#em grashomui

Ooo fun! Sorry I didn’t get to this sooner!

Mira would probably be responsible enough to put most of the money into investments/etc. for the long run, but would save enough to buy some fancy new art supplies and lots of scones from the local coffeeshop.

Mira Lockwood

the scone murdering, iced-coffee chugging artist

WIP: Murder at Rocky Falls

Female- she/her

Lesbian

24

Mira is a daydreaming artist who has lived in Rocky Falls since moving away from her parents at the age of nineteen. She spends her days sketching and painting, or wandering throughout town looking for things to draw. Often her mind is caught up with ideas and she’ll pay no attention to her surroundings, which can sometimes frustrate people.

Em found her gaze drawn to the girl sitting in the corner table by the window. Red hair, brown eyes, freckles across the face. Em would put her at mid-twenties. The girl was lost in thought, chewing on a pen with a dreamy look on her face as she stared out the window.

"Coffee and muffin for Mira!" The barista called across the coffee shop, though his eyes were on the day-dreaming girl. She didn't respond to the call and neither did anyone else.

The barista sighed, opened his mouth as though to try again, and then shook his head. Em took another sip of her coffee- hot and black, just how she liked it- and watched as he grabbed a pebble from a plant display and cast one more look at the day-dreamer before chucking the pebble at her.

The pebble hit its mark and the girl jumped, jerked abruptly from her thoughts. She glanced around sheepishly and noticed the barista, who pointedly shoved the coffee and muffin closer to her.

"Oh, Henry, sorry. You know how I am." Day-dreamer blushed and stood up to grab her order, returning to her table and turning her attention back outside. Apparently whatever idea she'd been looking for had finally shown up, as she began sketching in a notebook instead of chewing on her pen.

Em made a mental file for day-dreamer as she always did- appeared to be an artist, doesn't pay attention to surroundings, rainbow pin on her bag.

Rainbow pin? Em did a double take as she realized what the pin meant. That was interesting- Em had yet to meet anyone in the town who was lgbt. Even though she usually made a point not to become too friendly with locals, Em figured it wouldn't hurt to find out more about the artist.

She felt a grin flit across her face as she saw day-dreamer, thoroughly invested in her sketch now, bring her coffee up to her mouth and attempt to take a bite from it. Still working on the sketch with her right hand, day-dreamer set the coffee back down and felt around on her table for the muffin.

Em Grashom

black coffee and cigarettes. she also weaves daisy chains

WIP: Murder at Rocky Falls

Female- she/her

Pansexual

28

Em Grashom is a private detective hired by the town of Rocky Falls to investigate the murders that have been happening. She’s sarcastic, keeps to herself, lives on black coffee and cigarettes, and weaves daisy chains in her free time.

Em Grashom tilted back in her chair, pulling the cigarette from her lips as she added to the growing cloud of smoke swirling around her head.

Three dead bodies. Murdered, the local police thought. A big deal in a small town like- she glanced back at the hastily scrawled notes- Rocky Falls. People in towns like those didn't just wind up dead in a gravel pit without foul play.

Theories were already running through Em's mind, and she shook her head to dislodge them- theories were all well and good, but logical thinking was also needed. The first logical step was deciding whether or not to take the case, which was an easy choice. Business had been slow lately, and Em needed some more cases to work.

Next logical step. Gather up everything she would need and fly into Rocky Falls so she could start investigating. A quick Google search showed there was a larger town nearby that had an airport and several hotels, so that part of the trip was easily taken care of.

Humming, Em took another puff from her cigarette and turned back to the notes she had taken during the phone call from the sheriff of Rocky Falls. Three bodies, all with bullet wounds to the head and multiple stab wounds on the torso. All bodies had been left in the local abandoned gravel pit. None of the victims were locals.

An interesting case. Em would need more information before she really started working it, but for now, she had the basic facts. Enough to convince her to call the sheriff back and tell him she would be taking the case.

The cloud of smoke continued to grow as Em prepared, printing out emails from the sheriff with files about the case. She felt the thrill of it starting to pound through her, adrenaline pumping through her veins as she pulled out a small black notebook and started writing in sloppy, slanted ink.