08-02-2015, 10:39 PM
Drayson had already gone over the scenario countless times, but in the end, he had been able to move on. He could not be everywhere at once, and was in the end only human, and was not infallible. Mistakes could and were made. He had been called away to another incident that had required his attention, and had left a scene in which people had been at risk.
Luckily, one of his hand-picked chosen for Domovoi had been present, and had carried himself well in the unusual situation. "No rest for the wicked, as they say. Moscow draws the best and worst humanity has to offer, it seems."
Many a magazine had likened Moscow to the modern-day Rome or Babylon. Cities that had raised the bar of science and culture, only to later collapse under hubris and decadence.
"Suicide, likely inspired by long-term drug addiction which triggered a psychotic break down. Injuries were psychosomatic in nature or preexisting before even arriving at the cafe."
He hadn't written the report; these sorts of incidents had been going on for years and many people quickly learned to write something that 'made sense' rather then attributing such things to 'magic' and 'monsters.'
Of course it was often flimsy at best, but that was just the way of things. People did not want to know that there were things in the shadows hunting them, after all. Edges of modern maps were not marked 'Here there be Dragons' any longer. The world was mapped, cataloged, and recorded, leaving no room for monsters and demons and wizards.
The dead man's body had been autopsied by CDPS specialists as was protocol, and their reports indicated nothing that they hadn't been able to explain away through rational thought.
Luckily, one of his hand-picked chosen for Domovoi had been present, and had carried himself well in the unusual situation. "No rest for the wicked, as they say. Moscow draws the best and worst humanity has to offer, it seems."
Many a magazine had likened Moscow to the modern-day Rome or Babylon. Cities that had raised the bar of science and culture, only to later collapse under hubris and decadence.
"Suicide, likely inspired by long-term drug addiction which triggered a psychotic break down. Injuries were psychosomatic in nature or preexisting before even arriving at the cafe."
He hadn't written the report; these sorts of incidents had been going on for years and many people quickly learned to write something that 'made sense' rather then attributing such things to 'magic' and 'monsters.'
Of course it was often flimsy at best, but that was just the way of things. People did not want to know that there were things in the shadows hunting them, after all. Edges of modern maps were not marked 'Here there be Dragons' any longer. The world was mapped, cataloged, and recorded, leaving no room for monsters and demons and wizards.
The dead man's body had been autopsied by CDPS specialists as was protocol, and their reports indicated nothing that they hadn't been able to explain away through rational thought.