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“This is about Hutchinson’s article, isn’t it?” Sighed Mr. Hughes.
Frisk chuckled wry. “Glad to have skipped the prelude,” she joked and Mr. Hughes gave her a humorless laugh.
“He writes fast and pumps out headlines, which is what we need right now when we compete with not only TV, but also the internet,” huffed Hughes. Frisk tilted her head.
“I can tell he writes fast. He misspelled the word and,” grunted Frisk as she gracefully tossed the newspaper onto Hughes’s desk. His round face burned with a bright shade of pink as he snatched the paper up.
Frisk crossed her arms and swayed on her heels. “This was irresponsible. Just repeating the facts of the case from the police statement is one thing, but Hutchinson also runs his mouth on his own theories, and the fear mongering? This is not what this publication is for,” she hissed.
Mr. Hughes nodded along, before sighing. Before he could cut in, Frisk raised her hand and cleared her throat.
“Our commissioner is a Monster. Our head pathologist is a Monster, and she was instrumental in discovering several things about this case. Is there any way to recall this?” She already knew the answer, and frankly, she didn’t understand why she’d asked it in the first place. Of course there was no way to recall it.
This is so disrespectful to Jackie.
“And hardly any dialogue about the victim, besides passing thoughts and prayers. I’m honestly disgusted you allowed this through.”
Mr. Hughes raked a hand over his balding head, his body plummeting, defeated, into his office chair.
“What do you want me to do? I can’t fire Hutchinson, his father is on the board,” he murmured as if it were a secret she wasn’t meant to know.
Frisk rolled her eyes. “The Integrity of Journalism, my ass…” she scrunched up her lips and shot Hughes a withering look.
“I want journalistic control of this case, or at least for my articles to be considered first from now on when it comes to homicide cases. I’ve been at the scenes, I’ve been interviewing witnesses and police, and down with the forensics team. I’m the only one on this team qualified to write this story. If Hutchinson touches it again, I… I’ll start doing some laundry.”
For as talented as she was at investigative journalism, a threat like that rang loud and clear. Mr. Hughes swallowed his discomfort and nodded firmly.
“I’ll see what I can do, Ms. Starling.”
It was the best she could get, she knew that. So, in order to alleviate the tension, she let her shoulders melt, that pretty smile fluttering across her face as if it were only meant for him.
“That’s all I needed to hear from you Hughes, thank you,” she said. He smiled back, grateful to have satiated her, their most valuable journalistic asset. She didn’t get this far in the industry just for people to ignore her when it mattered.
“I’m glad we got that sorted out!” Hughes exclaimed as he toyed with his Newton’s Cradle. She listened to the clicking of magnets before humming to herself.
“Agreed. And before you ask, I’ll have my article for you tomorrow,” she said. She would pull an all nighter if that’s what it took. And it would…
“Go team!” He called and she pumped her fist as she walked out of the office.
She made sure to smile at her fellow journalists. A cheerfully hollow, “go team,” echoing from her mouth as she made her way back to the stairwell.
What a disaster.
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• Name: Saga • Race: Goliath • Class: Sorcerer & Paladin • Background: Deserter (Spy) • Deity: Fierna (archdevil, punisher of betrayal) •
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Left on the doorstep of a monastery as a baby, sold from Amn to Mulhorand as a young child and broken out by rebels at fourteen, very little of Saga's life has been within her control. So when she was finally free she chose the name Saga to signify that for the rest of her life, she will be the one writing the story - and it will be one worth telling. Now, Saga is on a mission to explore her personhood and this big, magical world that she's been kept at a distance from for so long.
As an exercise in control and as part of a journey to discover herself, she has begun taking up a handful of new hobbies, such as carpentry and embroidery. Her carpentry needs work, but she has developed an arcane technique to transmute raw materials into useable construction products. Next on her list: knot-tying (to help with her sister's next boat), alchemy (to impress her smart new friends), and garment sewing (because she loves soft and flowy fabrics but clothes never fit her the way she wants them to).
Since the beginning of the campaign: At the footnote of a quest, Saga picked up what she now knows to be a cursed staff and has since been having dreams of drowning. Slowly, the pieces have been coming together: the staff seems to be tied to the unhinged archdevil Fierna, who rules over the underwater layer of Hell devoted to torturing those who committed betrayals during their time alive. Saga is mildly terrified and wholly unsure of what Fierna wants with her, but does not seem to be having ill-effects yet other than the dreams.
Appearance
Saga is a massive goliath woman, standing at just shy of eight feet tall. Though most goliaths have fully stone-like skin, Saga's distant relation to earth elementals shines through differently: veins of pink crystal-like stone cut through her dark brown skin. Her hair is afro-textured and currently shaved on the sides with the beginnings of short locs on top. Since beginning her travels on the open seas with her sister, Razan, Saga has been collecting many piercings.
In terms of real-life ethnicities, she would be a mixture of Middle Eastern and African.
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