A dark storm is coming
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		<h2 id="linktree">Non-Adult Sandbox =&gt; Non-Adult Roleplays =&gt; Topic started by: Lady Jenn on August 19, 2015, 10:00:55 am</h2>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 19, 2015, 10:00:55 am</strong>
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				Tom Drake woke with an irritable grunt as his usual 7am alarm burst into irritatingly chirpy life. The only reason he even got up this early was the knowledge the station would not open till early afternoon without him. He dressed, heading downstairs to make himself breakfast and a coffee. As he ate his phone suddenly rang, it was Dembski, the local pathologist.<br><br>"Tom, you're going to want to come down to the forest," Dembski said when he answered. "We've got another murder."<br><br>"I'm sure one of the deputies can deal with this," Tom replied between mouthfuls. "I've got admin to do this morning."<br><br>"You don't understand Tom," Dembski said. "This isn't just a murder, I think we have a serial killer on our hands."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>August 20, 2015, 04:48:42 pm</strong>
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				Faith found herself yet again looking at old new reports and trying to brain storm new ideas to present to her boss. As a newbie on the job she was still being overshadowed by the others. She heard the police scanner buzzing about a body being found. "Now that could be a really story.." she said aloud to herself as she picked up her pad and pen before rushing out the door. Being new to town she wasn't sure where exactly this forest was but she hailed a taxi and he understood where she wanted him to take her.<br>After paying the fair she got out to find a swarm of activity and a police line that she causally walked up to and looked around. Trying to find someone who would talk to her and maybe give her the upper hand for a good story to report on. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 20, 2015, 05:18:05 pm</strong>
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				"Can you give me any good clues?" Tom asked Dembski as he looked around the body, that had been covered by a cloth.<br><br>"She died the same way the other girls did," Dembski replied. "Beyond that I'll have to get her to the morgue to do a post-mortem to tell you more. Sorry Tom."<br><br>"That's fine," Tom said, getting up and walking away and finding himself confronted with the journalist, swearing under his breath. "Faith, you realise how much trouble you could get in for that police scanner we all know you have?" he said, flashing a wry grin. "You really think my response is gonna be anything other than 'You'll know more than we do'?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>August 21, 2015, 04:38:42 pm</strong>
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				Faith looked on him and his wiry grin for a moment before answering, "Please detective, can you give me any insight about what's going on here. The citizens of this town are going to want answers." Taking a step closer she tried to see if she could discover anything about the body laying under they cloth. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 21, 2015, 04:51:12 pm</strong>
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				"I'm well aware the town is worried," he replied, trying to remain calm. "At least give us a chance to tell the family before you start speculating to the press about who's doing this?"<br><br>"Tom," Dembski suddenly said, his voice taking on a suddenly shaken tone. "You'd better meet me at the morgue. We've got a...we've got a problem."<br><br>"Go ahead," Tom replied as the body was carried to an ambulance. "I'm gonna have to go, if you're that desperate for an official statement you follow me to the morgue, but only if you're gonna keep your mouth shut till I say so." With that he jumped into his car and sped off towards the morgue.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>August 22, 2015, 09:38:19 am</strong>
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				Watching him speed away in his car, Faith took a quick look around before calling for a cab. "If only I had my own car.." She muttered to herself as she waited.<br>Upon arriving at the morgue she paid the fair and went inside looking for Tom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 22, 2015, 03:15:27 pm</strong>
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				"Calm down Dembski," Tom said as the pathologist was pacing back and forth, neither caring to check whether Faith had entered the room yet. "Take a breath, tell me exactly what you've found."<br><br>"Remember I couldn't identify the murder weapon?" the pathologist asked.<br><br>"I remember searching for weeks for a knife that matched it, sure."<br><br>"Yeah, well it turns out it's not a knife we're looking for," Dembski said, pinning a picture of the latest victim on the wall. It was an arm covered in scratches. "I may not be a vet but I should've spotted claw marks a mile off."<br><br>"So we've got a wild animal loose in the forest?" Tom asked.<br><br>"If we do I want to meet this critter," Dembski replied. "I'll double check the database but I can't find anything that remotely matches those marks, certainly not that would be found anywhere around these parts. I've seen fully grown male lions with smaller claws than this thing apparently has."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>August 22, 2015, 09:23:06 pm</strong>
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				After searching a few rooms with no luck Faith finally asked a stranger in the hall for directions to find Tom and Demboski. Entering the room slowly she only heard the last of of Dembski's sentence. "Theirs a lion on the loose?" She ask half confused and half bewildered. "You should probably call the zoo and make sure they didn't loose one." She scribbled down a few notes in her handy little notepad before putting it away in her back pocket and looking up at Tom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 23, 2015, 06:01:12 am</strong>
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				"I left a message for the head zookeeper just in case," Dembski said. "If it's a lion we'll know soon."<br><br>"Dembski, I've known you long enough to know when you're having doubts," Tom said. "What's wrong?"<br><br>"Let's just assume we have a lion with monster claws loose in the forest," Dembski said with a sigh. "We have three girls found dead in the same forest, months apart, with the same wounds. If there was a lion running around for that long either someone would've seen it or the zoo would've tipped you off it keeps breaking loose. And then there's the footprints."<br><br>"Wait, the WHAT?" Tom said, turning around just as he had been about to speak to Faith.<br><br>"These," the pathologist said, putting up another photograph. It showed ground around the body with large footprints which looked almost human...except for the presence of claws where the toes should be. "They've been found at every murder location, it's only now I realised there were scratch marks I've thought they might be important."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>August 26, 2015, 09:20:21 pm</strong>
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				Letting out a little chuckle Faith looked at all three of them before saying. "You have got to be kidding me.. Human animal hybred footprints.. Someone is playing a sick prank.." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 27, 2015, 06:46:03 am</strong>
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				"That was my assumption to," Dembski said. "Hell, I've worked in this town long enough to assume anything questionable is probably bored teenagers lashing out."<br><br>"So if you're saying it's not there's something you're not telling us," Tom said insistently.<br><br>"It's the other reason I don't think this is a lion," Dembski replied. "I got a phonecall from the Feds about the case."<br><br>"It's a serial killer," Tom said with a chuckle. "That's not THAT uncommon."<br><br>"Tom, they phoned after the FIRST killing," Dembski said with a sigh. "They were giving me twenty questions on what you'd found, when I suggested if they were so interested they come and help they said they were busy but that I should keep them up-to-date. It was an official number but I've not passed stuff on to them cos something didn't feel right."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>August 27, 2015, 08:22:35 am</strong>
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				Faith listened to them talk and wrote down a few notes. "Well if the Feds are so interested in this case what does that exactly mean?" She pondered while looking at Tom and Dembski. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 27, 2015, 09:41:18 am</strong>
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				"Feds don't get interested in stuff around here," Tom replied, scratching his chin. "The nearest army base is half a county away and this is the first serial killer in most people's living memory. If they're involved they know something we don't."<br><br>"I might have a lead though," Dembski said. "It's a long shot, but judging from where she was found there's a CHANCE local CCTV might've caught something. The old car repair shop isn't far from where she was found."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>August 27, 2015, 10:27:56 am</strong>
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				"Okay so thinking out load here, if the Fed are interested why didn't they want to come by and oversee this case and help out in the investigation?" She scribbled down a few more notes before looking at Tom and saying, "This just doesn't make much sense.. But I'm going with you to the repair shop."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 27, 2015, 11:51:59 am</strong>
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				"Y'know, there is another possibility..." Dembski mused under his breath. "But nevermind, I'm letting stupid conspiracy theorists get me carried away. I'll call if I find any more information."<br><br>"You'd better be careful following me around," Tom said to Faith with a smirk. "People might start talking if they see us hanging around." He led her out to where his car was parked. "I'll meet you at the repair shop, me and the owner are old friends so at least he'll be co-operative."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>August 27, 2015, 12:35:58 pm</strong>
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				Fallowing Tom out to his car Faith couldn't help but to smile at Tom. Her first big story and it was turning out to be filled with so many possibilities. "Hey Tom.." She said shyly, "Could I get a ride with you, I'm getting tired of paying a cab fair for the day." She didn't look at him and feared he might say no.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 27, 2015, 02:10:47 pm</strong>
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				"Fine," he said with what was supposed to be a sigh but ended up sounding more like a chuckle. He pulled out, driving a road he knew almost like the back of his hand at this point. They reached the shop, which was almost deserted, other than one rather battered looking car from beneath which emerged a pair of oil-stained trousers. "Oi, Skip," Tom said, leaning on the back of the car. "We need your CCTV tapes from the last week."<br><br>"I told the others I don't care what you say," came the gruff response. "You ain't got a warrant, you're not seeing the tapes."<br><br>"Skip, yo-Wait, what do you mean 'the others'?" Tom asked, dragging the trolley from under the car and revealing a man not much older than Faith.<br><br>"Oh, Tom," Skip said, turning red with embarrassment. "I didn't recognise your voice. I had Feds coming through here, claimed there was a drug smuggler around here. Minute I mentioned a warrant they looked like they'd seen ghosts and left without another word. You though, you can see the tapes. I think you'll find them...interesting."<br><br>"This stinks," Tom said to Faith. "If these are Feds they aren't acting anything like you'd expect them to."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>August 28, 2015, 10:34:47 pm</strong>
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				Excitedly Faith got into the passengers seat and watched out the window as they drove down the road. Stepping out of the car and looking around the lot that look deserted she fallowed Tom closely and listed to Tom and Skip's conversation silently while taking notes.<br><br>"Why would the Feds come asking for tapes without a warrant?" She mindlessly as Tom, "I'm starting to think they might not be Feds at all but someone trying to cover these murders up.." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 31, 2015, 06:15:40 pm</strong>
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				"There are two possibilities," Tom replied, scratching his chin. "These guys aren't Feds and hoped people would just take their word for it, or...they are Feds, but they don't want anyone asking awkward questions about what they're investigating."<br><br>"Here you go," Skip said, coming back in with the tape and putting it in the player. "Most of it's pretty standard stuff for the town, but two nights ago this happens." He paused on a shot of what was unmistakably the dead girl walking past the closed shop.<br><br>"So?" Tom asked, confused. "We knew she was going this way already, this isn't new information."<br><br>"It's the next shot that will interest you," Skip said, moving the shot forward slightly. The woman had barely moved, but now, stood behind her, was a figure that looked vaguely human but whose face appeared skeletal and not like anything he'd seen before, with claws visible at the bottom of the screen. "I've seen some weird shit in my life but THIS is new."<br><br>"Oh hell.." Tom said under his breath. "That might just be good make-up...but whatever it is I don't think the zoo is gonna be much use."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>August 31, 2015, 07:30:02 pm</strong>
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				Faith listened to Tom quietly as they waited for Skip to bring back the tape. "You know this is all really confusing.." She stated as skip can back. She watched the tap in shock as the figure appeared behind her. with a slightly chuckle she spoke without thinking, "Zombie apocalypse is starti.."<br><br>She quickly closed her mouth and blushed. "Sorry.." She mumbled as she looked away. Embarrassed about her outburst. She fiddled with her pen and note book while waiting for Tom to say something, or even tell her to go home. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>September 01, 2015, 05:36:03 am</strong>
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				"We'd better get back to the crime scene," Tom said after a few moments of silence. "We need to know what we're dealing with here, maybe we can find clues to help Dembski. Skip, you know most of the town right?"<br><br>"Well, my mum is said to be the town gossip," Skip replied with a chuckle. "But yeah, I do thanks to her. Why?"<br><br>"These Feds know something we don't," Tom replied. "If they ask anyone else questions I want to be the first to know, until they tell me otherwise I'm gonna treat this as my case. I'll be back in a second Faith, then I'll drive you to the forest."<br><br>"So," Skip said, moving back towards the car. "You two make a cute couple."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>September 01, 2015, 08:53:38 pm</strong>
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				"Okay." She told Tom as he left. She was glad he would drive her around and wondered just how long it would last before he would get fed up with her tailing behind him. <br><br>Skips statement was a surprise to her and she couldn't help but to blush. "We.. We.. aren't a couple.." She mumbled to him. She had never thought someone would have accused them of being together before now. Was this even a good idea? "I'm just taking notes for the local paper.." She added hoping he wouldn't ask to many more questions on the subject. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>September 02, 2015, 05:07:58 am</strong>
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				"Sure you are," Skip said, rolling his eyes and letting out a chuckle which died on his lips as Tom entered the room. He returned to working on the car, flashing a smirk in Faith's direction.<br><br>"What was all that about?" Tom asked as he walked her back to his car. "I feel like I walked into the middle of a conversation back there."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>September 02, 2015, 04:41:41 pm</strong>
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				Faith shot him a look of distaste as he went back to his work. Fallowing Tom back to his car she shook her head at him. "It's nothing.." She couldn't help but to blush again as she got into the passengers seat. <br><br>"So.." She began obviously wanting a change in subject, "What are you thinking Tom? Did you miss something at the crime scene?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>September 02, 2015, 04:56:56 pm</strong>
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				"I'm not sure," Tom replied. "We may have done, after all we didn't know what we were looking for when we were first on the scene."<br><br>He pulled away from the shop, glancing in the mirror and noticing a car parked at a café not far down the road.<br><br>"These Feds obviously think they're dealing with your typical country sherriff," he said with a wry laugh. "Just cos they use unmarked cars doesn't mean they don't stand out like a sore thumb if you know what to look for."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>September 02, 2015, 06:20:01 pm</strong>
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				It was true that they hadn't the slightest idea what to look for the first time. So she guessed it was a good idea to go back and recheck everything they could. Confused at Toms statement Faith turned around in her seat and looked out the back windshield. "What do you mean? I don't see anything.." She told him as she sat back down proper and looked at him. She really didn't understand why he acted so smug half the time, but he was good at his job. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>September 02, 2015, 07:06:29 pm</strong>
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				"The car by the café," Tom said, trying to avoid looking back for too long. "That bay is for loading only, locals campaigned for months to stop people parking there. If you're a local why would you park somewhere you'd know would piss off the owner of the café you're about to eat in?" As they reached the forest he came to a stop. "Besides, judging by the number plates that car is displaying either it's come a very long way for a coffee or someone is really bad at blending into the background."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>September 02, 2015, 07:45:24 pm</strong>
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				"oh.." was all Faith could say. The smallest details never seemed to bypass Tom's detective eyes. "Okay so the Feds or whom ever are snooping around, so what new could we possible find here?.." She said as she stepped out and started to look around the forest. Not sure what she should be looking for.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>September 03, 2015, 06:30:03 am</strong>
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				"Judging by the size of that...thing it would've struggled to not leave some sign of its passing," Tom replied as he approached where the crime scene had been taped off. "Footprints, disturbed vegetation...or even just anything that looks out of...place..." Tom's casual glance of the area had caught sight of something: a fluorescent green patch on the side of a tree. "I'm not a nature expert but I don't think moss USUALLY does that." He stepped nearer to take a closer look. "Want to take a guess on what this is?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>September 03, 2015, 05:58:16 pm</strong>
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				Fallowing him Faith had looked around and missed the moss. "Nuclear waste..?" She answered him half joking and half confused as to what it could really be. "I don't know." She looked at it and studied it, trying to make sense of it and giving up with a sigh. "It looks like a weird colored moss.. What do you think it is?" She stepped back to see if she could find anything else around while she waited for his reply. Maybe she shouldn't have come with him she was obviously no of no use. But at least this would make for a nice article.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>September 03, 2015, 07:10:05 pm</strong>
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				"I don't know," Tom said, scratching his chin. "I can exactly call Dembski for advice, which would be helpful." He had become so distracted trying to figure out what he was looking at he hadn't noticed something else: visible just beneath one of the bushes was what looked a footprint, with more of the strange green substance. It seemed to form a trail leading away from the scene.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>September 04, 2015, 10:04:20 pm</strong>
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				Faith looked around more and found the footprint half hidden under the bushes. She squatted down to study them for a bit and found the same substance on them. "Hey Tom!" she called out to him while trying to see where they lead to. 'I guess they did miss a few things at first..' she thought to herself as she stood back up and stretched. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>September 05, 2015, 06:22:53 pm</strong>
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				"That looks like tracks," Tom said, fairly casually at first until he looked more closely at them and swore under his breath. "These are fresh tracks by the look of it. It may still be around here and I've got no gun on me." He took a moment to think. "Would you think I'm crazy if I suggested we have a quick chat to these Feds?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>September 08, 2015, 05:06:11 pm</strong>
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				Confusion showed on her face as she looked at Tom. "Why would you want to talk to the Fed?" She asked, "What help could they be to us?" She took out her note pad and jotted down a few things to remember and also sketched the footprints down so they'd have a reference to look at if they needed to. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>September 08, 2015, 05:13:22 pm</strong>
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				"Cos if there is a risk to anyone else in this town we need to know what we're dealing with," Tom said, grimacing. "And right now I have the worrying feeling these Feds are the only ones with the answers. Unless you're brave enough to try confronting this thing anyway?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2015, 09:50:48 pm</strong>
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				She shook her head 'no'. "Umm.. I'll pass on that." She said with a half laugh. "let's go talk to the feds then. Maybe they could give us some sort of clue as to what we are dealing with." She turned and started to walk back towards the car. "So.. Tom.. What are we going to ask these Feds? I mean.." She paused looking for the right words. "Do we want to just come right out and ask what they all know about these murders? Would they even tell us the truth about what they know?" She fell silent and looked back to see if he was fallowing as she continued her way back to the car.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>September 11, 2015, 07:59:23 am</strong>
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				"Leave this to me," Tom said as they got in the car. "Before I came here I worked in New York, I've got plenty of experience of getting Feds to give me a straight answer." He drove to the diner, where the car was still parked, and led her inside. Sat at a table near the window were two men, one reading a newspaper and one drinking a cup of coffee, both wearing clean, freshly pressed suits that made them stand out like a sore thumb. "You Feds need to work on your disguises if a small town cop like me can tell you're here."<br><br>"Detective, allow me to give you a piece of friendly advice," the man with the newspaper said. "If you don't want us to take this investigation out of your hands entirely you'll walk away now."<br><br>"Not gonna happen," Tom said, pulling up a chair and sitting at the table. "There's an unidentified creature running around killing young women and you guys are doing the worst surveillance job I've ever seen. I think you owe us answers."<br><br>"And what makes you think we owe you any answers?" the man with the coffee asked. Hidden under his chair was a bag, poking out of which was a large file with the word <strong>CLASSIFIED</strong> stamped in red ink across its top, next to a picture of the creatures face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2015, 06:31:26 pm</strong>
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				Fallowing on his heals Faith couldn't help but to be a little intimidated by the looks of the Feds. Something about them made her want to walk right back out and sit in the car. The obviously were used to getting their way and bossing people around. But she stayed. She stood a few feet away from Tom as he interacted with them. Observing them and the things around them. She saw the file and wanted to badly to grab it and run. To just sneak a peek inside. Maybe then this would all make much more sense to every one. <br><br>With a small hand gesture she hoped Tom would notice she pointed down at the bag. Maybe if they worked together they could get the file without them noticing and be long gone before they noticed it was gone. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2015, 06:44:30 pm</strong>
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				He eyed the file, glancing at it subtly enough the Feds wouldn't notice but cursing under his breath that he couldn't simply snatch it from them.<br><br>"There's something here that's not human," Tom said quietly enough only the Feds and Faith could hear him. "I don't know whether you're trying to cover up what it's doing or whether you're as clueless as we are but before some local nut with a gun kills it you need to start giving me a straight answer."<br><br>"The women are...collateral damage," the coffee-drinking Fed said. "Leave it to us, I'm sure you can find a convenient scapegoat for the murders."<br><br>""You son of a-" Tom started saying before his phone buzzed. He took one look at the screen and smiled. "Well I think we're done here," he said to the two men. "I'm sure we'll be seeing each other again soon." He stood up, taking Faith by the hand and leading her out of the café, dialling a number on his phone. "Taz, you sure this information is good? Okay, we'll be over there asap."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>September 13, 2015, 09:48:48 am</strong>
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				Faith was shocked at what the fed's had to say and even more shocked at the way Tom grabbed her hand and ushered her out of the café. Before she could say anything he was on his phone again. Waiting for him to finished she looked at him bewildered. "What was that all about!" she yelled at him. "I can't believe those guys! How could they!" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>September 13, 2015, 01:36:03 pm</strong>
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				"If my contact is right they're scared people find out this thing is," Tom said, clambering into the car. "I don't think this case is anywhere near as simple as I hoped. "I should advise we're about to visit a friend who is...outside the bounds of the law," he said with a chuckle. "If you are happy to keep certain details from the press come with me, if not I'd better do this alone."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>komurasaki</strong> on <strong>September 19, 2015, 12:22:45 am</strong>
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				Of course she was going with him. She wasn't going to back out now even if he told her none of it was to be released to the public. She was curious to know what was going on. "Yeah I'll keep it out of the press." She told him as she crossed her heart. "So who exactly is this friend of yours?" She asked as she slide into the passengers seat and waited for him to drive off to their next location. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A dark storm is coming</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>September 19, 2015, 07:01:36 am</strong>
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				"She's a computer hacker," Tom said as they pulled up outside a rather non-descript house on the edge of town. "She once told me if she can't hack a system for you no-one can, we should really hope the Feds don't find out about her." He knocked on the door, which was followed by the sound of scrambling from behind the door. It opened to reveal a girl about Faith's age, tousled red hair sat on the top of her head, a bath towel wrapped around her and a toothbrush jammed in her mouth. "Did we interrupt you Taz?"<br><br>"If you were interrupting I'd have told you to gimme time before turning up," Taz replied, pulling the toothbrush out of her mouth and looking Faith up and down with a smile. "Detective, you should've told me you were bringing a beautiful woman with you, I'd have been wearing something more appropriate." She opened the door wide, revealing a sitting room covered in papers and open files. "Make yourselves comfortable, I'll go upstairs and throw some clothes on."<br><br>"I forgot to warn you Taz is a bit of a...character," Tom said once she was out of earshot, trying to stifle a laugh as he sat in one of the armchairs.
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