[two folded notes, in different locations]

[ninelivesonce]

[addressed on the outside to Franziska von Karma, her regular (slightly messy block
print) handwriting]

Is he really gone?

Taura



[addressed on the outside to The Toymaker (who uses metal), handwriting disguised]

I have the metal for tonight's employer...but the nurses say he's been released. Have you heard from him?

A Friend

Comments

to the first note

[iwhipthefool.livejournal.com]

[The handwriting has every appearance of someone trying to hold the pen steady and just marginally failing. It is folded over into thirds and has replaced the original note.]

So it would seem.

[ninelivesonce]

[Taura's handwriting is clear, but a thorough investigator might find less-sturdy drafts of both notes carefully ripped in quarters in the nearest wastebasket.]

Are you sure they're telling the truth? They lie a lot.

Taura

[iwhipthefool.livejournal.com]

You were my father's friend, were you not? You should know that a von Karma does not take well to being told they gave false testimony.

I will be checking his rooms later. Come with me if you so doubt my ability to uncover the truth.

-Franziska von Karma

[ninelivesonce]

I wasn't accusing you. From his daughter, I'd expect no less. He spoke very highly of you.

I'll be there. Meet outside the women's quarters?

Taura