s physical activity?”

“What? Well, she’s uh… I guess she’s been a bit more active, but I think that doesn’t have much to do with the mask… Unless she's walking… like a dog…” He glances at the mask and his face twists with a twinge of disgust, only for it to be overwhelmed with an embarrassed flush.

“Ah. I see. I doubt the mask would be used for a walk so long, given the material. This isn’t athletic wear in the slightest. Have you brought up the Tuesday outing with her?”

“Well, when I tried asking her about it, she says she walks to a friend’s house and carpools with her. But when I talked to her friend, she didn’t know anything about a book club.”

“What’s her name? Could she be a potential suspect?”

“Oh, her name is May. I haven’t seen much of her other than the time I talked to her, so it’s possible…”

>Or does he want to go further, find out who the mask was meant for.

Cooper would have jot that name down in their notebook, but they’re a bit preoccupied. It’s not much of a lead, but it is something, at least.

Well, that seems to be it for this interview. We should hunt for more info on that logo. Other than that there's not much to do short of spying on her.

If Harvey is going to confront Bethany next it could be helpful to do a sort of practice run with you three. Sort of, get the anger out now and not in the heat of the moment.

Naocat 2024/05/22(Wed)12:15 No. 1091576 ID: 17abec
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Harvey opens his mouth, then closes it again, but Zenith takes notice and pursues. “Hey… What’s on your mind? Is there something you’re not telling us?”

“I’m… It feels… so dirty now that I’m saying it all out loud.” He sulks his arms down and sighs.” I feel like this person I’m describing just… It isn’t… They aren’t who Bethany is? Or who I thought she was? I feel like I’m trying to find someone. Someone who felt that they had to hide from me. Someone who doesn’t-” He stops. He chokes back a sob, horrified by what he was about to say. Zenith sits next to Harvey and hovers his hand over his shoulder.

“May I?” Harvey notices Zenith’s advance and nods. He rubs his burly shoulder, a gesture that comforts the bear enough to let him weep from his clouded eye.

>We know this is hard for you Harvey, but its important. This whole situation could just be a misunderstanding, and it would be terrible to leap to any conclusions that end up ruining what seems to be a deeply loving relationship.

“It’s going to be okay, Harvey. We know this is hard, but it’s important. Just remember that hope is never lost. If you’re willing to go this far to find the truth, you’re in too deep to jump to such a conclusion.” He bites his lip, holding buckets of tears back. “You’re a good guy, Harvey. It would be terrible to ruin your love if this is all a misunderstanding.”

Harvey looks at Zenith, a whimpery little smile trembling across his face. “D-dhank… Yy.. yew..!” Zenith smiles.

If he's able to bare his emotions in front of strangers here he should be able to have a real heart-to-heart with his wife.

>>1091595
Yeah, he could just have a heart to heart with his wife about it.

Naocat 2024/05/31(Fri)09:03 No. 1092196 ID: 17abec
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“You’re allowed to cry here, man!” Jubilee giggles. “It’s just like the bedroom. Anywhere you can rawdog you can cry!” Harvey chuckles at the joke, but then erupts into an uproarious wail. It’s… bothering the other customers. But even worse, it’s probably impossible to get any detective work done with him right now. Jubilee sits next to Harvey and holds his shoulders.

“Hey I know I said you can cry here, but since I’m a manager, I gotta tell you to keep it down a lil bit.”

“Y… Yeah.” he sputters. “Sorry, miss.” Jubilee motions to Zenith and Cooper, but only Zenith catches the gesture as Cooper is stuck in Charcuterie Heaven.

You are now Zenith Groundfull. Where to?

Do something playful to snap Coop out of it. While those two look after Harvey you can go see what Laverne's job is. Maybe you can do both cases at once, wouldn't hurt to check. Then you can get back to the bear after he's hopefully gotten calmed down.

Naocat 2024/06/08(Sat)12:01 No. 1092632 ID: a260be
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>While those two look after Harvey you can go see what Laverne's job is. Maybe you can do both cases at once, wouldn't hurt to check.

You figure that it’s safe to leave Harvey with the delicate and responsible hands of your lovely partners while you go talk to LaVerne in the back. You take the mask with you, just in case her experienced knowledge can shed some light on this case as well. The door is askew, but as you approach, it shuts.

Just knock like a polite bird, I mean she did say she wanted to see you.

*POUND*
F.B.I, OPEN UP!
Kick the door in!

F.B.I.:@#$%-horny Bird Investigator

put an ear against the door, listen in

Naocat 2024/06/22(Sat)13:41 No. 1093281 ID: 17abec
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> put an ear against the door, listen in

You press your head against the door, you can parse out a bit of muttering and whispering along the lines of ”who was out there? Was it him?” and “I think we’re clear…” One of the voices is very clearly Jane’s deep, rough, entrancing voice; but the other is meek, feminine, and worked up.

> Just knock like a polite bird, I mean she did say she wanted to see you.

You put your wing up to the door and knock. You hear a flurry of panicked shuffling and a loud thud.

“Ms. LaVerne? You said you wanted to see me? Is everything alright?”

Jane speaks to the unseen compatriot, reassuring them. “Oh, it’s only Zenith. They’re a good friend, we don’t need to worry. In fact, c’mere…” Then, she addresses you: “Come in!”

You do as she says.

“Groundfull, how nice it is to see you!” Jane beams. She’s sitting at her desk, completely at ease. There’s a young woman under her arm, draped against her. You can’t quite tell who it is, however. She’s wearing a mask. Not quite a pup hood like the one in your wing, but it’s made of leather. “Oh, don’t mind her, she’s just here for some light petting.”

Well isn't that a coincidence. See if either of them recognize the logo from the mask, before getting down to business.

Oh that's very convenient. Maybe we'll get a good lead here! Show them the mask.

Naocat 2024/07/14(Sun)09:32 No. 1094263 ID: 17abec
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“I’m sorry to intrude on your fun, but it’s lovely to see you too, Ma’am.” You bow your head and take a seat in front of her desk.

“Oh please, Not at all! You know you’re welcome here anytime you’d like, don’t be a stranger!” She beams. “Now as for the job I’ve got for you, I’ve got something missing. Possibly stolen, right from this pretty pup.” She pats the woman’s head and rubs her shoulder.

>See if either of them recognize the logo from the mask, before getting down to business.

You take notice of the woman’s leather mask. Maybe the two of them have some sort of insight on the current case. “Actually Ma’am, before you tell me, do you think you could help me out with the case I’m on right now? I have a feeling one of you may have a bit of expertise. It’s a case of uh… Leather equipment, as convenience would have it.”

“Oh? Well I suppose I could bend my ear a bit, what’ve you got?” You stand up and present the red mask on the desk, showing them the logo on the back.

“See I recognize the logo, but for the life of me I can’t remember what it’s from. I-” Jane stands and snatches the mask right from your hand. She’s completely taken aback. Her expression shifts from surprise, to confusion, to fury, and then to horror. As for the woman, she leans forward on the desk.

“Detective” the woman says, “You got this from Harv, didn’t you? He’s out there, right?” Her voice is calm, yet deeply saddened. You can see the worry through the eyeholes of her mask.

Aw crap.
Get the full story. No details spared. Then ask what the point of all this is.

SPILL IT, bucko!

She probably heard some of how he's taking it. If she wants any chance of salvaging this relationship she should come clean now.

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So whats the story here Jane and Missus

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“Before you tell me that, would you mind taking the mask off, Beth?” The situation at wing has become more than apparent to you. The badger takes her mask off, revealing her concerned, pained expression.

“I promise you, it’s not what it looks like.” She winces at her unbearably cliche choice of words.

>Get the full story. No details spared.

“I’m not here to point fingers or expose you, I just need to know what happened. I’m sure there’s a way we can all come to a satisfying conclusion.”

Beth looks at the Alligator, then back to you. “I understand.”

go on, we're all ears

What a shocking turn of events! That mask we had wouldn't happen to be the what got stolen would it?