[X] You'll grab the books and take the binder to Dishevel. It has to be important, and maybe it will get you into his good graces?
You make a snap decision. Getting involved might be the kind of thing that can get you killed in Diadem, but you've already touched the note and binder, so the odds of getting out of this okay by just putting them back were about fifty-fifty anyways. Your best bet is to take this to Dishevel like the note says. He would know what it was and what to do. Besides, he was powerful, right? In charge of a whole program at the college, capable of making people just disappear- if he couldn't protect you from whatever was going on here you doubt anyone short of a council member could. Anyways, time to go. No sense hanging around to get caught in the crossfire from the fight over the faculty dorms. The books, note, and binder quickly vanish into dimensional pockets and with a nod to Raffia you're off. You choose not to comment on the pink frilly pillow Raffia handed to you as you were storing the books and just put that into a pocket as well.
Luckily, Dishevel's laboratory was fairly close to the TA's room. Getting into the faculty section that way would have been a problem given how exposed the courtyard between the two was, but leaving... Well, no one wanted to risk missing and landing a spell somewhere Dishevel didn't like. You pause before you knock on the door and turn to Raffia.
"Just let me do all the talking to Dishevel, okay? I don't want to risk anything upsetting him."
She raises an eyebrow. "You seem awfully worried."
"I don't think he likes students very much is all I'm saying. I've only spoken to him twice, both times to present a project, and I kind of got the impression that if I spent a single word on something not relevant to the presentation he was going to murder me."
She considers this for a moment. "I'll leave the talking to you then."
With a deep breath, you straighten up and knock on the thick steel door to Dishevel Vino's laboratory as hard as you can.
"Professor Vino! Sir! I need to speak with you, it's urgent!"
There's a long enough pause that you seriously consider knocking again, before the thick door opens inwards and reveals Dishevel Vino. The first thing you notice is that he doesn't look good. Every time you had seen him before he was immaculately dressed, not a wrinkle anywhere in his clothes and not a single hair out of place. Now however, his robes are wrinkled enough that you're pretty sure he hasn't changed them in days, his normally well kept short black hair is sticking up in every direction, and he's begun to grow some stubble where before he had always been clean shaven. In other words, he looked like a complete mess.
His eyes however, still glowed with their normal intensity, and it's all you can do to quickly swallow before rushing into an explanation as fast as possible before he can demand one.
"In the TA's room sir, we found this note," here you quickly pause to open your dimensional pocket and pull out the note and binder, flinching as Dishevel's fingers twitch sharply for a moment before halting, "telling us to get this binder to you and that it was very important."
You proffer the binder to him and he takes it gingerly before opening it and looking at the first exposed page; a diagram that was almost familiar to you as the standard personal pocket dimension calculations, but heavily altered in such a way that it was almost unrecognizable. He pales when he sees it and begins flipping through the pages, looking vaguely sick at whatever it is he's understanding that you didn't. Abruptly he closes it and it vanishes from his hands. He steps back and slams the door closed behind him.
You and Raffia exchange a worried look. She opens her mouth as if to say something before the door opens again, once more revealing Dishevel, only this time he's holding something in his hands. It looks a bit like a tuning fork, except golden and intricately carved with a clear gem at the end of each tine.
You want to ask a question, but he's already speaking.
"Take this, go to the square where Diana's body is. Get it to the place where she appeared. Her body is big enough that somewhere on top of it should be good enough. You'll know you're there when the gems change color. Whatever you do, do not put this in a pocket dimension."
You try to vocalize an objection, but he's already speaking again. "If I'm right, it should identify whoever killed Diana. Bring it back here when you're done and I can promise you that the city council will reward you beyond your wildest dreams."
"Uh," you try again to interject, but he suddenly interrupts again and thrusts his hand out at you, pushing something else into your hands. You look down, seeing
[] a fragile looking silver bauble. You can feel space warping in its presence even with no magic running through it. With a focus like this, you think you could open and close pocket dimensions much more easily and quickly- maybe even fast enough and large enough to capture arrows and magical attacks before they can hit you.
[] a small crystal orb inscribed with runes. The TA had demonstrated with one of these in class- they let you see the outside of pocket dimensions from the inside. This one seems slightly modified- you think it can also become a doorway between the inside of a pocket dimension and the outside if you activate it.
[] what looks like one of the papers from the binder. You hadn't seen it in your first cursory glance through, but you think you can actually understand this. It describes a much simpler way of creating stable pocket dimensions. Just reading it, you think you could create a pocket dimension that looks like a simple dimly lit room with about as much air. With practice, maybe much more.
"Go, quickly. We might not have much time." He slams his door shut again before you can ask any questions. This time, you don't think it's going to open again.
Raffia speaks up. "Well. I'm pretty sure we're screwed. Thoughts?"
[] This is so far over your head it's in another galaxy. Leave the tuning fork outside the door and quietly retreat to your dorm.
[] I guess we're going to the city and somehow getting past someone a dragon considered worth having as a bodyguard to stand on top of said dragon's corpse.
Amusingly, for picking the character option least involved with Diana's assassination, you sure managed to pick the combination of options that would get you right back there the fastest. Seriously, deviate by even a single choice and this wouldn't have come up for a long time.