The tealblood had just finished her investigation on the dead body of Tavros, which seemed to fall from out of nowhere. Results were not good, the whole scene seemed to scream "Spidertroll!" The scent was no better. There were no marks on most of the body, save the lance right through the chest. The chocolaty taste was not alone, upon taste-testing for prints. It was mixed with pixie dust and a rather faint, yet sweet, blueberry taste. The whole thing mixed together only tasted sour, and by the end of it Terezi knew all too well who it was.

Terezi only pretended she didn't know to allow herself some fun. She continued to investigate a little longer, with her trusty forensics team. Once the fun and games were over she attempted to revive the brownblood with a (Admittedly awkward) kiss. A few moments of silenced passed, with absolutely nothing happening.

Not wanting to waste any more time on revival attempts, she stood back up and looked around a bit. She noticed the trace of blue pixie dust, the same scent that also ended up as a taste on the murder weapon. She was more certain than ever now who it was, and now the question was why? Did Tavros provoke the spidertroll, perhaps? Had she just murdered him in cold blood?

Terezi didn't ignore these questions as she thought what action to take on the matter. She shook her head on the second question. She knew Vriska too well, and she knew that she wouldn't kill for no reason. The Libran shook a bit, not wanting to remember her FLARPing past.

The troll sighed, not sure whether to confront Vriska about or to let her go and see what happens. After a few long moments of silence, Terezi decided to simply keep an eye on Vriska, or rather a nose on her, and if anything happens to go after her. She decided only to give her the benefit of the doubt to see if she'll possibly redeem herself.

The tealblood grabbed her glasses, deciding it would be a good idea to tell Karkat about the events that have taken place.

gallowsCalibrator [GC] began trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG]

GC: K4RK4T, 1 H4V3 GR4V3 4ND S3R1OUS N3WS TO R3PORT
GC: 1 H4V3 D1SCOV3R3D TH3 SC3N3 OF 4 R34L L1F3 MURD3R!
GC: T4VROS W4S TH3 V1CT1M :[
GC: 1M V3RY UPS3T, BUT 1 4M TRY1NG TO ST4Y PROF3SS1ON4L 4BOUT 1T
GC: TH1S CR1M3 1S NOT GO1NG TO SOLV3 1TS3LF :]
GC: 1 H4V3 CONDUCT3D MY PR3ML1M1N4RY FOR3NS1C 4N4LYS1S OF TH3 SC3N3, BUT MY F1ND1NGS H4V3 B33N MOSTLY 1NCONCLUS1V3
GC: (1 4M ONLY PR3T3ND1NG TO TH1NK TH3R3 1S 4NY CH4NC3 1T W4S NOT VR1SK4, B3C4US3 OTH3RW1S3 1T WOULD B3 NO FUN)
GC: 4NYW4Y, 1 JUST W4NT3D TO W4RN YOU TH3R3 1S 4 BLOODTH1RSTY MURD3R3R ON TH3 LOOS3, 4ND YOU SHOULD B3 C4R3FUL OUT TH3R3!

She waited, and after a few moments of no response, she figured he was probably busy, so she continued her message to inform him that she'd be away from her glasses a while, and to be patient. She trusted he'd understand and be patient. As annoying as he could be, Karkat knew when things were serious. And this was as serious as it could get.

She couldn't help but keep notice of the trail of pixie dust, and had set herself on following it in an attempt to find more clues. The troll rushed off, leaving behind the scene of the crime.