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Post by Ashley Renolds on May 16, 2008 14:07:01 GMT -7
Ashley seemed to be the first one to arrive. She looked around, amazed that anyone would be stupid enough to kill someone in such a "family friendly" area of Miami. There were plenty of other places where someone could have been killed.
Ash moved through the crowd of people, ignoring the idiotic accounts."back off!"she yelled, moving a couple of teens out of the way. She rolled her eyes. She had no time for the punks to smart mouth. One opened his mouth, but Ash slapped him before he could finish it."I don't take shit, boy. So I suggest that you take your little ass bac to your house. Your friends, too,"she said coldly. The teens moved away, casting dark glances over their backs. She moved under the tape and took pictures of the body.
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Post by Horatio Caine on Jun 26, 2008 19:23:41 GMT -7
Horatio pulled up, and got out of his hummer putting on some gloves as he did so. He also seen and heard what Ashley had said and did to the teenage boys. He shook his head, he would have to have a talk about that sometime later today. He then opened the trunk as she had ducked under the crime scene tape. He pulled out his kit and closed the trunk in one swift movement. He walked up to Ashley and watched what she was doing.
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Post by Ashley Renolds on Jul 6, 2008 16:47:38 GMT -7
OOC: I am totally scared of you now, Horatio. xD
Feeling someone's eyes on her, she turned quickly. She saw Horatio and realized that she shouldn't have hit the kid. She sighed silently and tried to look at him. Even the slightest bit of guilt made her nervous and edgy. "Hello, Horatio," she said quietly, then turned back to the body. She knew that there was going to be a talk later, and she was dreading every moment of it.
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Post by Eric Delko on Jul 6, 2008 18:21:53 GMT -7
Eric Delko had pulled up in his Hummer moments earlier, but had been busy taking out his kit and the items inside it while he watched the entire scene. Ashley Wolfe was already at the scene, and she looked a little annoyed. It wasn't called for but he actually was amused when she slapped the teenager and said those things, although he wouldn't let that show in front of Horatio. That wouldn't go over too well, most likely.
After Horatio arrived he looked as though he had something to say to Ashley, probably a little talk about what had happened. He walked over, a slight smile on his face which he hid as he came closer to Horatio. "Hey, H, Ash. Anything you need me to do before I get started?" He gave Ashley a thin smile and looked back at Horatio.
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Post by timothyspeedle on Jul 22, 2008 12:53:29 GMT -7
Timothy pulled up in his hummer and got out taking his kit with him. he then walked over ducked under the tape to cross it and walked up to the body and then said "so i see you were investigating the body, well... its kind of odd to say but, how could you miss such a large object?"
Timothy put on the gloves then leaned down taking a picture of the medallion and bagged it carefully. he then stood up and said "does this raise any alarm?" as he showed the medallion.
he then waited a reply.
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Post by Horatio Caine on Aug 9, 2008 8:36:27 GMT -7
Horatio looked at the medallion Speed was holding. He looked away. Great 'he' was on the loose again.
"Let's just hurry up here and get back to the lab" Horatio instructed and looked around. What was he going to do with such a dangerous killer on the loose? Again.
As he was looking around he saw a tree in the corner of the crime scene with something on it, he walked over to it. Horatio's eyes got big. The killer of this man, which was the Black Medallion Killer, wrote out a note saying that the head CSI better watch his back.
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Post by Eric Delko on Aug 9, 2008 8:46:19 GMT -7
"Hey Speed," Eric walked over. Then he turned with a frown as Horatio looked down at something. "Not to be nosy, but what does it say?" Eric asked, coming over to him. He looked back at the Medallion that Speedle had in his hands. Not again, he thought to himself. Eric also noticed how Horatio's eyes got big, which made him a little nervous. What is going on? He thought...
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Post by Ashley Renolds on Aug 11, 2008 17:30:53 GMT -7
Ryan had told Ash about what the medallion meant before she even left college. She shuddered then looked over 'H's shoulder and read the note. She stepped back, worried and looked around, searching for anything else out of place. It did scare her,but she didn't want any of them to know.
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Post by Horatio Caine on Aug 23, 2008 11:40:01 GMT -7
"Nothing" Horatio said as he ripped it off of the tree. Now he really wanted to get back to the lab, as this killer could be anywhere in the woods around this park. He walked back to his hummer and put the letter in an evidence envelope.
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Post by Anya Veralusina on Aug 25, 2008 6:44:21 GMT -7
OOC: Sorry if you don't want me to post here, but there is nowhere else to...And this is a long post so sorry about that, too. lol.
Detective Veralusina glared at the so called 'witness' who may have seen what had
happened earlier that day. It was obvious he was lying about everything he said, and
he just wanted attention. "Well, the guy ran to the left and jumped over the
fence and disappeared. I didn't think I could help so I stayed here and waited for you
guys," The look she gave him made him flinch. Uhmm..
He didn't even know what to say. Anya sighed with annoyance and then pointed
to where the so called left where the fence was. "You said he 'jumped' over the fence, huh?"
The man nodded looking a bit jumpy. "Well, I suppose you're going to have
to explain how he can jump ten feet in the air, or was he seven feet tall to begin with?"
Her voice was dry as she spoke. He flinched now. "Ugh... The
look she gave him again gave him the sense to tell the truth. "Okay, okay.
I didn't see anything! I just wanted to talk to the police! People say that it is fun
telling them stuff because you are given attention!" The kid was about sixteen,
maybe seventeen. Anya rolled her eyes with disgust.
"So you think that gives you the right to come over here saying you saw a
killer run off and then send us off in a wild chase trying to find him while someone
else could be being killed and we would be off doing absolutely nothing because of
you!" [/b][/color] The teen flinched away from her. He began to back off.
"No, I uh... Didn't realize-.. She cut him off before he could finish.
"Of course you didn't! Get out of here before I arrest you for obstruction! Now!"He hurried off away from her. She turned and ripped out the notes she had taken, throwing them into the trash. She looked up and noticed the four CSI's investigating the scene. She also noticed the reporters trying to get through the crowd and push through the Crime Scene Tape. She walked closer to the crime scene, looking over the scene and doing her job at trying to get a sense of what happened. She did not seem bothered at all by the six bullet wounds in the man. Of course there was blood everywhere but she was used to it, although she was fairly new on her job as detective. She had seen worse. She made sure not to really, step... Well... [/i]On the Crime Scene because there was evidence and she didn't want to
contaminate any evidence that may help lead to the b***** that had
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Post by Horatio Caine on Aug 30, 2008 19:14:19 GMT -7
Horatio seen the Rookie yelling at a 'witness'. He sighed and started to walk over there.
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Post by Eric Delko on Sept 1, 2008 14:07:15 GMT -7
Eric let out a large breath for an exhale, shaking his head slightly at the Rookie Detective's surprising fierceness and hostility to the witness. For such a little thing she seemed to have quite the temper. "Remind me not to get on her bad side," he muttered to himself. He noticed Horatio walking over. He was a bit annoyed at the rookie himself. That was no way to talk to a witness. He had no idea what the words passed were but she seemed a little harsh and the kid had run off looking scared. He also watched her as she walked over to the victim's body, looking down on him without a single emotion in her eyes except for a calm, fierce look of rage. "Hey," he called to her, going to ask what her name was. He needed it in order to write down his report of the case after. "Wasn't that a little... Harsh, do you think?"
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Post by Anya Veralusina on Sept 2, 2008 14:19:32 GMT -7
Anya blinked and tipped her head back slightly, looking around as she
heart footsteps coming in her direction. She recognized the Lieutenant,
or... Well, the boss of the team of CSI's, Horatio Caine. He and his team
were well known in this city. Still, she narrowed her pale blue eyes as
he came over. She didn't do good around people. Then she heard a voice
from behind her and turned a little to tensely to face another of the CSI's,
Eric Delko. She gave him a cold, unfriendly look at his question and waited
a few moments before replying. There was a hard coldness to her voice as
she replied, "Why the f*** do you care if it was harsh or not?"
She snapped back at him, glaring. "Or does a lying witness who is taking all
our time we could be using to do something that could help the case not
matter to you?" Her voice was low and very cold. She was not in the
mood to deal with any of anybodies crap.
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Post by Ashley Renolds on Sept 2, 2008 18:00:59 GMT -7
Ash tried to ignore the newcomer, but she was growing annoyed with her. She didn't exactly have a right to snap at anyone, although she would have done the same thing to the kid. She,however, had no reason to get mad at Eric for asking a true question. She found herself walking up next to Eric, her eyes scanning the other female."This isn't the time for this crap. You can just leave us alone while we're on duty. If you still have a problem after I'm off the clock, feel free to tell me," she said, her tone showing the same impatientence that she had towards the brat the slapped earlier. She glanced at Horatio, and winced. She shouldn't have said that either, she just knew it. She looked at Eric and whispered,"I really must learn how to think before I speak."
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Post by Anya Veralusina on Sept 3, 2008 17:02:38 GMT -7
Her eyes flashed angrily as another of the CSI's walked up, this one
a female. She stiffened a bit with anger at her words and she felt a
strong sense of hostility, and she glared right into her eyes, her own
pale blues glittering with anger. Also a sense of grief, which she didn't
show. Those were close to the words her father once uttered to one of
his employees before he died in the Plane Crash. She didn't think too
much before she replied, her voice hard and angry. "Then leave me
the h*** alone to do my work instead of having to deal with all your
CSI crap!" She sounded a lot less angry than how she felt. She
could almost feel herself vibrating in place with anger but she didn't care.
What right did any CSI have to question her about how she treated a
fake and time consuming little punk?
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Post by jadechen on Sept 6, 2008 20:40:40 GMT -7
Jade came quietly melting through the crowd. At first glance she hardly seemed any different from the rest of the rowdy teenagers that were surrounding the area. She shook her head. God. She hoped she hadn't been this annoying about half a decade ago. Today she had remembered her kit. It was stowed away carefully in her backpack and she was careful not to shake it around too much in fear of damaging some of them. She still looked a little lost as she crossed the Crime Scene Tape. She always felt guilty every time she did that even though she was authorized to do it. It didn't feel right. She never felt qualified enough.
At once she observed the loud Anya. Jade had seen her from a distance a few times although her loud words and fierce character had always warded her away. Even now apparently Verasulina was sputtering off cuss words. She wasn't quite sure of the reason although it seemed to include something that Ashley had siad. Jade thought that Anya could be classified as one of those bombs that were always ticking and blowing up at different hours of the day. Jade inched slowly closer avoiding eye contact so that she could get to the man. |
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