The week goes slowly, without anything mysterious to investigate, apart
from Mole/Harry stealing items from the pantry, Declan, again, starts
clutching at straws. He looks through the local newspaper for a sign...
"I've found something to investigate Miranda," Declan said excitedly.
Miranda was not shocked; all she said was "Oh?" as she dropped onto the comfy chair in Declan's office. He waited for a reaction, well something more than what he had been given "Well aren't you even curious?" He couldn't stand still and started pacing around the office. "Okay Declan," she said giving in. "I'm curious. What have you found?" "That's more like it," he seemed pleased, and walked over to his desk to pick up a newspaper.
Miranda looked at the newspaper and then back to Declan, raising an eyebrow in question, as he walked over to her. "Here," he said handing her the newspaper, "On the last page," he added. As she opened up the back page, he returned to his desk, shoved things out of the way, and sat on its surface, crossing his arms.
"It's highlighted," he said, pointing out with his finger, even though Miranda was at least 5 feet away. "Yes I can see that," she added dryly. "Madame Laurie, Readings," she read out the words of interest. "Declan, you're not seriously thinking of.." "I know what you're going to say," he cut her off, standing up again and starting to pace back and forth.
"We've covered this a lot of times, but this one..this one," he said thoughtfully, running his hand through his hair. Miranda just stared at him, waiting for him to finish.
"I've got a feeling this one is different." Declan sat down on his desk again. "Different how?" Curious on how he had chosen this particular add, she spoke her thoughts, "There are heaps of Fortune Teller adds in this newspaper, Declan, why and how did you choose this one?" She lifted her hand to the right side of her head to push the hair that had fallen across her face, behind her ear. "Exactly!" he exclaimed. "I knew you would ask this," he nodded, agreeing with himself, Miranda sat forward in the chair.
"Well I didn't go into this with my eyes closed Miranda," Miranda cut in with "That's surprising." He took no notice. "I actually investigated all of the adds for Fortune Tellers, the ones you can visit at their homes of course." "Of course," Miranda repeated slightly nodding. "And this one was quite unique. Guess why," he looked at his friend.
"Why Declan?" "Go on guess," he urged. "You got a feeling?" was all she could offer based on what he had said just before. "Well you're half right," he granted, "I did get a feeling, but that's not half of it!"
He stared at Miranda.
"What Declan, you're killing me!" She exclaimed. "A huh! So you are interested!" was what he concluded. "Slightly," she replied, trying to regain her composure, she didn't want to let on too much. "Mmmm." Declan got up once again to pace the room. He couldn't stand holding out any longer. "She's blind!" "She's .blind," Miranda repeated his words slowly. "Uh huh."
"Declan do you know that, that isn't unusual in Fortune Telling?" Miranda tried to hide the fact that she was actually looking forward to it; she too was starting to itch for a mission.
Declan looked disappointed. "Not unusual," he said repeating Miranda's words. He went to his desk chair and dropped into it. He rested his head in his hands, using the desk as support.
Miranda didn't mean to burst his bubble. "What is it Declan? You look upset." "Well, yeah. I'm a little disappointed is all..I really thought you would be up for it, and you really don't seem that interested."
He leaned back in his chair. "Well Declan I," "I really don't think I can do it without you Miranda. I mean you know a lot more about all that technical stuff."
Miranda was secretly flattered. "Plus," he added, "I am really bored." "I figured," she remarked truthfully.
"Well of course I will help, if you really want Declan," she offered kindly. She really didn't think he would be put off that easily by her remark earlier.
"Yeah! Really?" Declan sounded relieved, then he stopped and thought for a minute, suddenly doubtful he added, "So you think it's a good idea?" Miranda would rather not answer that question. She didn't think it was a good idea but she was pretty much ready to do it, so long as it was an investigation of sorts.
"So did you really get a feeling about this one?" she asked instead. "Yeah it was strange..." as Miranda listened to him explain, in great detail, the 'eerie' feeling he got when he picked up the newspaper, she couldn't help wondering what she had just agreed to. Declan seemed a little too eager to prove this one wasn't a sham, but why?
Later on in the day, Peggy decides to drop by the campus in hope of Declan and Miranda still being there. She walks down the corridor and stops at his office; she quickly smoothed out her clothes and then proceeded to knock on the door.
"Yeah come in," she heard Declan call out. As she pushed the door open and stepped into the office she saw Miranda sitting on the chair off to the right. "Hey, Miranda," Peggy said kindly. Miranda nodded "Hi Peg," she replied. "Hey Peg," Declan said, looking up from a map on his desk. "Glad you're here, I wanted to tell you something, actually Miranda and I were just about to call you," he paused to look at Miranda. Peggy couldn't help but notice. "What," she said slowly looking at Miranda and then, back to Declan.
He smiled.
"I have a," "Declan has another case," Miranda interrupted, smiling. "Really," Peggy said. "I hope it's better then the last one." "Well," Miranda started to say but Declan cut her off, "Oh it is," glaring at her. Miranda tilted her head to the side and raised an eyebrow at him. "Well kinda," he said for her benefit.
"Kind of," Peggy repeated, "How so?" Declan seemed lost for words. Peggy and Miranda just stared at him, both crossing their arms. "Well," he reached, "It wont be a day trip to get there!" was all he could think of.
Both girls looked at each other knowingly. Declan saw. "What?" he said in all innocence.
Peggy sat down on the couch. "Okay so what is it?"
"I've found something to investigate Miranda," Declan said excitedly.
Miranda was not shocked; all she said was "Oh?" as she dropped onto the comfy chair in Declan's office. He waited for a reaction, well something more than what he had been given "Well aren't you even curious?" He couldn't stand still and started pacing around the office. "Okay Declan," she said giving in. "I'm curious. What have you found?" "That's more like it," he seemed pleased, and walked over to his desk to pick up a newspaper.
Miranda looked at the newspaper and then back to Declan, raising an eyebrow in question, as he walked over to her. "Here," he said handing her the newspaper, "On the last page," he added. As she opened up the back page, he returned to his desk, shoved things out of the way, and sat on its surface, crossing his arms.
"It's highlighted," he said, pointing out with his finger, even though Miranda was at least 5 feet away. "Yes I can see that," she added dryly. "Madame Laurie, Readings," she read out the words of interest. "Declan, you're not seriously thinking of.." "I know what you're going to say," he cut her off, standing up again and starting to pace back and forth.
"We've covered this a lot of times, but this one..this one," he said thoughtfully, running his hand through his hair. Miranda just stared at him, waiting for him to finish.
"I've got a feeling this one is different." Declan sat down on his desk again. "Different how?" Curious on how he had chosen this particular add, she spoke her thoughts, "There are heaps of Fortune Teller adds in this newspaper, Declan, why and how did you choose this one?" She lifted her hand to the right side of her head to push the hair that had fallen across her face, behind her ear. "Exactly!" he exclaimed. "I knew you would ask this," he nodded, agreeing with himself, Miranda sat forward in the chair.
"Well I didn't go into this with my eyes closed Miranda," Miranda cut in with "That's surprising." He took no notice. "I actually investigated all of the adds for Fortune Tellers, the ones you can visit at their homes of course." "Of course," Miranda repeated slightly nodding. "And this one was quite unique. Guess why," he looked at his friend.
"Why Declan?" "Go on guess," he urged. "You got a feeling?" was all she could offer based on what he had said just before. "Well you're half right," he granted, "I did get a feeling, but that's not half of it!"
He stared at Miranda.
"What Declan, you're killing me!" She exclaimed. "A huh! So you are interested!" was what he concluded. "Slightly," she replied, trying to regain her composure, she didn't want to let on too much. "Mmmm." Declan got up once again to pace the room. He couldn't stand holding out any longer. "She's blind!" "She's .blind," Miranda repeated his words slowly. "Uh huh."
"Declan do you know that, that isn't unusual in Fortune Telling?" Miranda tried to hide the fact that she was actually looking forward to it; she too was starting to itch for a mission.
Declan looked disappointed. "Not unusual," he said repeating Miranda's words. He went to his desk chair and dropped into it. He rested his head in his hands, using the desk as support.
Miranda didn't mean to burst his bubble. "What is it Declan? You look upset." "Well, yeah. I'm a little disappointed is all..I really thought you would be up for it, and you really don't seem that interested."
He leaned back in his chair. "Well Declan I," "I really don't think I can do it without you Miranda. I mean you know a lot more about all that technical stuff."
Miranda was secretly flattered. "Plus," he added, "I am really bored." "I figured," she remarked truthfully.
"Well of course I will help, if you really want Declan," she offered kindly. She really didn't think he would be put off that easily by her remark earlier.
"Yeah! Really?" Declan sounded relieved, then he stopped and thought for a minute, suddenly doubtful he added, "So you think it's a good idea?" Miranda would rather not answer that question. She didn't think it was a good idea but she was pretty much ready to do it, so long as it was an investigation of sorts.
"So did you really get a feeling about this one?" she asked instead. "Yeah it was strange..." as Miranda listened to him explain, in great detail, the 'eerie' feeling he got when he picked up the newspaper, she couldn't help wondering what she had just agreed to. Declan seemed a little too eager to prove this one wasn't a sham, but why?
Later on in the day, Peggy decides to drop by the campus in hope of Declan and Miranda still being there. She walks down the corridor and stops at his office; she quickly smoothed out her clothes and then proceeded to knock on the door.
"Yeah come in," she heard Declan call out. As she pushed the door open and stepped into the office she saw Miranda sitting on the chair off to the right. "Hey, Miranda," Peggy said kindly. Miranda nodded "Hi Peg," she replied. "Hey Peg," Declan said, looking up from a map on his desk. "Glad you're here, I wanted to tell you something, actually Miranda and I were just about to call you," he paused to look at Miranda. Peggy couldn't help but notice. "What," she said slowly looking at Miranda and then, back to Declan.
He smiled.
"I have a," "Declan has another case," Miranda interrupted, smiling. "Really," Peggy said. "I hope it's better then the last one." "Well," Miranda started to say but Declan cut her off, "Oh it is," glaring at her. Miranda tilted her head to the side and raised an eyebrow at him. "Well kinda," he said for her benefit.
"Kind of," Peggy repeated, "How so?" Declan seemed lost for words. Peggy and Miranda just stared at him, both crossing their arms. "Well," he reached, "It wont be a day trip to get there!" was all he could think of.
Both girls looked at each other knowingly. Declan saw. "What?" he said in all innocence.
Peggy sat down on the couch. "Okay so what is it?"
