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Post by Bhaskar Yatri on Apr 1, 2017 21:35:19 GMT
Bhas sat there in the chair a moment as he looked at her and frowned. Leaning forward on his arms he looked to the floor then back up trying to change the image. No such luck. Cocking his head he licked his lips full on thought mode. “You do realize you’re wearing a cat tee shirt. Yeah?” Not that it meant anything but in his head it did mean something. The cat was a kitten in actuality done in a cutesy animated style. So yes she’d bedded down and he was interfering that’s what the kitten meant. He forgot at times that there were others in the world who could sleep normally. Sighing he rose to his feet. “Sorry this can wait until the morning. Get some rest Davis.” He didn’t mean anything except for her to get some rest he would be on the horn until an ungodly hour. It was his way lack of sleep was a constant in his life.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Apr 1, 2017 22:14:15 GMT
Head tilting did he not she was on the phone getting Intel? She sighed listening to del then" yes I know that there is a cat"
When he went for the door she waved" yep ill rest after I get off this call and fill you in tomorrow "
Shaking her head as he shut the door behind.
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Post by Bhaskar Yatri on Apr 9, 2017 3:44:37 GMT
Bhas staggered back to his room fumbling for his keys for ten minutes. Five because he was actually unaware as to which pocket he’d stashed them in. Five because he was checking his surroundings.
He didn’t smoke but he chewed occasionally and immediately went into the room closing and locking the door as he pinched and tucked. He removed his service issue clearing the rooms as he did. Three seconds later he crashed on the bed so he kicked off his shoes and looked at his Glock 17 sitting next to him. Thank god, he was alone as he holstered his piece and went into the shower. He took two one clothed and one as it should be done. When he finished both he broke down dried his issue oiled and reassembled it crashing on his bed to stare at the ceiling for an hour as his mind worked the facts of the casesses on the log.
He didn’t realize when he drifted off as per usual there were no dreams just a pause between rampant thoughts. Sitting up in bed as if he’d just fought bargained and stole his life back he looked around his sun-drenched room. The Sunrise was still in the offing and there was a lot of ground to cover.
He showered again and dressed. Going to Davis’s room he knocked incessantly.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Apr 9, 2017 4:01:20 GMT
She didn't sleep well when he wasn't in bed with her so she'd slept off and on for several hours but had managed to shower dress in her new jeans and a dark blue v neck t.
Rig cleaned and in place sneakers on. Shed even ducked out for a chi and had just finished it as the knocking started. Eyes rolled he was like a woodpecker on speed. She pulled it open after checking the peep hole. Brow raised, then looking around him" you haven't seen a demented woodpecker have you?"
Monica figured he was ready to go and grabbed the rest of her things.
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Post by Bhaskar Yatri on Apr 10, 2017 10:03:59 GMT
He smirked at her joke and reprimand hidden therein. “I think I scared them away; Breakfast?” He stated and asked he knew a lot of the team barely ate or ate so poorly as to do more harm than good. He tried to eat as well as he could a soften as he could. It was often an attempt in failure but he tried to lead by example. Eat when you can as often as you can can’t run the human engine on air as much as people liked to try.
As he spoke his phone chimed glancing at it he sighed. So there were things in Davis’ file to keep in mind but she was clean and cleared for access. It was a good start to the day. That meant they could work both scenes and research to together. Without him having to dole out information like bread crumbs.
Waiting for her to grab her things he slipped his phone away.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Apr 10, 2017 19:21:52 GMT
Agreed to breakfast as save rhw most dire of situations she made time to eat. She couldn't afford to skip it between her rather intense work outs, work and of course despite the fact her lion held back some during their times together it wasn't by much.
She caught the vauge shift of aura though she wasn't actively watching him. The thing with her gift is she could never shut it off totally people would always have a rainbow around them.
Crowds unless she was actively looking for danger she tried to compact it to a thin almost outline so as not to be visually distracted. She locked the door behind having left the room neat as a pin behind her." Ok all set for the foodening"
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Post by Bhaskar Yatri on Apr 11, 2017 4:06:20 GMT
Settling in to the table they shared last night. He ordered the fruit basket to start. They had a unit vehicle being sent their way. So they had to wait. Might as well make the most of it.
"So Davis what did you learn last night?" He began by way of small talk. It was a shame that work was the meat of the matter and the appetizer. It was his way shed learn him and he her. The vehicle would grant them secure mobile access to the database and until then theyd have to construct wholly mentally.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Apr 11, 2017 5:14:27 GMT
She ordered the fruit as well with another tea and a eggs bacon and cheese bagel. Settling on his question made her sigh" our book man was the latest of five or so dead witches, they think there might be a chance of power theft but he didn't know for absolute sure with out another witch and the witch everyone is looking for is missing."
She bit her lip" they definitely suspect other witches or a single witch as the killer though no meathod of death was the same"
Pausing as the fruit and tea arrived. Letting the waitress leave again" my p.i is trying to wrap up he hit a snag but he will head this way soon as he can"
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Post by Bhaskar Yatri on Apr 11, 2017 6:14:40 GMT
"So the witch or witches arebtryingbto muddy the waters. Let me guess mundane MOD's and no major spellcraft used, right?" He chewed an out of season papaya which was still strangely sweet and juicy.
The wonders of science he shrugged and continued eating. " So when our vehicle gets here you are cleared for access. Means we can start with the New Orleans Ourobos case from 73. Its good reading and may get us a leg up on this copycat. If thats what it is. Course it could be something new bit how many ways are there to steal someone elses spell skill. Can't be that easy a thing to do."
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Apr 12, 2017 1:49:15 GMT
Monica nodded" yeah each diffrent no major magic detected"
Spearing a strawberry and bit of pineapple. Chewing in thought. With her cleared she felt a flutter of excitement byt wouldn't show it" ok sounds good, yherr might also be another exsample somewhere else that was filed wrong maybe but matches the other points"
Like a serial killer who killed across states but because the locals didnt link it so it was shelved.
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Post by Bhaskar Yatri on Apr 13, 2017 13:11:48 GMT
He slipped a grape in his mouth looking at the serving size of the basket and had to admit they gave him too much food. Hating that everywhere went for portion over taste. At least with a quick dab of the napkin the berries would be portable. Having the thought, he immediately began drying the berries of the assorted fruit juice. " You remember the Mancy of ech we might get an idea of the whole if we know what players they are attempting to put out of commission or take. See the prize before they know we are on to them. Civilian is good but we need to secure the COI. It has to flow towards us not both ways sadly as… well you’ll see once the database arrives."
Nodding having divested the basket of forty percent of its contents he dug back in." I don’t like the look of a national thing it would make things messy even for us."
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Apr 14, 2017 0:12:45 GMT
Thinking watching him with the fruit shed just get a to go container if needed and a plastic fork. Pausing to btte into the bagel while it was still warm and chewable. Hard toasted bagels were an atrocity.
This one was an every thing and she loved the nutty flavor of sesame and poppy seeds. Getting through half of it before mouth wiped" well we know what our book man was he didnt tell me the others but I'm sure we can find out easily enough."
Sipping the tea and then finishing up the bagel in less than four bites. Shed grown up in large family that had alot of activities plus being on the force made it so she could eat in half time when needed." Yeah this is shaping up to be a crap tsunami.. but then whose organized this is another question?"
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Post by Bhaskar Yatri on Apr 14, 2017 11:13:36 GMT
He nearly choked at the phrase she used. It was so apropos of nothing and still was humorous as all get out. Risking ruining the joke she made he finished chewing asking once done, “You know what you said right. ‘Carp Tsunami’ a divine wind of shit.” He chuckled at the notion and how ironic it was. Witches often called their ability gifts as in divine or infernal gifts. Heavenly shit was just too rich. Using the napkin he wiped his mouth yep he would be taking his berries to go. It was a good assortment juicy a little ripe and he found himself looking forward to snacking on them later.
Refocusing on a dime he considered what he could which wasn’t all that much. A finder that once worked with the federal government. Dead in New Orleans. So, the east coast the panhandle maybe it was a thing limited to only east of the Mississippi. He knew no one was that lucky yet he still hoped. Then there was the nature of the mastermind behind all of this whether it was one person or a cabal. All questions they could ask until the turning of the next millennia without a break they would have no clue.
Not daring to jinx things he had a person in mind. Hermes Xanatos a known and often lauded witch who according to several metrics was the strongest born Witch on the continent. He needed to find the man even if only to rule him out and enlist his aid.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Apr 15, 2017 6:26:09 GMT
Monica blinked at him then smirked, then laughed he was right she had odly pegged the potential of utvall and sometimes you just needed to laugh." You pointed out more irony than I thought but it seemed apropos "
Catching their waitress she asked or the fruit to e put in a to go. When it came back it was a bowl sized Styrofoam wit a plastic top and fork. Thanking her she waited till the woman had left again and stuck a five under the shakers for salt sugar and pepper.
Offically ready when the ride arrived" wait what about the car from last night that I frove here?"
That might be a simple question but never knew till you asked.
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Post by Bhaskar Yatri on Apr 15, 2017 6:46:14 GMT
“Aces to the database is only for twenty four hours at a time the information in the database is too dangerous for anyone to have unlimited access to. Even with my clearance I can only get a twenty four hour window at a time with only a three day concurrence. Plus we need something more reinforced.” Thanking the waitress he dropped sixty on the table for their meal before Davis had a chance to reach for her wallet. Looking at out the window as he grabbed his to-go container. “I’m hoping that’s your PI if not he needs to be as he has circled three times and has clear exits four ways of leaving. ”
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