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Adalene Rios (mirror_images) wrote in axis_city_,
@ 2009-07-07 18:14:00

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"Like a rolling stone" --Bob Dylan

Characters: Adalene Rios (As Roselyn Milon) and Aiden Adams
Setting: The ACDN Office
Content: Worksafe I'm sure
Summary: Adalenewants more answers and pretends to come across a murder/missing persons case for Aiden to research for her.

Adalene held onto the thick file on her lap. It was worn and obviously had been read a billion times. She closed her eyes and held on to it tight close to her. You can do this. You came to this city for answers. You can do this! She talked herself up. Adalene had shifted without wanting to in the shower that morning. She was starting to worry that if she didn't find out the answers she needed what would happen to her? Would she finally lose herself until Adalene was nothing but an empty shell where the dead can enter and live through again? Roselyn pened her eyes when she felt she was finally ready.

Letting out a sigh she closed the drawer with her foot and stood to walk over to Aiden's desk. When she arrived she still held the case file close to herself and bit her lip a moment while she went through what she was going to say out loud once again in her head.

"Hey...Aiden..." she said when she finally got herself together, "I've got this case I'm covering...it's a murder with a missing persons added onto it...something seems...off to me. I was wondering if you could look into it for me?" Adalene looked out of Roselyn's eyes into Aiden's in desperate hope that he would say yes without asking too many questions.

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2009-07-08 12:25 pm UTC (link)

Aiden glanced up from what he was typing - the article on his interview with Kingston Price - surprised to find Roselyn from the crime division there. Science and crime hardly ever crossed over, at least until the Supers turned up, and from the sound of things this was something that her group could cover a lot more thoroughly then he could ever think of.

"It sounds interesting." He said, holding his hand out to take the file from her and flick through. "But isn't this more your side of things? Death and murder? What do you think I can cover in it that you've not looked into?"

He wasn't about to dismiss her out of hand. If there was a story here he wasn't going to turn it down.

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mirror_images
2009-07-09 02:37 am UTC (link)

"Well my side is more reporting on crimes in action, crimes as of late, verdicts, all that jazz." Adalene shrugged trying to think fast. She was starting to mentally kick herself. Perhaps she should've researched it herself...she had tried to many times but it was too much for her. Aiden was really the best person for the job.

"It's not a story to be published it's just...something I need done." Yeah that was all she needed, Aiden to figure out who she really was and out her. A sudden worry of him finding out the real Roselyn and Veronica crossed her mind for a second, only for her to remember, she hadn't met them or seen their deaths,until later in her life.

"Look if you think you can't handle it I'll just have to find someone else." Adalene quickly said trying to change her tactics. She knew Aiden had to have want it after hearing the possibility of it being sent to someone else.

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2009-07-09 10:03 am UTC (link)

“You’re asking me to do your research?” Aiden asked incredulously. “We have people who do that, who check out sources and facts, Roselyn. I’m a busy guy.” He didn’t want to be too hard on her, but if that was all she wanted then he wasn’t going to give up the better part of his spare time to do her fact checking for her. Unless this was some sort of prank the others in her section had put her up to.

Even so he couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something more to this story she wasn’t telling him and when she waved the file in front of him, threatening to take it away he snatched it back – flicking through to find something that would give him an angle he could pursue.

“No...no...there might be something here.” He said, leafing through the pages. “Ah, here...one of the victims was a geneticist. There could be something here. Unsolved murders of scientists, does the police department care? Does Axis turn its back on its best and brightest?” He said out loud. Aiden liked a good murder mystery as much as the next person. Science writing was all well and good but it tended to be a bit dry unless someone exploded. A personal interest story wrapped around science with a chance to return to the dead woman’s work? That was award material, especially if he could get the police department to re-open the case.

“Ok, I’ll check this out for you, Roselyn.” He said, giving her a smile. “Thanks for tossing this my way.” He read on a little further, frowning. “God. She had a kid. Poor thing missing, presumed dead. There really are some sick fucks around, aren’t there?”

If the story revolved around child sexual abuse rather than science there was no way he could publish it, but maybe he’d get a by line on Roselyn’s story should she choose to go with his research. From the look of this file a murder/kidnapping by some child molester did look likely, but Aiden had learned not to trust what seemed obvious, and if it was the obvious then if this pushed the police to re-open the case he’d sleep safer at night knowing the bastard who did this was being hunted.

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mirror_images
2009-07-24 02:50 am UTC (link)

Adalene rolled Roselyn's vibrant green eyes as Aiden went on. She knew it had to bee too good for him to resist. So when he snatched it back from her hands she couldn't help but allow a sly smile form on her face.

At the mention of her mom she looked over at the file. She knew her mom was a scientist but didn't know what kind. She tilted her head unconciously at the new detail she aparantly missed. A geneticist? It didn't sound like her mom. Then again she did die when Adalene was only nine years of age. Perhaps she just forgot that little fact. She did remember going with her mom to work on the weekends. She assumed it was just because they couldn't get a babysitter. The sudden smells of alcohol and faint memories of needles hit her like a speeding car.

Adalene shook her head and Roselyn's black hair hit her in the face in response. She had to stay focused as Roselyn.

"You talk as if you already have the headline." she stated forcing herself to listen to Aiden's words. "I don't want this in print just yet."

She stopped herself when Aiden came to the part about her. The smile that was placed on her face before fell away. As if a layer she was hiding behind was slowly slipping.

Adalene crossed her arms over her stomach and clenched her fists. The sudden pain of her nails digging deep into her skin told her reality was in front of her eyes and to not be blinded by the thick veil.

"There really are." she agreed quietly.

She let out a rough sigh to calm her nerves and straightened back out. "Like I said I don't want it printed yet. I just need some help breaking some of the bariers. You sure you can do this? It really would mean a lot to me!" she touched his arm and looked into his eyes trying to push her thanks further in. She wanted him to know that this was no ordinary case he was recieving. This was something different. Something special. It defined Adalene.

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2009-07-24 12:40 pm UTC (link)

Aiden nodded, waving her away with one hand as he continued scanning over the pages.
“I know. I know. Don’t print it yet.” He glanced up, smiling warmly at her. “Sure I can do this, I’ve always got a few spare hours and you know what it’s like – make sure you have a couple of things on the go, you never know when something’s going to fall through.”

Whatever he said though Aiden wasn’t sure he wouldn’t go over Roselyn’s head and publish if it was a good enough story. He’d been here longer and if the story was good enough then the editor would side with him. Journalism was a cutthroat business and Roselyn would understand that when she’d got a few more years under her belt. Aiden needed to cover all his bases and provide something every week or else he couldn’t support himself and James. Maybe she’d understand that when she had her own child to take care of.

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