[Event] NPC: Bob Sprout

[bob_sprout]

NPC: Bob Sprout [the coroner]
Location: The city morgue is like any other, clean but carries a rather foul odor, lit by buzzing fluorescent lights, and tended to by many somber individuals. Bob has the night shift, which leaves him all alone and more likely to share information with people who come by. Documentation says that Deborah's body is no

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I

[bob_sprout]

I - Team 1 - Noon

[cerastae]

Miss C entered the morgue quietly, dress swishing at her heels. With black notepad in hand, she gave the door a little tap. "Hello, Sir Sprout," she crooned. "Are you available?"

II

[bob_sprout]

Team 3 - lateish

[m_adness]

The Hatter stepped inside the morgue, narrowed brilliant blue eyes flicking around and absorbing his surroundings before speaking up, hands behind his back. "Uhm, excuse me?"

A pause and he sighed under his breath, bringing up one hand to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"Mr. Sprout? Sir?"

III

[bob_sprout]

Team 2- around 10PM

[halfpilot]

Midori shivered- this kind of place automatically gave her the creeps- the thought of all the dead people who'd been taken here mixed with the rotten stench that seemed to get worse every step she took toward the door was enough to send her running back to Wammy's. She reached out and knocked loudly on the door of the morgue before walking in- at least announcing her presence was better than scaring the poor man out of his skin- and it would probably win her some points with him, the politer she was, the more answers she'd be able to get.

"Mr Sprout?" asked Midori coyly, "Is it okay if I ask you some questions?"