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       #Post#: 462--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 23, 2024, 12:47 pm
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       [center]Tracy Devlin[/center]
       Wolf-Blooded
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       A moment later, Miri’s phone buzzes.
       ::I’ll bring it to you in about an hour. Gotta wait for Doc to
       finish, then I can load it into the car.::
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       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 23, 2024, 12:48 pm
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       Soy un perdedor
       I'm a loser baby
       so why don't you kill me?
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       “Sure thing,” I say as she suggests getting some stuff to eat
       that doesn’t require cooking.
       “We headed to the beach where they found the body, or the police
       station?”
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       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: Tassy Crewse
       Date: December 24, 2024, 3:02 am
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       It's whatever makes you see
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       Striking Looks|
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       She picked up her phone again and blinked in surprise. "Neither,
       Devlin is actually bringing the body to us. Great that gives me
       time to have coffee and breakfast after all. I will love my car
       so she can pull hers into the garage, and we can just take the
       body into the basement to look at it ourselves.
       "Not that i know what they will give us since i don't think
       either one of us are trained in medicine, or pathology?" She
       looked at Max questioningly. As she sipped her coffee.
       In the hour they had to wait she made and finished breakfast and
       changed clothing into something she didn't mind if it got
       ruined. When Tracy arrived she was standing in the open garage
       waiting for her to pull inside and closed the door behind her.
       "Hi Tacy, this is my new packmate Max. Thanks for helping out."
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       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 24, 2024, 12:23 pm
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       [center]Tracy Devlin[/center]
       Wolf-Blooded
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       I pull into Winthrop’s driveway. This isn’t the first time I’ve
       done that, and it won’t be the last. The story is simple: The
       Feds showed up and muscled me out, and they’ll be the ones who
       took the body.
       Everyone will just assume it’s the MIB posing as feds, come to
       cover up something Man Was Not Meant To Know.
       I climb out of the car -- it’s not my usual porsche. I’m using
       one of the precinct’s patrol cars, because this thing reeks of
       seaweed and fish.
       “Hi Max, and any time, Miri.” I wave before turning my attention
       back to Winthrop. “Mind helping me haul this thing out of the
       car? It’s freakin’ heavy.”
       Max steps up and between the three of us, we lug the carcass
       into Winthrop’s basement, onto a table.
       “Any idea what we’re looking at?” I ask. Max shrugs and gets to
       investigating.
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       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: Tassy Crewse
       Date: December 24, 2024, 6:16 pm
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       "I don't mind at all." Of course she regretted her words once
       she got a look at the thing, and a good sniff. it smelled of
       yesterdays catch and looked worse. Still they needed to get it
       inside so she took hold of it and helped to lug in down the
       stairs and into a table. once there she started at it wiping her
       hands on her jeans.
       "Well is is Squamous other then that i have no fragging idea. I
       have never seen anything like it before. She leaned over it and
       carefully started poking and prodding it. "Did the doc at the
       morgue have any ideas at all?"
       She poked at the thing a little bit more. "It has blood on it
       fins, probably from hunting which makes it some sort of
       predator."
       She looked at Max to see if they had come up with anything
       different and then looked back at Tracy.
       "I am going to get another friend involved, someone that I want
       Max to meet anyway as i want them to join the pack."
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       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 24, 2024, 6:59 pm
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       [center]Max
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       Soy un perdedor
       I'm a loser baby
       so why don't you kill me?
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       --- Quote ---
       > Int 3 + Investigation 3
       > 9, 9, 9, 7, 6, 4 = 3 successes
       --- End Quote ---
       Ew. This is just as gross as it is cool. Which is saying
       something, because this thing is pretty damn cool.
       “Doc had zero clue as to what it was,” Tracy is saying, and I’m
       watching the banter between the two of them.
       Eventually I can’t help myself. I take a big whiff of it’s guts
       and it throws me into a coughing fit.
       “Oh god,” I sputter. “Bad idea! Bad idea. Smells like my dad’s
       old cooking gone bad after three days in the sink,” I whine.
       …wait a minute.
       That gives me an idea.
       “You got a knife, Tracy?” I ask.
       “Never go anywhere without one,” she says, and hands it over.
       I make sure everyone’s alright with what I’m about to do, and
       carefully open up some of the doc’s incisions around the
       abdomen. It reeks, and it bleeds purple gunk, but I keep going.
       I open up one of it’s stomachs.
       I find a human hand inside.
       “Ew.” I hold it up. “Any way we can find out who this belonged
       to?”
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       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: Tassy Crewse
       Date: December 26, 2024, 8:25 am
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       [center]Miri Winthrop
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       Max seemed to be enjoying this, well at least someone was. She
       blinked and looked at Max curiously when they asked for a knife,
       but then looked away why they started cutting into he thing.
       Ew Ew Ew. she had never done well in biology class, and this was
       so much worse! She didn’t lose her breakfast luckily though it
       was a near thing as Max held up the human hand.
       “Ew!” She looked at the hand and then at the thing that had
       eaten the hand. “I hope it gave you indigestion and that's what
       killed you.”  She shook her head.
       “If we clean it off, can you get fingerprints and run them,
       Tracy? Not that I think knowing who it ate last will help us
       any.”
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       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 26, 2024, 11:34 am
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       [center]Tracy Devlin[/center]
       Wolf-Blooded
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       “Probably best if we put it’s fingerprints on something I can
       then take to the lab without raising suspicion,” I say after a
       moment’s thought. “If I were to bring a severed hand in itself,
       it’d raise an alarm.”
       --- Quote ---
       > Resolve + Composure vs. Grossfactor:
       > 10, 8, 6, 4, 2, 1 = 3 successes
       --- End Quote ---
       I look to the two werewolves. Winthrop is thoroughly grossed
       out. Max doesn’t look much more pleased than Winthrop.
       “I guess I can clean it off, too. You got a sink you don’t use
       for things like brushing teeth or washing dishes?”
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       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: Tassy Crewse
       Date: December 27, 2024, 6:48 am
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       She laughed a little despite the grossness of the situation. "I
       didn't mean for you to just carry the hand into the precinct. I
       figured you had the stuff in your car to take fingerprints?"
       She pointed her tot he sink that stood against the wall beside
       the watcher and dryer. "You can use that. I don't really use it
       for anything else."
       "Max and I are going to go tot he beach where this thing was
       found and poke around a bit, see if we can find anything. We
       will let you know if we do or don't."
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       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 27, 2024, 12:59 pm
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       [center]Tracy Devlin[/center]
       Wolf-Blooded
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       “Normally you’d be right, but I didn’t bring my car -- I used
       one of the precinct’s patrol cars, because I didn’t want to
       stink up my porsche.” I smirk.
       I head over to the indicated sink and rinse the hand off. After
       some asking and looking around, we find an old two-by-four and I
       press the hand’s fingers against it, being sure to do so a few
       times and smudge some of them so it looks more natural to the
       techs back at the precinct when they dust the thing.
       “Alright. I’ll be in touch with the print results,” I say,
       placing the hand down on the table next to the body of the alien
       thing.
       “Stay safe out there.”
       And with that, I head back to the precinct’s patrol car and then
       back to the precinct.
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