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AB Investigative Services [Monday]
Aiden is hungover and grumpy. The office squelches underfoot and smells worse than it did before. She also has a sneaking suspicion that something alive is still camping out under the carpet as the back right corner keeps jiggling. The courage to go and check it out has eluded her so far.
The door is open and she's all dressed up in waterproofs, brushing as much of the leftover water out of the front door and away as she can with a lot of muttered cursing.
[ooc: Open,but SP for the next hour or so while I finish playing with radioactive things!]
The door is open and she's all dressed up in waterproofs, brushing as much of the leftover water out of the front door and away as she can with a lot of muttered cursing.
[ooc: Open,

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"Woah, so you got flooded to huh man?"
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"Hey you find any mysteries yet man?"
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He pulled back the wiggling corner of the rug to reveal...
ooc: hmm, crab? baby sea turtle? something less cute?
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Oh... and there was the crab that scuttled out when Leo moved the carpet. Probably what was making the whole thing so squiggly.
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"That is so not what I want in my office," she said, quickly regaining her composure and stepping out the way of the crustacean rapidly moving towards her. Good thing she's a CSI, and so it takes a fair amount to really shock her.
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Corpses she can deal with. blood and gore? Just fine. Jellyfish, she's not really a fan. Weird the way these things work.
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He remembered this after he touched it.
"Youch!"
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Guess that answered her question. Not so good with the aquatic creatures.
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"One minute," she said heading off towards the apartment above the office.
She jogged back down a few minutes later with one marigold washing up glove, and a slightly grimy looking gardening glove. Well, at least it was something.
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After a moment she continued with, "Might be able t'find a tank or somethin' for the crab. If I can find it again..."
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