<u><b>Name if character : Daisy and Duke<br/>
Date and time: July 16th, 7:30 - 8:01<br/>
Location: Park at the center of town - Daisy's home - crime scene<br/>
With whom: Duke, those at the crime scene</b></u><br/><b><u>Triggers: None</u></b><br/><br/>Daisy was breathing hard, running down the well worn path of the park. They usually went for their runs in the streets starting from home, but they had an off day and here Duke could run off leash. Not that Duke needed a leash, but rules were rules and she understood people could get scared if they come out of their home only to see a 40kg German Shepherd barreling down at you. She was not the world's most physical person, had a hell of a time passing her physical, but she loved to run.<br/><br/>Duke was bouncing happily ahead when her phone vibrated with a text. She stopped, panting for breath, digging for her glasses in her runners bag strapped around her body. She could see well enough to not run into anything, but read.... Nope, she needed her glasses. She froze when she saw the text. Oh dear..... She quickly called back.<br/>"Officers, Duke and Daisy copy.... We may be a tad late. We are a bit far off but we will be there asap." She put her fingers to her mouth giving a sharp whistle, seconds later Duke came trotting over. "Looks like our off day just got canceled buddy, time to work, and we have to hurry" Duke simply wagged his tail, he loved to work.<br/><div class="bbImageWrapper js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/images-jpeg-1-jpg.127532/" title="images.jpeg-1.jpg">
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</div><br/>They made the run back to Daisy's k9 adaptedcruiser, she had it specifically made so she and Duke could always travel easily. The car skidded a bit on the gravel in her driveway as she pulled in. Only stopping long enough to let Duke out before sprinting to the house. Duke starting to bark excitedly because he didn't know the reason for her rushed state, it reminded her to stop and take a breath. "Sorry Duke. You are right, we just need to hurry a bit or we will make people wait, it's rude you know? Let me just take a quick shower and we can go." Duke simply wagged his tail then trotted off to the kitchen to get a drink.<br/><div class="bbImageWrapper js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/images-jpeg-3-jpg.127533/" title="images.jpeg-3.jpg">
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</div><br/>Daisy jumped through the shower in record time, then dressed responsible but with sneakers, she never knew when she and Duke will have to track something for miles. Grabbing Dukes jacket and leash she hurried out of her room. Duke was sitting waiting patiently by the door. "Come on then, let's get your jacket on" she smiled as she quickly and with practiced ease slipped on Dukes work jacket. They hurried back into the cruiser and took off again. By the time the car pulled up to the crime scene it was 8:01.....Dangit! So close. She hurried out, grabbing Dukes' leash and clipped it to his jacked before she let him out. It was unnecessary, but procedure. Duke did not mind he stood quietly and then kept right at Daisy's' side as they quickly approached the gathered group of detectives. She respectfully greeted them according to highest rank before stating "I am sorry for being late, Duke and I was a bit far off, so much for an off day huh?"<br/><div class="bbImageWrapper js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/1658826030737-png.127510/" title="1658826030737.png">
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</div><br/>Duke shuffled his feet and started panting softly making Daisy look down at him. He was staring at the home, something smelt very off in there.