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GlassXRose · 08-21-2012, 06:44 PM

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Originally Posted by Granger1814

Esme gave a pause as she mulled over Elinor and Aron's words. "Depends. How much 'time' did she steal away and how long before the effects wear off and she begins to age? And how quickly does she begin to age? Is it dependent on how many people she's stolen from? Eventually, her real age will begin to show, but it might be anywhere from hours to days. We'd have to find out the mechanism behind the entire process to understand what she may look like now. Age progression may help...."

She paused again. "Is the locket of any importance as far as stealing time? Or is it just sentimental to De Talone?" She questioned. To her, it seemed more sentimental than anything.

Watching in interest, Esme slipped on her gloves after tying her hair up in a loose bun. "That would fit the method of someone placing a photo in a locket. The thumb and index finger would be the most prevalent." She leaned closer and nodded once. Looked like it to her.

She then turned her gaze to the locket itself and carefully picked it up. There appeared to be a date on the left side when it was open. "1753." She murmured. "Long time ago."

Elinor nodded, her attention still on the evidence. "Perhaps a few employees from the Time Room on level nine would be a good group of experts to consult on such a thing." Anyone taking mental notes? Jot that down.

"Well," she sighed, taking a moment to straighten up. "It wouldn't surprise me if it did, however, you're probably correct... I think a student found this out of her posession, so it's unlikely."

The woman moved over towards the shattered pieces of the orb, indicating that the locket was now up for inspection by anyone else who desired to TOUCH IT, cough-cough...

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

"I say until we find her we can't really assume anything," Aron said with a shrug. Was he supposed to take pictures of the orb shards now? Might as well, right? They were all on the table and stuff so click away he went with the camera a few times before lowering the lens and setting it back down on the table. "Anyone else find it kind of weird that De Talone kept a picture of herself in her own...erm...locket?" Anyone? Or was it just him. He thought his features and everything were perfect, but he wouldn't go walking around with a picture of himself in a locket.

Then again...he wouldn't try to steal time from people to keep himself young. Who knew what this firebush was up to.

He raised an eyebrow when DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING woman mentioned that timeturners didn't steal time. Eeer...right, he hadn't said that they did and was simply stating that there could be similar properties. After all, this woman was turning time around on herself...but right, locket. They were talking about the locket.

Aron sort of just sat back as the photograph was removed, snapping another picture of the now empty frame of the gold object and setting the camera back down. "Not long enough for De Talone apparently," he said in an off the cuff sort of manner.

Elinor stared as Aron brought up a valid point. It seemed unlikely that anyone would carry around a picture of themselves. "Especially when your goal is to look the same forever. Maybe we can hypothesize," she said, making a little face at him, "That the locket wasn't hers. That it belonged to a family member until they passed. And then she simply kept it."

As she carefully picked up a shard of the orb, she focused on the smeared and smudged remnants of oily fingerprints all over it. But here and there WAS a discernable fingerprint. She sighed quietly. One by one, she picked up each shard, searched it for intact fingerprints, then removed them, until she had several white tiles lined up, each with a black fingerprint on it.

"Some of these might be duplicates... You can have a look, but after I show them to Mister Ferguson, they'll go down to records to see if we can find matches for them. Might help us identify more witnesses."

She looked down at the orb, or what was left of it. It seemed to be just an ordinary glass ball. How, then, was it able to steal time?

She lowered her face down to the level of the table. "Mind boggling, isn't it? To consider that perhaps time is not percieved as a single line. She said she took minutes away from people's lives as she used this device. But time, itself, did not stop or shorten. Instead, that would mean that time is nothing but smaller lines all strung together... And all she did was take snippets away from each line..." Was she making any sense? It made sense to her.

As her face was level with the shards, she noticed how the miniscule specs of dust on the table had been pushed away from them my millimeters. "It's been charmed," she said, straightening. Elinor picked up her wand again and held it close to one of the pieces, murmuring an incantation. The tip of her wand glowed faintly. "It's been charmed," she said again.

"What charm on earth could--could allow the caster to steal time from anyone who has touched it?"

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GlassXRose I Snuggle Werewuffs! Love Potioneer Moke Join Date: May 2007 Location: Lost in time/space Posts: 8,954	\|Who's On First? \| Challenge Accepted.\| \| :Ink For Blood: \| Team SUITS!\| Quote: Originally Posted by Granger1814 Esme gave a pause as she mulled over Elinor and Aron's words. "Depends. How much 'time' did she steal away and how long before the effects wear off and she begins to age? And how quickly does she begin to age? Is it dependent on how many people she's stolen from? Eventually, her real age will begin to show, but it might be anywhere from hours to days. We'd have to find out the mechanism behind the entire process to understand what she may look like now. Age progression may help...." She paused again. "Is the locket of any importance as far as stealing time? Or is it just sentimental to De Talone?" She questioned. To her, it seemed more sentimental than anything. Watching in interest, Esme slipped on her gloves after tying her hair up in a loose bun. "That would fit the method of someone placing a photo in a locket. The thumb and index finger would be the most prevalent." She leaned closer and nodded once. Looked like it to her. She then turned her gaze to the locket itself and carefully picked it up. There appeared to be a date on the left side when it was open. "1753." She murmured. "Long time ago." Elinor nodded, her attention still on the evidence. "Perhaps a few employees from the Time Room on level nine would be a good group of experts to consult on such a thing." Anyone taking mental notes? Jot that down. "Well," she sighed, taking a moment to straighten up. "It wouldn't surprise me if it did, however, you're probably correct... I think a student found this out of her posession, so it's unlikely." The woman moved over towards the shattered pieces of the orb, indicating that the locket was now up for inspection by anyone else who desired to TOUCH IT, cough-cough... Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie "I say until we find her we can't really assume anything," Aron said with a shrug. Was he supposed to take pictures of the orb shards now? Might as well, right? They were all on the table and stuff so click away he went with the camera a few times before lowering the lens and setting it back down on the table. "Anyone else find it kind of weird that De Talone kept a picture of herself in her own...erm...locket?" Anyone? Or was it just him. He thought his features and everything were perfect, but he wouldn't go walking around with a picture of himself in a locket. Then again...he wouldn't try to steal time from people to keep himself young. Who knew what this firebush was up to. He raised an eyebrow when DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING woman mentioned that timeturners didn't steal time. Eeer...right, he hadn't said that they did and was simply stating that there could be similar properties. After all, this woman was turning time around on herself...but right, locket. They were talking about the locket. Aron sort of just sat back as the photograph was removed, snapping another picture of the now empty frame of the gold object and setting the camera back down. "Not long enough for De Talone apparently," he said in an off the cuff sort of manner. Elinor stared as Aron brought up a valid point. It seemed unlikely that anyone would carry around a picture of themselves. *"Especially when your goal is to look the same forever. Maybe we can hypothesize,"* she said, making a little face at him, *"That the locket wasn't hers. That it belonged to a family member until they passed. And then she simply kept it."* As she carefully picked up a shard of the orb, she focused on the smeared and smudged remnants of oily fingerprints all over it. But here and there WAS a discernable fingerprint. She sighed quietly. One by one, she picked up each shard, searched it for intact fingerprints, then removed them, until she had several white tiles lined up, each with a black fingerprint on it. "Some of these might be duplicates... You can have a look, but after I show them to Mister Ferguson, they'll go down to records to see if we can find matches for them. Might help us identify more witnesses." She looked down at the orb, or what was left of it. It seemed to be just an ordinary glass ball. How, then, was it able to steal time? She lowered her face down to the level of the table. "Mind boggling, isn't it? To consider that perhaps time is not percieved as a single line. She said she took minutes away from people's lives as she used this device. But time, itself, did not stop or shorten. Instead, that would mean that time is nothing but smaller lines all strung together... And all she did was take snippets away from each line..." Was she making any sense? It made sense to her. As her face was level with the shards, she noticed how the miniscule specs of dust on the table had been pushed away from them my millimeters. "It's been charmed," she said, straightening. Elinor picked up her wand again and held it close to one of the pieces, murmuring an incantation. The tip of her wand glowed faintly. "It's been charmed," she said again. "What charm on earth could--could allow the caster to steal time from anyone who has touched it?" __________________