I'm giving up on the story in picture format, it's a pain in the ass for me and elongates the whole process.
So it's back to extra long threads for now.
I'll use @threadreaderapp at the end for those who find it a bit much.
Now where were we...
"You people?" the other three people said at once, leaping at a golden
"Are you a speciest now Saltlick?" asked the commander* *Like a racist except for other species rather than other people of the same biological class, seen as terrible character flaw and indicator of stupidity by most people in the city.**
"I'll have to reconsider my position here if that's the case?" chimed in Biggins "Any openings Commissioner?"
"I'm sure we could find something Mr. Biggins, couldn't leave a literate person like you working for a speciest!"
"Oh you know
He'd allowed exasperation to get the better of him, there was bigger game afoot that someone mutilating the recently, albeit tragically departed and this was keeping him from chasing it.
The others grinned at him, Biggins ears
"Our speciest friend here is right though, we should be about your business gentlemen"
"Ah, looks like it's back to the grind for us poor working coppers commissioner, barely got
"You'll find plenty in the bakery below commander" replied Biggins "In fact you can have a ti."
Saltlick coughed abruptly
"A small tin on our account if you'd like, to bring back to the lads in the station of course"
"Yes commander, your wife promised dreadful things if we didn't stop filling you up with treats every time you visit" said Saltlick apologetically
"But if I'm merely delivering them to the lads..."
"Then none of us ever have to lie to your wife"
"Am I right in assuming your men will be spending a bit more time around common jumping spots?" Biggins asked the Commissioner
"Might I suggest you contact some of the religious groups, they might have some
"Good thinking Mr Biggins"
"We aim to please, Commissioner, Commander if you could send your men around this evening at start of watch, we may want to visit the sites where the bodies were found.
Best to have someone
"Will do Mr Biggins. Goodbye Salty"
Saltlick had already gone back at his telescope waved dismissively
"Talk soon gentlemen"
"Goodbye Mr Biggins, thank you for hospitality as always" said the commissioner "We really must take
"One day we will both have the time sir, unfortunately that day isn't likely to be soon"
"Sadly true, look after yourself in the meantime Mr Biggins"
"You too sir"
And with that they left.
"Start of watch eh?"
"It's at low tide, won't be