<strong>Name:</strong>Elias Scragg<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Arbite Trooper<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Progen Fifteen<br/><strong>Case File:</strong>One<br/><strong>Investigators:</strong>Rhia Euphrati, Regis, Cato Bones,<span class="bbc_u">Elias Scragg</span>, Veyda<br/><br/><br/>Scragg was surprised by the small talk the Techpriest issued fourth with the detectives own constant yammering. Seemed pleasant for once to actually have something of a conversation with  someone who could actually speak low gothic correctly and not some garbled ganger tongue that he’d taken quite a while to pick up with his time spent on this particular Hive.  He was confident if there was anything odd about the Dogs that Regis and Cato would find it. Even if they didn’t find anything it was worth a shot. No time to miss clues when you were just getting started. After the squatly fellow approached and Scragg  was done spazzing out, he pulled out a data-slate with a cracked screen, fumbling through it as he jotted down a few key pieces of information as they were handed out by the ‘Foreman.’<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“I…err…I…ummm…foreman…Foreman Griggs Turk….my name…yes yes.  I guess’n the lot of you want to be seeing the mess.  Err…ain’t pretty.”  <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/>“Uh…huh.. Mr.Turk… You Keycard opens this door eh? You know who else has one?” He’d ask casually, playing with his data-pad to look as if he was truly looking in depth at this whole situation and not just keeping up the act of confidence. The Foreman seemed…unreasonably twitchy. He’d note that, reminding himself to have the little man checked out further once they had all the information from their informant.<br/><br/>Aha, but now his evil plan was revealed wasn’t it? Here he was with two armed lovely ladies on either side. Sure there could probably care less about him or what he was currently considering about them as he stole glances back over his shoulders at them here and again but it made Scragg strut like the cock of the walk, holding pure and total contempt for all the menial workers and running children in the work area. In between glances at the Techpriests overlooking workers, he’d make more small talk with Rhia and Veyda, trying to find out what had brought them to the Hive and generally trying to get them talking at all for whatever nefarious alterior motif he might have that was entirely situationaly inappropriate. Scragg cringed when he heard the dark skinned woman shrieking in rage.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“YOU WANT US TO SOLVE THIS CASE BUT DON’T WANT US TO LOOK AT THE FUCK’N CRIME SCENE!?  I THOUGHT YOU LOT WERE SMART!”<br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>“throne on Terra…” He’d curse quietly to himself half at the strange three story tall machine and half with the racket the Enforcer was making and why she was making it. Well that didn’t sound good. ”If anyone knows a quick way to get Regis and Cato back in here on a com or something ‘should probably do it now ladies...if they haven’t found any leads yet anyway. Looks like we’re going to need a Cog to talk to a cog. Hm… might be best if we’re all in the same place to hear what our intrepid Enforcer has to tell us too.” The Detective held back, giving the rest of the group time to reconvene together before actually approaching who he believed to be Isadora<br/><br/>“Ahem… Enforcer Legia? Scragg.” He’d flash his badge again when he could get a word in past the yelling match, eyeballing the other Techpriest as he began though most of his attention was on the informant. “Seems your having a little bit of difficulty here. I think we might be of some assistance. Hey…hey, cool your jets. We’re all on the same side here right? So take a deep breath and why don’t you fill us in on what the situation is.”<br/><br/>