Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20160627220231/@comment-5426254-20160708013001

"Focus."

"Breathe."

Doyle steadily aimed the scope of Brosnan as he stalked his target - a head of a local village as he carried out his mission long ago. The town was growing larger, to the point that it would soon become a small city. The man himself, according to the dossier, was organizing an armed rebellion against Atlas, and would need to be put down before he became a threat to the people with his terrorist ways.

In a few minutes, the rally would conclude with an abrupt end. A moment of stunned silence follows as a large hole suddenly appears on his forehead, the body falling backwards, all to the sound of a ghostly whisper.

Then came the collective screams as panic ensued. - The scream had caught Doyle's attention just as he considered to sit down and wait and see what would happen.

He decided to discreetly move out, and then sprint outside.

"All units, triangulate the source of the noise."

"Unit 6, triangulating."

The Enforcers' sensors were designed from the get-go to detect all sudden movements, noises and irregularities. While Doyle was scanning all the possible buildings for information, along with finding a match for the scream's wavelength, the Enforcers' audible sensors used a form of echolocation, based on the pitch, frequency, and the Doppler Effect based on their position.

"All sources lead to a nearby Dust shop. Sending you the coordinates."

And inside said Dust shop was a grotesquerie of body parts, blood, and internal organs. Surprisingly, none of the shops' goods were out of place, which meant that the murder, while gory and violent, was not destructive to its surrounding environment.

''This must be the sixth murder. I wonder how it is bloody possible that the suspect was this gruesome without being this reckless. I need to know what this murder weapon is.''

And then he turned to the woman herself, now shuddering in terror, and on the verge of breaking down, sobbing. He quickly realized that she was the key to finding a lead to this case, and with it, any secrets that she might possibly divulge, and how important a focused, balanced mind.

But first, I need to make sure she doesn't lose her mind while we're at it.

"Scuse' me, chap. I got this," he said to Kaimana.

"Focus," he calmly stated to the woman. He made a gesture of inhaling and exhaling just to make sure she understood and was able to respond.

"Breathe."

It was a mantra that was taught to him back then. It was a method that he had constantly drilled into his memories.

And now it was a means of soothing the nerve-wracking trauma the woman experienced so suddenly, to bring balance to the senses, and stabilize the situation.

It was a stepping stone to learn more, in the hopes of achieving his daunting task...