
Askara is famous as a haphazard genius because he rarely sees him coming as desired. All hearts. Rarely found but can suddenly appear if he needs. He often spends time in the room while sleeping while staring at his crime board while making assumptions that will slowly be crammed with facts. Logic plays. Somehow it could happen because he is an INFP.
But the problem is not there, but how the genius detective who is often referred to as the shadow of Sherlock Holmes is always accurate, in fact, it is not uncommon to know only with a complete story - plus some additional investigation just to be convincing, this time getting nothing. In fact, he even did this direct investigation around the city of Shadowfalls and observed a group of teenagers who could be said Tiara events could not be separated from them.
Everyone can be fooled by those kids, but not by them. At least missed from seeing the video that Grace mentioned spread. Aska had thought that in the video it would be missed Tiara's death - perhaps it was, but she also discovered the fact that there were others involved. People they don't realize.
And maybe that person was also watching himself while laughing out loud.
Scary. This is like a frightening specter for curious addicts whose satisfaction can only be met by an encounter. The journey is full of assumptions that require endings. But this time Askara the haphazard genius detective finds no bright spot even during her insane investigation. Like a tangled thread. Impossible perfect twist, can only be cut or filled. But both of those things are impossible Aska did. Crime board is constantly looked at like a trance at the silent view to the wall that is getting fuller and fuller.
"Damn it!" maki Aska was slow because she was very upset because she did not find the end at all. Even just looking for a speck of light to continue walking on the dark, not even a little find.
He who had previously sat quietly on a wooden bench that had been deliberately pulled against the wall to see his own investigation, had now risen. The glasses hang neatly on their noses with two fingers flanking the cigarette. The growl made him suck deep then exhale while cursing. Kicking my legs at random until they fall into the impact to cause noise.
The fact that Aska has a strong attachment to the city of Shadowfalls makes him unable to leave. Leave the case and replace it with another detective or just let the stupid cop act. When it comes to pay, actually what he gets is not as big as other prestigious cases. Not because there is no money to pay but obviously all is underestimated. Even if found the culprit, Aska sure they will clearly point at the wrong person. Or just forgotten.
But there's something strange here. Half of him is called to truth and justice, the other half always tells about his life. How he and his father lived together in that city. Everything he wanted to save became a sweet memory in a pandora's box. Even though Shadowfalls fed him up but he would always end up there, just like now.
"F*h! Why don't I realize it!" aska muttered softly with a sudden that was more akin to cursing. I swear to you who and what. His hand immediately grabbed the long coat. Taking a black hat to cover his hair, head as well as face. Looks like someone who is allergic to the sun or wants his presence is not in the world.
Hurrying like you're winning the lottery. The frustrated annoyed gaze instantly changed like the eyes of an eagle ready to pounce on a prey. Even he ignored cigarettes that often can not be separated from him. The only thing he carried in his pocket other than his wallet and cell phone was a lollipop. According to the news spread about a handsome and great detective like Askara - when he was thinking then he would smoke to the trunk no matter the nicotine swallowed him back, he said, but when he finds an answer or a bright spot, his lips that are no less sweet than a gulali will stall the lollipop with his haughty look.
So the answer - now Askara has found something. Something that almost escaped his analysis.