after speaking with wocky, apollo decided it was best to speak with ema back at the park, he knew he would be their since she was the detective for the case, however, what he wasn't expecting was the amount of people by the park
'...Look at that crowd over by the park!'
apollo shrugged, not thinking to much about it
'Probably people trying to get a glimpse of the crime scene'
'But... why are those girls screaming? I think I just heard one say "Omigod, it's him!"'
she mimicked in her fast fan-girl voice, apollo again, wasn't gonna give it a second thought, ..until he saw somethig very familiar across from them
"Wait, that motorcycle..."
'Ah! If it isn't Herr Forehead'
apollo pouted at the nickname as he huffed, turning his head to face the man eye to eye
'...Prosecutor Gavin'
he greeted a bit bitterly, he was still kinda upset about what had happened in court, from the teasing to the "herr forehead" comment, let's just say apollo wasn't a huge fan of him, klavier however, felt indifferent towards apollo, he found him interesting
'Some fans found me on my way out... Just my luck'
in the distance the girls started screaming, apollo winced as he grumbled
'Thus the screams...'
'New album just came out, you know. Try waving to them. They love it'
he then flipped his blonde, shimmering hair out of his face
'They're so excited, it doesn't matter who waves to them, see?'
"This is surreal..."
apollo thought sarcastically to himself
'Um, so you were here investigating?'
trucy asked, she was more interested in getting to meet klavier then apollo
'And I was on my way home... when my hog gave up the ghost'
'Your hog...?'
klavier pointed at it
'My motorcycle won't start. A clogged exhaust pipe...'
'Too bad! It looks like such a nice bike, too. Hard to believe that it could break just from that!'
trucy said, klavier shrugged
'Ach, it's my fault. I think I was using the wrong oil. Cars, motorbikes, they're all the same. Clog the exhaust, and they won't run. Ah, machines. Tell me you share my angst, Herr Forehead!'
he asked him, apollo didn't say anything as he just kept his eye-contact
'Ah. Heh. In any event, I'm off to the shop to get her fixed. The detective in charge of the scene isn't fond of me, in any case'
'The detective... You mean, the one in the lab coat?'
apollo asked
'Ja. She's in a foul mood, too. Be gentle. ...Auf Wiedersehen, baby!'
and with that, he walked off, ignoring the fan-grils screaming, apollo huffed again as he watched him leave, ..he didn't know why, but he felt, ..weird about klavier, ..he wasn't sure what it was, but then he remembered another thing, ..ema, ..great, first the rockstar, and now a bitchy detective
'And the forecast for the park today... Gloomy Skyes'
he said grimly, not excited about this one bit, trucy however, as usual, tried to see the bright side of things
'Well, nothing to do but head on in. Let's hit the park, Apollo!'
however, before the walked in, both of their eyes where drawn back to the trash can
'This trash can... This is where we found the mirror!'
'Come to think of it, wasn't there something else in here? Something near the bottom... ...Look at the paint on these. That means... ...these must have ended up in here after the victim's accident. Maybe they're connected? Let's pick them up'
he went into the trash-can and found the slippers,
'I wonder... Could this be a print?'
'Why would there be a finger... Oh, you mean a toe print! Good call, Apollo!'
she said
'I bet we can analyze it just like a regular print'
he said hopefully, but he wasn't to sure
'This could be a vital piece of evidence!'
apollo took his chances as he took out the powder, put it on, the blew it out like a candle, it then showed a really big toe on the slipper
'Hey! It worked! That looks like... a big toe, maybe?'
'Wow, I feel like the case is solved already!'
apollo wouldn't say that, but he was starting to feel a little more optimistic then before
'What was next? We have to match the print, right?'
'Right! Let's match it! ...... Wait. The detective didn't give us a list of toe prints, Apollo'
'Oh, good point'
'Maybe we should ask her? Get some "expert" advice?'
apollo sighed
'I guess so...'
"I'm not sure she really qualifies as an expert..."