Running on Sunday

Collapsing Monitors and Knockout Gas

Tiny mutters staring at a live recording on a thin portable monitor, "Didn't look like too many innocent. Alright." She collapses the portable monitor onto itself and unplugs it from her wall of camera plug attachments connecting to cameras in different areas of Palin. She stretches as she paces then presses a button on the console which lifts her barber shop's shutdown. She grabs two cones and a fumigation sign with her to ensure no one enters her shop as she makes her observations. It takes Tiny a few minutes to reach her barbershop from her security perch and a couple more to set a safe perimeter around the entrance. She puts on a gas mask and steps inside to find a couple of bodies with distorted-unfamiliar faces. She checks their persons for identification and finds nothing. She takes pictures of them and checks for any pulse. Were these necessary immolations? She decides to check in with Luna, her voice grave staring at the bodies,

"There's nothing on them. Their faces are... distorted and I'm not finding any sign of their connection to life-- not even a faint pulse." Luna takes her time responding,

"If any portion of their visage remains that may be recognizable to someone that might care or might have cared for them, set the bodies on Main Avenue visibly on the way to Delth. If not, incinerate the remains in our secure furnace. Otherwise, get over here as soon as you can. I've begun setting up on my end. Be efficient." Tiny clears her throat of a chuckle in the presence of the bodies,

"See you soon." Tiny sighs thinking of the bodies returning to her security perch to grab supplies. She plugs in the portable monitor to make sure no one is even preparing to enter her barber shop. She grabs a couple of cleanup body bags, sets her hand at the top of the portable monitor to collapse it and pauses in shock as one figure walks out the door in familiar attire then another figure walks out the door in familiar attire! Tiny calls Luna and speaks with curious urgency,

"We've got dead men walking!?" Luna makes a pondering sound as she listens scratching the top of her head with her voice growing more stern,

"As things are, it's best you come to me now. Yes. Be quick. We'll check the visuals later. We need to to set up now." Tiny sets everything down and sprints for Luna before the line clicks.