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Posted: Tue, 05/12/2023 21:31 (1 Year ago)

Well, Buraddo seems promising and the nervous wreck shows manners. Best if I ease in on her, no need for a meltdown this early. Stella thought to herself, making her way to her assigned case. Her pupils dart between the other three and the case rapidly, before they stop at the case. "So... we have Cassowary, Mawer, Buraddo and me. An... interesting line-up. You can do this.

At first, it was difficult for Stella to work in a team. Apart from her solitary nature that comes with being an Oracle (at least for her), the detective feared that some people might remember her from her former times at this agency. That would just bring up unnecessary details and stories... but when she noticed that almost nobody who works now even worked back then, she saw it as a sort of "restart". Sure, it would be nice to be promoted to Oracle again some time but... right now? She could use some company at the water cooler. Not to mention the information she could gather from them, you never know what you need.

The detective takes a deep breath, standing behind Nora. Clearing her throat audibly to get the matter back to the case, Stella simply points at the case, "So, who has the honor of introducing us to the case?"

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Posted: Mon, 04/12/2023 04:29 (1 Year ago)

Andrael's inner turmoil hasn't gone unnoticed... while not telepathic in any way or form, in Stella's opinion at least, she felt a certain... vibe coming from her. Though at this point, all she knew are some chaotic currents underneath and a detective never jumps the gun, unless with conclusive evidence or a sudden eureka. And the last thing she needs today is making an "enemy" right now.

Stella first takes a look around the other cases first, though there was nothing particularly interesting about them. It's to be expected that the interns get a break-in, murder scenes are not really something everyone should or would see. Though, with enough training - or a surprising lack of morals - some could see the inventiveness of some of these. The former Oracle distinctly remembers a murder with a knife, tied over a few pulleys to an ice block.

Enough reminiscing about better times, there is a job to be done! Stella simply shakes her own head gently, as if she declines something, before walking away from the board and on her way to Andry. Or at least where she remembers her desk was...

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Posted: Wed, 29/11/2023 17:03 (1 Year ago)

From Stella's desk came the rustling sounds of paper... even in the 2070s, she belongs to the rare group of people that still read newspapers. A part of her is even surprised that they still made them. Sure, they were now synthetic to not harm trees but they were already warning about "the medium of paper dying out" back in the 30s. The detective folds the newspaper neatly on her desk and makes her way to the "Investigative Department". Finding her name was easy, apart from maybe Nora, she was the only detective with a three-part name. "Red folder. At least better than some girl's lost doll." She could not help but chuckle a little at that.

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Posted: Sun, 26/11/2023 00:07 (1 Year ago)

Stella simply remains at her desk, sipping on her coffee she brought from home. Her eyes dart around the room like rubber balls, constantly picking up information. She looks around, giving everyone a split-second stare, taking in as many details as she could. Only when her hand was touching the cup long enough for her hands to feel hot did she stop "analyzing" her environment and the people around her.

One of the few benefits of being a detective. She could actually take a little time to focus. And until the meeting... she'd just read the dossiers in front of her and occasionally look around to pick up on some gossip.

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Posted: Fri, 24/11/2023 20:33 (1 Year ago)

Tick... tick... tick... RING!

The unmistakeable sound of an alarm clock. The one that wakes Stella De Caelo up every morning for work... and even though she's mentally fit for a woman of her age, even people like her still need a little time to wake up properly. For a few seconds, her gaze went to the alarm clock: Analogue and silvery-white in texture, with some black patterns on it. It being a carefully crafted Italian masterpiece (source: whoever made the clock) is the only reason why she hasn't chucked that thing against the wall yet.

The morning routine of the detective is short and concise: Her closet only contained four outfits, the same identical ones in fact. Those were the clothes she typically wore, only deviating outside of work. For those occasions, different clothes further back are used. Though this time, she had to use the last clean one, the commotion last night making it too late for her to wash the other three.

Concise, short, planned. In a span of ten minutes, Stella was already at the front door, checking her belongings and her outfit It was a nervous tick more than being thorough. With that, she leaves her apartment and then the complex... she lives decently and it is okay that way.

The sun hasn't risen yet and the traffic was also still in it's warm-up phase, so there was not enough commotion on the streets to be cautious. Though while others would daydream or think about the day ahead, Stella's analytical eye would not allow such liberties. And neither does her theorycrafting: "Mh. The store has new items in stock. Hm, their movements are a little... rigid. That car has been standing here for a week now."
Her walk to work is always scattered with constant pick-ups of unnecessary details and she would pick up on every single one. It is bad enough that she does not even think about last night just yet, she has analyzed that occurence over night but deemed it "trivial": Her word for "not important enough to think about". Thankfully, she only lives ten minutes away, so her mind isn't cluttered up too much by then.

6:55 AM. Enough time for a little chit-chat, if needed, and a cup of water before the assembly starts.

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Posted: Wed, 22/11/2023 22:26 (1 Year ago)

"God, they're so... talkative." Stella sighs, rolling her eyes. Though she could finally see the unconscious person, thinking they're either oblivious or ignorant. So, she deems it is time for an old trick:
Hiding her mouth behind her hand and shifting her pitch, she not only disguises her voice but also makes it sound further away than she is. So, with this trick, she shouts:

"Help! Someone fell over in this alley!"

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Posted: Sun, 19/11/2023 23:40 (1 Year ago)

Stella stood on the other side of the alleyway, waiting for the two to reconvene with her "accidentally". The former Oracle mistrusts dark alleyways at night - at least outside of work - so she took the more scenic route around, avoiding any unlit areas. When she noticed the other end of the alley being empty though, her alarm senses were tingling. Not enough to go inside and look, that would be foolish of her. Instead, she simply waits out... worst case, she could bump into them and say "what a coincidence".

She kind of expected a stranger to dash out of there, what she did not expect to see is to be blinded by their complexion. Like looking directly into a flashlight, or in their case rather a crystal ball. Still wary, she hides behind the wall this time and tries listening. She was an Oracle, but noe of older caliber. There were... voices. One familiar, the other less so.

Come on... I just need two voices that work with me.

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~Waveshaper~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 71	Posted: Wed, 15/11/2023 08:41 (1 Year ago)
	Hm, I did not know they were a thing. Stella thought, constantly following by sheer coincidence. She keeps looking and following from a little distance, only her eyes and a bit of her nose visible. The rest of her face was hidden by a hat and a scarf. It was not really that she disliked or mistrusted the people in front. She just had nothing better to do. [Read more]

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Posted: Wed, 15/11/2023 04:23 (1 Year ago)

"Well, they're in for a beating." A raspy voice came from near the main door, as Stella De Caelo started packing up her stuff too. Being a woman of older caliber, she remained a little longer to finish any half-done task... and of course to potentially hear something through the door of the Head Detective. Seems like they know what they are doing though, she cannot hear anything yet. So, after hearing nothing for a little while, she packs up her own stuff and leaves, wrapping a scarf around her mouth to mask it and goes out. Her path does happen to coincide with wherever that Niwa person goes, so the elderly woman "follows" them at a moderate distance.

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Posted: Wed, 15/11/2023 03:55 (1 Year ago)

Name: Stella De Caelo

Gender: female

Age: 47

Birthday: July 7th

Role at the Agency: Detective

Personality: At first a caring individual, Stella shows care and compassion for her allies, especially when they reciprocate her care. When spending time for longer, they see her professional side. More emotionless, a lot more analytical and logical. That does not mean though that her care disappears, she will try to minimize losses, both economically and living beings. She also sports a surprisingly good memory for her age and might pick up on some details others miss.

Personality Type: [Optional.]

Description:

[]Height: 6'1"/185 cm
[]Weight: 162 lbs/74 kg
[]Skin Tone: slightly tanned
[]Hair Style: long and straight
[]Hair Colour: blonde
[]Eye Colour: yellow contact lenses, brown underneath
[]Clothes: trenchcoat with long sleeves, white shirt and black pants underneath, fancy black shoes as well
[]Accessories: her left hand is always seen wearing a glove
[]Other: none

History: Stella De Caelo grew up as the eldest (and only human) sibling of four. Always feeling underappreciated and undermined by her family, she wanted to show that it takes human resolution to be successful and not just cold intelligence. Her efforts led her to the CDA some time ago, where she worked as an Oracle. However, she left a few years after to pursue greater careers, only for the android competition to knock her down repeatedly. Surprisingly, she reapplied at the Clockwork Agency and was accepted. Even though no longer an Oracle but instead a Detective, she will (hopefully) put in the same energy that she did back then. Who knows, maybe her second wind will yield much better results.

Sexuality: bisexual

Voice Claim: Renata Glasc (German) - LoL (sadly there is no video without the mask filter)

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~Waveshaper~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 71	Posted: Thu, 19/10/2023 23:59 (1 Year ago)
	Iteral nods and enters as silently as she could, slowly closing the door behind her. "... that trip. It will probably be long and arduus- ahem, arduous." She asks, worry painting her every syllable and just staring at something on the table in front of her. "... how are you doing? Are Caspian and you holding up enough? I can let you fly on my broom, if you like." [Read more]

~Waveshaper~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 71	Posted: Thu, 19/10/2023 21:02 (1 Year ago)
	"Oh, I am just strolling around. I never got to experience the full place, you know. With the limited time I spent here." Iteral slowly reaches her hand out and slowly pushes the door open more, peeking inside. "... what are you doing here?" [Read more]

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Posted: Thu, 19/10/2023 14:52 (1 Year ago)

Iteral's walk was immersive enough that, when Mercy called out for her, it briefly froze her in place. "Oh?" Turning back, she makes an audible "mhm" sound and walks towards the bedroom. "Yeah, Kendo is giving them the introduction now. Their name is Lethe and they're looking for their father. Must mean a lot, if she ventures throughout the multiverse for him." A pause. "... are you alright? Did that godslayer do anything after I left?"

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~Waveshaper~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 71	Posted: Thu, 19/10/2023 07:28 (1 Year ago)
	Iteral decides to go upstairs, leaving the two alone and looking around. Hm, barrier stable. It only dawned on her now that she actually never really explored the church. When she "joined", the cottage already existed. So, she simply roams the halls with a little melody. [Read more]

~Waveshaper~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 71	Posted: Thu, 19/10/2023 02:23 (1 Year ago)
	"... should I leave you two be? This feels like a "dimension-internal" issue." Iteral feels awkward. Like "family troubles as a guest" levels of awkward. "... I can go check on Mercy and Caspian... or something." [Read more]

~Waveshaper~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 71	Posted: Thu, 19/10/2023 02:12 (1 Year ago)
	"I understand. Well, if we find your father and he is in a stable enough state, I might be able to aid. I do have certain skills that help in easing one's mind." Iteral already sees the cottage and starts her descent. They pass the barrier without any issues and land near the back door. "Allow me. Oh Professor, your compatriot is here!" This time, she spoke in more of an accent. [Read more]

~Waveshaper~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 71	Posted: Thu, 19/10/2023 01:56 (1 Year ago)
	"Gotcha. Hmmm, I take it you and him worked on that?" Iteral nods towards the machine. "Not many daughters would go on a multiversal voyage for an elderly man. Especially into war zones." [Read more]

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Posted: Thu, 19/10/2023 01:42 (1 Year ago)

"The pleasure is mine." Iteral starts flying back on her broom, Lethe sitting next to her. A few kilometers, the trip will not take long. At all. "So, tell me a little about yourself or your father. We have like... seventy seconds until we're at the cottage. Anything you'd like to share with me, any ideas, et cetera? Or any clues?" Her accent vanishes when saying "et cetera" but returned when she switches back.

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~Waveshaper~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 71	Posted: Thu, 19/10/2023 01:27 (1 Year ago)
	"Understandable, I wouldn't be fond in dragging you into a war you have no part in either. That just sounds unfair." Iteral makes a little more of a move and moves her broom sideways, forcing Lethe to sit on it as it levitated mid-air. "Sorry, she's a bit of an inpatient one. I'm Iteral, by the way. Now let's fly." [Read more]

~Waveshaper~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 71	Posted: Thu, 19/10/2023 01:20 (1 Year ago)
	"Look, here is a promise. Even if we don't find your father during this, I'll ask around and help you afterwards. Okay?" Iteral puts her broom down and sits down on it, offering a space next to her. "I never asked for your name, by the way." [Read more]

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