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April 23, 23 CLE

"Yes, well I still feel as though I owe you my thanks for just letting me have this audience with you." He replied to Caitlyn, before she turned to look at him.

Garth felt her eyes look him up and down with great care and precision. He knew that she most likely did not miss any of the details that made him up, his habits, how he looked, and notable physical features. It only made Garth a little uncomfortable, but he took a seat once she gestured for him to do so. Then he saw the serious look she was giving him, and he almost broke eye contact...but in the end he firmed up his resolve. Then came the barrage of questions, which asked 'what is your name' four times. This was rather odd.......but then it struck him....this must be a test! She was testing him, but the question was what could she be testing? Oh well, one question at a time then.

"My name is Garth Marxian." The aspiring detective said simply before moving on to the next question, which caused a slight lump in his throat. His birthplace caused issues for him in the past, especially at school once his peers figured out where he was from. However, Garth also knew that he wasn't going to get by with a lie, so the truth had to come out. He took a small breath before answering, "Zaun, but allow me to say I don't like the place. I lost a few things back there, and I know that they won't be coming back." There was a solemn tone when he mentioned that he lost a few things. This was quickly followed with a brief glance at the floor before he moved on to answer her next question.

"My farther is Simon Marxian, a Zaunite scientist, who still lives there today." There was bitterness in his tone as he spoke of his father, but it lightened up a bit when he began to speak of his mother, "My mother was Leia Marxian, she died when I was young. For now I'm living with my Aunt Ada, until I have earned enough to make it out on my own."

Now came one of the repeated question, should he give a different answer? What exactly was she looking for? The aspiring detective eyed the Sheriff for a moment before simply answering, "Garth Marxian."

"X is equal to thirty-five because a positive and a negative still give one a negative . Thus thirty-five minus thirty equals five." The young inventor explained, math was one of his better subjects, so unless Caitlyn was using some odd rule..the answer he gave was correct.

Why was he here? That was rather simple, "I'm here for an audience with you to see, if the best detective in all of Runeterra is willing to teach another her trade." Garth gave another simple reply to the question about what his name was, and told her the date just a simply, "April 23, 23 CLE."

His purpose? For the job? His life? That was a rather general question, so he stated his ultimate goal, "My purpose is to ultimately change Zaun's ways. I've seen the horrors of classmates in basic education getting abducted, and the teacher's stoic answer of 'They're advancing science.' just doesn't cut it with me!" There was a fire in his eyes now, and he gradually getting louder, "People shouldn't be forced into experiments, that would drastically alter them or kill them! It's inhumane! Piltover has trumped them using humane ways, and our what we have accomplished is far superior than what Zaun has accomplished. I want to change Zaun for the better, stop the crime, the deadly experimentation, and ultimately not let another experiment on a child or kidnap the child's mother. Call me naive if you wish, but that is my purpose!"

"My name?" Garth asked rhetorically before declaring, "My name is Garth Marxian the future Sheriff of Zaun! The one who wants to better Zaun's ways!" His eyes burning with passion met Caitlyn's deadly serious look. That was his trump card, and now he waited for Caitlyn's answer.

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April 23, 23CLE

Caitlyn listened carefully to Garth, nodding at his answers. When he finished, she smiled and met his passionate gaze with an amused expression. She drew out a paper.

"Well." Caitlyn said with an amused tone that had a pinch of pride in it. "Garth Marxian, I never thought about taking a student and yes, I will call you naive. But you do have a noble cause. I will accept you if you agree to my conditions."

Caitlyn shoved the paper before her. It was a blank paper. She grabbed a pen, already knowing the consequences of the next few minutes. "First, you must do as I tell you. You mustn't act rash, you mustn't die after we finish. Is that clear? Zaun is a terrible place currently, I agree with that, but it is also dangerous. Entering, thinking you can change everything and announcing that... Its like holding a sign saying: 'Kill me'. Is that clear, Mr. Marxan?

If you agree, sign your name on this paper, the whole paper yes." Caitlyn said, her expression turned dead serious when she started saying her demands. The boy must have many questions still.

Garth smiled a bit when she called him naive, he was clearly not very surprised and used to it by this point in time. Her conditions did not surprise him either has he had no plans on dying either, but the simplicity for him being signed up surprised him. All he has to do is sign a piece of paper? Well, this has gone much better than expected. The aspiring detective soon produced a pen after reading over the conditions again, just as his aunt always told him to, before signing everywhere that he must.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but why those questions in that order? Why ask my name four times in a row?" Garth asked, his curiosity and desire to learn had gotten the better of him. However, there was a slightly more self-centered side that sought out one of her famed detective skills. Another question that usually surfaced, but Caitlyn did not ask, yet, was about his appearance. He thought that Caitlyn had either figured out his secret or she didn't consider it important enough to ask. Nonetheless, he did not care all that much as his appearance was rather something he did not want to talk about.

April 23, 23CLE

The moment Caitlyn began to spill her secrets, Garth had a pen and a pocket sized notepad and was writing down every word she said. There would be a pause as he underlined the important segments, clearly he was dedicated to learning the techniques at least.

"Using the person's true identity as a lie detector, very clever, I've never thought of anything like that. I guess it explains why you're the Sheriff!" Garth then cocked his head when she sighed and listed off what he might do or what could happen to him.

"I expected situations like that, after all you deal with the dangerous criminals around here, but I'm a little bit more experienced than what I look. I've had a few close brushes with death recently, but I've learned and adapted in order to better protect myself." Garth replied, though he would have to admit that he was rather reckless on some of his adventures. Caitlyn had a point about his eagerness to follow his ideals.

Then came the question he dreaded, while she had an amused tone Garth's facial expression became rather...sad, "My..eye?" There was no point in lying, as much he would rather not tell the truth.

"It's been though some augmentation...you might remember how I mentioned my father was a Zaunite scientist. Well, he wanted something that would make him world famous, so he begun to abduct people off the streets and experiment on them. However, none of them survived his experimentation." Garth explained before swallowing and continuing, "So he decided he needed a healthier individual, but one he could monitor easily.....thus he choose me...his own son. He gave me this eye in order to test to see how it would work, should it fail he would use my other eye."

"It has two functions. The first is that it gives me sharper vision than your average human being, so I can see objects in the distance better." The detective in training explained before continuing on about the second function, "The second function involves thermal printing. If I want, I can see thermal patterns, so if someone had been through an area recently, then I could track them down. Furthermore, people who are invisible to some, are not invisible to me. "

April 26th, 23 CLE

Garth nodded as Caitlyn explained that they were not going to Zaun and how she was short-handed with Vi's recent escape. He had heard only a little information about Vi going rogue, but it did not make sense to him. Why would she do such a thing, but he was sure that Caitlyn would inform him of the details if she thought it was important enough to tell him.

"Yes, I understand your concern with information getting out. I must say that the "gag order" on it has been quite effective thus far, because I have only heard a little bit about it. I also understand we are not going back to Zaun now, and I personally prefer that option. I'd rather not see 'him' again. "

Then she spoke of his experience, and he had to admit that she did have a point. But he did have a reason for coming here, and that was to learn from a person who had more experience. No from the very best detective in all of Runeterra.

Garth's eyes lit up once she said that he was going to be her subordinate. Signing the paper did not do much for the young man, but to hear his role model say it.....well it had a very visible effect. The young man leapt up from his seat and began to wildly shake Caitlyn's hand with much vigor.

"Thank you so much, Sheriff Caitlyn, youhavenoideahowmuchthismeans to me!" Garth said in a rushed messed, before he suddenly came back to his senses. He stopped wildly shaking Caitlyn's hand before coughing into his gloved hand in order to gather himself. He sat down and scratched the back of his head before offering an apology.

"Sorry I got a little carried away there, but I promise you that I will do my very best at whatever task you order me to do."