Sandman - The First Victim (Done)

[hisdivineshadow]

Dmitri wind-walked back down from the rooftop to confer with Aaron. "Did you find anything significant?" he asked, his glance drifting curiously around the area.

[Darastrix]

"Some kid found this over here," he said, passing the bag to Dmitri. "It's full of sand."

[hisdivineshadow]

The other guard examined it thoroughly, then handed it back. "Perhaps a coincidence. Or it could be a signature." His eyes flicked toward the rooftop. "Would you try to find a cloth to wrap the body? We don't want to carry him through the streets for everyone to see."

[Deleted]

The boy had at this point disappeared and the area had fallen to an eerie silence. The spot where the boy said he had found the bag was covered in a fine layer of dust and a small spot showed where the bag had sat. No dust at all covered the bag and only some was on the bottom.

Aside from the flag upon the pole itself, there didn't appear to be any cloth in the area.

[Darastrix]

"He's up on a pole for the whole damn market to see. Still," Aaron said pointedly. "Just use this," he added, shrugging off his uniform jacket. "Forces know he's small enough."

[hisdivineshadow]

Dmitri nodded and took the jacket. Once he had the body wrapped, they made good time back to the guard station.

After setting the boy to rest on a table, Dmitri hesitantly approached the mourning parents. "Miss . . . Ky'mena? We need you to tell us if this is your son."

[Deleted]

The woman stood from where she had been sitting and shakily came over to Dmitri and very slowly looked at the table and the jacket covered body.

Reaching out she pulled at the corner until the face was visable. With a choked sob, she pulled more until she was able to see the sign. "Oooooh...." she closed her eyes tight. "I-it's him....it's my boy Trevor..." tears spilled fast down her cheeks and her husband drew her close.

[Darastrix]

Aaron stood back away from the scene, not caring to get latched onto by either of the distraught parents. "What sort of sick fuck does something like this?" he muttered quietly.

He would be glad when he went off-duty today; he was going straight to the Guild as soon as he was free. The news of what happened to the boy would have spread through the Thieves' Guild like wildfire, what with the boy having been strung up in such a public place. He wanted to find out if anyone there knew anything, and to make sure the Lady Lord had no problems with him going after the perpetrator. It was a delicate balance, being both thief and guardsman, but hopefully this time his two jobs wouldn't be at such odds with each other.