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Post by Carson Beckett on Feb 24, 2016 19:08:40 GMT
"Of course. It's kind of our job to help the city out, innit?"
Carson nods his head enthusiastically while saying this, before he kind of starts, and looks to the other Neonates for confirmation.
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Post by quima on Feb 24, 2016 22:29:05 GMT
Jake neither replied nor returned Carson's look. Choosing instead to roll his eyes and examine his nails.
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Post by Carson Beckett on Feb 25, 2016 0:49:41 GMT
Carson looks at the Native boy, a frown crossing his face briefly, before muttering under his breath
"Bhuel tá tú ag gha gréine."
Looking at the Harpy, Carson simply waited to hear her commands.
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Post by quima on Feb 25, 2016 9:10:52 GMT
Jake was startled to attention and looked up. Was the boonoo talking to him? Didn't seem to be, his gaze had shifted... Best pay more attention however.
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Post by Anna Robinson on Feb 25, 2016 21:44:33 GMT
The irish woman blinked as she watched the two guys kind of... scowl/mutter off at each other. She blinked a few times, one eyebrow raised, her plush lips slightly apart as though in partial disgust at how people were acting, partial amazement that this sort of thing was happening in front of someone that the Prince herself had sent her to see. It took a moment before her smile returned to her lips and she stepped forwards towards Izzy. "Ah... hey there, Ms. Hale..." she said, "listen, you see I'm rather new here, so I don't really know how exactly you people like to do your investigations... But I'm not entirely good with the whole... actually going somewhere thing, so I am..." she paused, biting her lip, "I mean, I can, go out there if you're ordering me along as part of this mission, but I'm fairly sure I'll be far more use here with my rig than I would be out in the field - these guys will probably find a lot more clues without me being there, so they will..."
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Post by Robin Silverbird on Feb 25, 2016 22:10:13 GMT
The harpy looked at Jake and Carson, then smirked. "We'll be splitting into teams to get things done... Carson, Jake...YOU two are going to be looking into the tracks and talking to witnesses."
"Vincent, Mallorie, and Minerva. I want you to set up surveillance cameras in the woods... be careful, that's not owned by us, but we have contacts that live there. If they question you, give them MY card. Understood?"
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Post by quima on Feb 25, 2016 23:54:33 GMT
Jake simply raised his eyebrows. This was just cruel. No use arguing about it though, he'd have to do as he was told. Hopefully this wouldn't take too long and would lead to him getting something else to do that was both interesting and hopefully a solo-mission.
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Post by Carson Beckett on Feb 25, 2016 23:57:05 GMT
Carson looked at his new partner thoughtfully, before nodding and looking to the Harpy.
"Where would ye like us te start?"
His thick accent masked the annoyance he felt at being paired with the Emo looking young fellow, whom he hoped would at least act a little more civilized when they were working together.
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Post by wizzrobe on Feb 26, 2016 1:27:08 GMT
"Near Sabbat borders? About time we took the fight to those louts. So this footprint... Hmmm, if only I had an idea of who did it I could track them easily. Guess we're doing this is the old fashioned way. I have some additional methods of helping if necessary."
He twirled his cane. Oh right. He has a cane now.
"Anyway, how about you all? Always nice to see new faces. The names Vincent."
He smiled endlessly into the void of discerning neonates.
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Post by Carson Beckett on Feb 26, 2016 1:40:29 GMT
Carson glanced over at the neonate, his expression remaining impassive. He quickly assessed the new man, pegging him as the theatrical type.
"Best to avoid him, he's probably got something nasty going on in his head." Carson thought grimly.
Keeping his face neutral, Carson nodded and looked to the Harpy.
"If this is where ye need us tae go, then we'll be there. M'names Carson, by the way."
The last half of the sentence was obviously directed at the other neonates.
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Post by quima on Feb 26, 2016 10:14:58 GMT
"And I'm Jake." Jake added and looked at Carson. "Which I suppose means, that for now, we're partners. I'm ready to go when you are, but I must stop to pick up some weapons, we don't want to meet a full bodied werewolf unarmed."
(Perception + Alertness to notice Jake is wearing a gun-belt with a gun).
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Post by Robin Silverbird on Feb 26, 2016 10:19:09 GMT
She'd look to Carson and "Yukes", "Start near the farms, make sure there haven't been cattle mutilations. The tracks are one thing, if this is what I think it is... there will likely be livestock deaths."
To Vincent, she'd simply shrug. "I don't think its one of us. That should be a fun start...ask the gangrels in the woods when you put up the cameras."
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Post by Carson Beckett on Feb 26, 2016 14:49:38 GMT
Carson nods, and looks over at Jake.
"Well lad, you seem to have the expertise with weapons, so I'll let you handle tha. I'll try and make sure we don't run into one in the first place."
With a respectful nod towards the Harpy, to acknowledge her words.
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Post by Jack Harrison on Feb 26, 2016 15:31:50 GMT
"Mallorie" She speaks up as the names are handed around. She looks at everyone in turn as they claim there names and waits for the assignment teams to start forming. She sighs, of course she is with the pompous ass. Why her. She looks back up though to the other one. "Minerva, if you would do more good in town, then stay here and we'll get it done." Her voice was a bit snippy, but she got it out without too much anger hidden behind her words. If she was going to slow them down then she would rather take the pompous ass and get it over with.
Then again, she looked down at her boots. Should have brought the combat boots instead of the stylish ones. Man was this going to be rough. All this in one night and she still needed to go pick out a place that the prince had suggested to call a Haven for a night. She hated being at the mercy of others. She moved to the door in her thoughts and then looked back at Vincent, waiting for him to follow.
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Post by Anna Robinson on Feb 26, 2016 20:04:33 GMT
The woman grinned as Mallorie addressed her, "oh no, I was just a tad worried everyone was going to cart me wolf hunting," she smirked, running fingers through her coloured hair, "but since we're just going out to the woods to talk to a few lovely people out there I may as well tag along."There was a pause as she glanced between Vincent and Mallorie, "besides," she then began to add, her tone much higher and teasingly playful as she spoke to the stoic woman, "if I let you and Clockwork Orange there go off into the woods, only one of you might come back, he seems the sort, don't you think?" she asked with a smirk, "and if we have to play nice with some independants out there, it's probably best a people person comes along, since between the two of you, Clockwork and Anakin, you don't seem like you play well with others there, now do you?"She slid Izzy's business card away, straightening her back slightly, "now I'll hear no more about it, I'm great with setting things like cameras up in the right place and I'm great with talking to people - things which outwardly, at least, you guys don't really seem like you'd know much about - especially once we start setting up things like VPNs so we can get a secure transmission of data from those webcams back to a home base... Else you might end up on the nine o'clock news, and you wouldn't want that now, so you wouldn't..."
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