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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 5:30 pm
acura laughs " you sure are exctied" she saids to her
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 12:28 pm
''Hell yeah, you know how much i love my job...which is a rare thing for people in ths world!'' she said. she impatiently waited for the elevator to open, and when it did she hurried Acure out, jumping around like a kid, but she would start to take it seriously as soon as she got to the scene. ''C'mon!!''
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 2:20 pm
"ok lets go" acura saids praticly running to keep up with her
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2007 11:19 am
[[yay, i caught you whe your online!!]] Kirsty gets outside and looks around. ''Who's car 'we takin'?''
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 5:44 pm
Tiara walked into the lab late. "Sorry!" She exclaimed. Grabbin her worklaod from someone else. "School." she said excusing herself. Starting to work.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 2:54 pm
"yours" she said automacitly
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 3:33 am
Kirsty nodded and jumped inside, it wasn't a bad car, but it wasn't a fantastic one, it was a normal kinda car on which she had painted 3 colors. red, blue and purple.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:03 pm
"why couldnt you have just picked one color?" acura said, asking what she always asked when she saw her car
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 3:46 am
The red toock up the bumper and sunroof area, the blue circled around the wheels and lights and the purple covered everything else. ''I couldn't choose.'' She smiled. She put her keys in and turned them, starting the car.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 4:42 pm
acura laughs " thats what i thought" she answered
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 11:21 am
Kirsty smiled. ''Okay, the woman was killed in a local bus station, late at night, thankfully. It would be much worse if it was a live kill, Imagine that, in front of so many people...ugh.''
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 8:28 pm
"ok anything else" she asked
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 11:26 am
Kirsty drove to the crime scene, along the way she explained what had happened. ''It was a really weird affair. The bus driver that came later callled it in. But tit seemed she died of two gunshots....AND, five stab wounds. Wih multiple brusing. I dont get it, i'd understand more once i get to examine the scene. But one thing bugs me...why would you shoot or stab somebody after already trying to kill them?''
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 12:44 pm
GaiaName: alachamberlain Name: Nian Doule Age: 21 Gender: Male Personality: secretive, keeps to himself, spiritual, mysterious, loving, kind Part you play: CSI exorcist/Symbology/Demonology/Supernatural Short Bio: Nian is an exorcist and experts in Demonology, Symbology and the supernatural, he is the only one in his area of experties, and is normally at more or less every crime scene, he is mysterious, he keep things to himself, his past is unkown, but he is good at his job, though being a head or so taller than everyone else in the State he blends well when being undercover, many see him as a bad omen. Myths are told about him, 'he is possesed by the devil' some say because of his alike qualities Other: he is single Appearance;
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 12:58 pm
Nian flashed his card at the police blocking his path aimlessly, they knew who he was anyway, automatically stepping out of his way, he ducked under the police tape and went over to the dead body, replacing his card in the inside of his black cloak as he did so, he knelt, the knee part of his dark trousers scraping against the concrete, he placed the back of his palm on the womans cheek Still warm he let his hand stay there, his shirt cufflinks undone revealing ancient tatto symbols, halfs on each arm, there weres several bruises to the face where she would have probably been knocked unconscious. He let his hand hover over her chest, stab and bullet wounds could be seen, clogged up with dead blood, one bulet wound to the leg like the others he thought, He check the arms, clean, then the hands, they were fine except a blood mark on her hand, suspiscious Nian picked up a piece of clear glass from a shattered bottle and cleaned away the blood, revealing a symbol that looked like a forced tatto, he then removed a hankerchief from his front pocket of his cloak and a pencil and sketched the symbol down, placing her palm in the original position face down, before standing, placing the hankerchief back in his pocket, and moving his way over to the side of the crime scene, listening to nonsense police chatter
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