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In this case bone acts as a material in ways that are reminiscent of the fracture response of glass and concrete: a fracture track from a second blow will not cross a preexisting fracture. A subsequent fracture will end at the T-like intersection with a pre-existing fracture as its energy is propagated along the earlier fracture.\n\nPrior to fracture, the bending of cranial bone in response to trauma may exceed the elastic limit of bone and can cause permanent deformation. This deformation can make accurate reconstruction of the pre-impact skull impossible because the deformed bone shards do not return to their original dimensions. However, the deformation itself can serve as evidence. Because elasticity is a property of the collagen phase, its presence, as recorded in the deformation, points to perimortem injury. It is, in effect, a greenstick fracture. Moreover, the deformations frozen into the bone can help reconstruct the point(s) of impact.\n\nWhen repeated strong blows are struck to same area of the cranium, the edges of already fractured bone rub against one another and frequently cause spalling or flaking along the margins. The mechanism and appearance of the chipping recall the mechanism and product of pressure flaking in flint knapping.\n\nFacial fractures commonly present as healed, as well as perimortem. Fractures around the nose, nasals, and/or maxillae are the common result of blows to the face. The high frequency of nasal fractures in modern Americans appears to result from interpersonal violence, notwithstanding some attributable to accident and sports injury.\n\nExcerpt from Fundamentals Of Forensic Anthropology pages 117 & 118.\n[/b]\n\"Do I need a reason another than the fact that guys keep trying to flirt with me?\" Berri questions.\n\n\"No, you don't,\" I say distaste in my words \"do you need me to deal with them, Berri?\".\n\nBerri laughs \"no Conker I don't but I'll let you know if it gets to that point\".\n\n\"Right\" I reply before scribbling a few notes.\n\n\"You and your forensic anthropology studies Conker...\" Berri shakes her head \"you're making the rest of us look bad\".\n\n\"Well sorry for studying ahead for my chosen career\" I snark.\n\n\"Hey, no need to get snarky\" Berri says before starting on her plate.\n\n\"Urgh macaroni and cheese... how can you eat that? it stinks\" I groan covering my nose.\n\n\"So you want to work with dead bodies but you can't deal with the smell of my lunch? wow, that must suck...\" Berri says.\n\n\"I can handle the smell of decomposing bodies actually\" I respond.\n\n\"Yep he can,\" Banjo says taking the seat on the other side of me \"we went to the body farm a couple of months ago... it smelled there... bad...\" he shudders. \n\n\"You do know that if you want to work for the FBI you'll probably have to deal with corpses in varying degrees of decomp right?\" I ask him.\n\nBerri pushed her tray away \"can we NOT talk about rotting bodies in the cafeteria?!\" she snapped.\n\n\"Heh... sorry Berri...\" I say nervously because she is scary when mad.\n\nPipsy and Diddy choose that moment to join us \"so was Conker going on about something in his books again?\" Diddy asks.\n\nBerri groans \"him and Banjo went to a body farm a while ago and Banjo thought it would be fine to bring it up\" she glares and we both shrink down in our seats.\n\n\"Sorry Berri...\" Banjo mumbles before starting on his slice of pizza.\n\n\"Whatever I will admit that I've come to expect this sort of thing,\" Berri says rolling her eyes before she began to eat her lunch again.\n\n\"So...\" I begin \"you guys still good for two weeks at the lodge?\" I ask.\n\n\"Uh yeah!\" Pipsy says \"I mean just the five of us with no adults around why wouldn't I be coming?\".\n\n\"Actually it's six,\" Diddy says \"I invited Dixie along with us\".\n\n\"Which is fine\" Banjo says grinning.\n\n\"You know our parents must really have a lot of trust in us to allow us all to spend two weeks in a lodge on our own\" Berri says.\n\n\"Yeah and we're not going to do anything too drastic that will break that trust got it?\" I ask \"besides this lodge isn't Harry's it's my Dad's remember?\".\n\nThe rest nod \"yeah we remember Conker\".\n\nBerri puts her fork down \"wait... isn't the lodge where your Dad...\".\n\n\"Died?\" I finish \"yeah a broken branch fell out of a tree and smacked him on the head... it was an accident but don't worry we regularly have a group go out and service the trees now so there's no chance of it happening again\".\n\nWe're all silent now I will admit thinking about my Dad hurts but not as much as it once did I mean it happened ten years ago now.\n\nBut still, I miss him... I miss him a lot.\n\n [b]~-~-~-~-~[/b]\n\n\"Man... this place is huge!\" Diddy exclaims as we walk down the path.\n\n\"Well yes it is a mountain lodge\" I chuckle.\n\n\"Yeah but still Conker\" Berri begins \"that's more a freaking mountain mansion than a lodge\".\n\n\"Really?\" I ask \"this is small compared to some of my Dad's other properties\".\n\nPipsy stares at me \"you know it's easy for all of us to forget that your Dad was Lord Amberward\".\n\n\"Guys my last name is STILL Amberward you know?\" I say shaking my head.\n\n\"We know\" Berri sighs \"man my cousin still goes on about the fact that I'm friends with the future Lord Amberward\".\n\n\"Who says I'll actually take up the lordship?\" I ask unlocking the door and letting everyone in.\n\n\"Wait you're not going to?\" Dixie asks.\n\n\"Probably not\" I answer before lighting the fireplace.\n\nBanjo flicks a light switch \"power's out\" he sighs.\n\nI stand up \"fuse box is in the basement\".\n\nHe shrugs \"alright then\".\n\n\"Don't go alone!\" Berri calls out to us.\n\n\"What?\" I laugh \"it's not like this is a horror movie\" shaking my head I look at Banjo \"well come on then\".\n\n\"Heh sure...\" Banjo agrees following me \"hey didn't your Dad keep old film props in the basement?\" he asks as we head down the stairs.\n\n\"Yeah, he did\" I answer with a soft chuckle \"I remember having play fights with the fake swords from the pirate films that he had\".\n\n\"He sounds like he was a great guy,\" Banjo says with a smile.\n\n\"Yeah...\" I say softly \"he was...\".\n\nWe round the corner and freeze Banjo gulps \"Uhh.... please tell me that's a prop...\".\n\nI shake my head \"sadly it is not...\".\n\n\"Oh fuck!\" Banjo curses which shocked me as he does not swear period but then I can't blame him.\n\nFor right in front of us is a dead body and judging by the inverted U-shaped subpubic angle the victim is female and going by the large amount of decomp I'd say she's been dead a while but then I look closer \"the victim is female and I thought she'd been dead a while... well she has about two months but the decomp has been significantly sped up by predation by both insects and various feral rodents... mostly mice and rats\".\n\nBanjo looks at me before letting out a shaky exhale \"okay we've got gender and estimated death period but can you give me race and age?\".\n\nI frown \"well from what I can see Epiphyseal Fusion places her at around twenty years old...\" I look closer at the skull \"and she is clearly a feline but as of this moment I can not determine a specific race\".\n\n\"Okay\" Banjo sighs \"we really need to call the police\". \n\nI nod \"right\" I then move away from the body and flicked on the fuse box before checking the phone line I hiss \"damn it\".\n\n\"What?\" Banjo asked.\n\n\"Phone line's completely wreaked\" I answer.\n\n\"Oh great...\" Banjo groaned \"and there's no cellphone coverage\" he then pointed to the victim \"so what are we going to do about [i]this[/i]?\".\n\nI frown pondering \"well I'm knowledgeable in Forensic Anthropology... Berri is well versed in Forensic Mineralogy, Diddy is studying Forensic Entomology, Forensic chemistry, Dixie is studying to be a Forensic botanist and Pipsy has enough knowledge to do a forensic facial reconstruction...\".\n\n\"Wait, wait are you saying...\" Banjo starts looking at me like I'm insane.\n\n\"That we try to figure out how this woman died and if it's murder then we try to find the killer? yes, that's exactly what I'm saying\" I say looking him right in the eyes.\n\n\"You're insane!\" he says \"we're just kids!\".\n\n\"Yet right now we're the only ones here!\" I snap \"and I for one would like to know if someone was murdered here!\".\n\n\"Fine\" he grits out \"but I'm not happy about this\".\n\nMy ears go back \"I know... neither am I...\".\n\nSo much for two weeks of just having fun with friends...","writing_bbcode_parsed":""I HATE school..." my best friend Berri snarls dropping down in the seat next to me with her lunch tray Banjo was still in line along with the rest of our friends.

"And why exactly do you hate school?" I ask turning the page and reading the text.

Just as nonunited sutures dissipate the energy imparted by a blow, so do pre-existing fracture lines. In this case bone acts as a material in ways that are reminiscent of the fracture response of glass and concrete: a fracture track from a second blow will not cross a preexisting fracture. A subsequent fracture will end at the T-like intersection with a pre-existing fracture as its energy is propagated along the earlier fracture.

Prior to fracture, the bending of cranial bone in response to trauma may exceed the elastic limit of bone and can cause permanent deformation. This deformation can make accurate reconstruction of the pre-impact skull impossible because the deformed bone shards do not return to their original dimensions. However, the deformation itself can serve as evidence. Because elasticity is a property of the collagen phase, its presence, as recorded in the deformation, points to perimortem injury. It is, in effect, a greenstick fracture. Moreover, the deformations frozen into the bone can help reconstruct the point(s) of impact.

When repeated strong blows are struck to same area of the cranium, the edges of already fractured bone rub against one another and frequently cause spalling or flaking along the margins. The mechanism and appearance of the chipping recall the mechanism and product of pressure flaking in flint knapping.

Facial fractures commonly present as healed, as well as perimortem. Fractures around the nose, nasals, and/or maxillae are the common result of blows to the face. The high frequency of nasal fractures in modern Americans appears to result from interpersonal violence, notwithstanding some attributable to accident and sports injury.

Excerpt from  Fundamentals Of Forensic Anthropology pages 117 & 118.

"Do I need a reason another than the fact that guys keep trying to flirt with me?" Berri questions.

"No, you don't," I say distaste in my words "do you need me to deal with them, Berri?".

Berri laughs "no Conker I don't but I'll let you know if it gets to that point".

"Right" I reply before scribbling a few notes.

"You and your forensic anthropology studies Conker..." Berri shakes her head "you're making the rest of us look bad".

"Well sorry for studying ahead for my chosen career" I snark.

"Hey, no need to get snarky" Berri says before starting on her plate.

"Urgh macaroni and cheese... how can you eat that? it stinks" I groan covering my nose.

"So you want to work with dead bodies but you can't deal with the smell of my lunch? wow, that must suck..." Berri says.

"I can handle the smell of decomposing bodies actually" I respond.

"Yep he can," Banjo says taking the seat on the other side of me "we went to the body farm a couple of months ago... it smelled there... bad..." he shudders.

"You do know that if you want to work for the FBI you'll probably have to deal with corpses in varying degrees of decomp right?" I ask him.

Berri pushed her tray away "can we NOT talk about rotting bodies in the cafeteria?!" she snapped.

"Heh... sorry Berri..." I say nervously because she is scary when mad.

Pipsy and Diddy choose that moment to join us "so was Conker going on about something in his books again?" Diddy asks.

Berri groans "him and Banjo went to a body farm a while ago and Banjo thought it would be fine to bring it up" she glares and we both shrink down in our seats.

"Sorry Berri..." Banjo mumbles before starting on his slice of pizza.

"Whatever I will admit that I've come to expect this sort of thing," Berri says rolling her eyes before she began to eat her lunch again.

"So..." I begin "you guys still good for two weeks at the lodge?" I ask.

"Uh yeah!" Pipsy says "I mean just the five of us with no adults around why wouldn't I be coming?".

"Actually it's six," Diddy says "I invited Dixie along with us".

"Which is fine" Banjo says grinning.

"You know our parents must really have a lot of trust in us to allow us all to spend two weeks in a lodge on our own" Berri says.

"Yeah and we're not going to do anything too drastic that will break that trust got it?" I ask "besides this lodge isn't Harry's it's my Dad's remember?".

The rest nod "yeah we remember Conker".

Berri puts her fork down "wait... isn't the lodge where your Dad...".

"Died?" I finish "yeah a broken branch fell out of a tree and smacked him on the head... it was an accident but don't worry we regularly have a group go out and service the trees now so there's no chance of it happening again".

We're all silent now I will admit thinking about my Dad hurts but not as much as it once did I mean it happened ten years ago now.

But still, I miss him... I miss him a lot.

                                                        ~-~-~-~-~

"Man... this place is huge!" Diddy exclaims as we walk down the path.

"Well yes it is a mountain lodge" I chuckle.

"Yeah but still Conker" Berri begins "that's more a freaking mountain mansion than a lodge".

"Really?" I ask "this is small compared to some of my Dad's other properties".

Pipsy stares at me "you know it's easy for all of us to forget that your Dad was Lord Amberward".

"Guys my last name is STILL Amberward you know?" I say shaking my head.

"We know" Berri sighs "man my cousin still goes on about the fact that I'm friends with the future Lord Amberward".

"Who says I'll actually take up the lordship?" I ask unlocking the door and letting everyone in.

"Wait you're not going to?" Dixie asks.

"Probably not" I answer before lighting the fireplace.

Banjo flicks a light switch "power's out" he sighs.

I stand up "fuse box is in the basement".

He shrugs "alright then".

"Don't go alone!" Berri calls out to us.

"What?" I laugh "it's not like this is a horror movie" shaking my head I look at Banjo "well come on then".

"Heh sure..." Banjo agrees following me "hey didn't your Dad keep old film props in the basement?" he asks as we head down the stairs.

"Yeah, he did" I answer with a soft chuckle "I remember having play fights with the fake swords from the pirate films that he had".

"He sounds like he was a great guy," Banjo says with a smile.

"Yeah..." I say softly "he was...".

We round the corner and freeze Banjo gulps "Uhh.... please tell me that's a prop...".

I shake my head "sadly it is not...".

"Oh fuck!" Banjo curses which shocked me as he does not swear period but then I can't blame him.

For right in front of us is a dead body and judging by the inverted U-shaped subpubic angle the victim is female and going by the large amount of decomp I'd say she's been dead a while but then I look closer "the victim is female and I thought she'd been dead a while... well she has about two months but the decomp has been significantly sped up by predation by both insects and various feral rodents... mostly mice and rats".

Banjo looks at me before letting out a shaky exhale "okay we've got gender and estimated death period but can you give me race and age?".

I frown "well from what I can see Epiphyseal Fusion places her at around twenty years old..." I look closer at the skull "and she is clearly a feline but as of this moment I can not determine a specific race".

"Okay" Banjo sighs "we really need to call the police".

I nod "right" I then move away from the body and flicked on the fuse box before checking the phone line I hiss "damn it".

"What?" Banjo asked.

"Phone line's completely wreaked" I answer.

"Oh great..." Banjo groaned "and there's no cellphone coverage" he then pointed to the victim "so what are we going to do about this?".

I frown pondering "well I'm knowledgeable in Forensic Anthropology... Berri is well versed in Forensic Mineralogy, Diddy is studying Forensic Entomology, Forensic chemistry, Dixie is studying to be a Forensic botanist and Pipsy has enough knowledge to do a forensic facial reconstruction...".

"Wait, wait are you saying..." Banjo starts looking at me like I'm insane.

"That we try to figure out how this woman died and if it's murder then we try to find the killer? yes, that's exactly what I'm saying" I say looking him right in the eyes.

"You're insane!" he says "we're just kids!".

"Yet right now we're the only ones here!" I snap "and I for one would like to know if someone was murdered here!".

"Fine" he grits out "but I'm not happy about this".

My ears go back "I know... neither am I...".

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