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[det-lbriscoe.livejournal.com]

Deep Voice:
"In the criminal justice system, the people are represented by two separate yet equally important groups: the police, who investigate crime; and the district attorneys, who prosecute the offenders. These are their stories."

*doink-doink*

Lenny looks over his notes from the previous nights investigation. So far there were no real clues, but the CSI teachers will probably change all that today. Lenny looks over the list of names sheldonjsands gave him last night.


Hank - bluemanoncampus
Anakin - emo_padawan
Rogue - marieanne_d
Red...

Red? Could that be the kid call_me_red_ac with the red hair who was with oatmanspatient yesterday?

Should also probably have a chat with that jayne_serenity who has all the guns and that guy with the hacked up mullet manofthemullet. An interview with campus security prisoner_rover may be in order.

And Mike for some reason really wants to interview i_love_manolos, but Lenny doesn't see what that has to do with the case.


Lenny sighs and drinks his stale coffee. It's going to be a long day.

Comments

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

*feels safe knowning the FTPD is on the case*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Number of times I've snarfed my corn flakes this morning now = 2]

[swerval_zero]

*walks into the police station*

Excuse me? I need to speak with someone in charge. *for some reason, is suddenly speaking perfectly standard English*

[det-mlogan.livejournal.com]

Can I help you Miss?

[swerval_zero]

Um, yes, hi. I'm Zero Hopeless-Savage, and you arrested one of my classmates yesterday? Martin Blank? Well, I'm the girl who supposedly got the gun put to her head. And I don't want to press charges. So could you maybe let him go now?

[chasingangela]

Walking slowly, Angela makes her way to the police station.

"Hi, I'm Angela Chase? I got a message that you wanted to see me."

[det-lbriscoe.livejournal.com]

Ah... Miss Chase. Thank you for coming down. We have a few questions for you.

[chasingangela]

*Nods, is visibly nervous*

"I understand that, but I really think this is, like ... a mixup. I only met Wash once, and I've only known Marty since Monday, so I don't think I'll be able to tell you much."

[det-lbriscoe.livejournal.com]

Lenny gives the young woman a friendly grandatherly smile.

"Uh-huh. Well we'll try to be quick since we know you have classes. What can you tell me about the night you met Wash as that seems to be the last time anybody saw him."

[det-mlogan.livejournal.com]

Yeah. We got a few questions about your *boyfriend*.

[chasingangela]

Angela is startled.

"He said I was his girlfriend?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

[OOC: *g*]

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue walks into the police station, looking a little scared and extremely confused. "Um, a Lt. Briscoe left me a message, and, um, I'm supposed to come in." She's wearing jeans, a fitted tee, and opera length gloves, which still leaves a few inches of her upper arm exposed.

[det-mlogan.livejournal.com]

Hello Miss. Take a seat.

Mike sits down across from Rogue.

We were hoping you might be able to tell us anything about washwaslaconic. He's disappeared apparently around the night of the "big party" and we were told you were there.

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue looks nervous. None of the personalities in her head have ever been trusting of police or authority figures. "Um, well, yes I was there, but I didn't even really talk to him. I mostly talked to Sheldon." She's very fidgity.

[det-mlogan.livejournal.com]

Mike gives her a reasurring smile. After all she's not a suspect.

At the moment. [OOC: *g*]

"Did you see him with anyone else? Or as we are finding out about this place... any*thing* else?"

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

*walks into police headquarters*

I'm Anakin Skywalker. I understand you wanted to talk to me about Wash?

[det-lbriscoe.livejournal.com]

"Ahh... Mr. Skywalker. Please take a seat."

"We were hoping you might know something about the disappearance of a Mr. washwaslaconic? We understand you played poker with him at a party the other night."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin sits down, frowning. "I did play poker with him last Thursday. Seemed like a nice enough guy." He shrugged. "I haven't seen him since. We didn't have any classes together, and he hadn't gotten Into the Black, um, off the ground yet, so I hadn't seen him after classes, either."

[det-mlogan.livejournal.com]

"How'd you make out on that poker game, sport? Lose a lot of money? Maybe get a little angry?"

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

[det-lbriscoe.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Behold the power of the *doink-doink*]

around 8:45 PM

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::walks into the police station after he gets off work::

Detective Briscoe? I understand you wanted to talk with me?

Re: around 8:45 PM

[det-lbriscoe.livejournal.com]

Lenny stares at the big blue carpet that just walked into the office and feels his brain melt.

[OOC: Apologies. We're shutting down the PD for the weekend for some much needed rest and relaxation. Anyone who wants to complete their interview can do so by responding to this post with the questions below.

1. What kind of contact/relationship you had with washwaslaconic
2. When the last time you saw washwaslaconic
3. Who else might have interacted with washwaslaconic
4. Any juicy school rumors welcome.
5. Any goods on oatmanspatient *Yeah we're going to be gunning for you Marty*
6. Any people you want to randomly accuse.
7. Any women who want to flirt/beat the crap out of my partner det_mlogan is welcome to do so.
]

[e-verdigris.livejournal.com]

(OOC: The Doink-Doink of Justice! Rawk!)