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Tweak says, "Talkin' 'bout my generation"

cass_vaisey (cass_vaisey) wrote in breaking_point,
@ 2009-09-05 08:20:00

Entry tags:

*complete, 2024 09, character: dylan vaisey, character: james sirius potter, dead character: cassius vaisey, dead character: ignatius peakes, former character: eva small

RP: Gathering evidence
Who: Cass, Ignatius, Eva, James, Dylan
Where: Mould-on-the-Wold, scene of the attack
When: September 5, 2024 (early morning and onwards)
Rating/Warnings: Likely high due to gory descriptions
Summary: The Aurors investigate the scene of the attack
Status: Private | Complete

He hadn’t even had time to sit down at his desk when the orders appeared at his desk. Reading them he sighed, having a feeling it would be a long day. He wondered for a second what working with his son would be like, if Dylan would be able to listen to his orders when on the job. He shook the thought off. His son had the makings of a good Auror, those who had worked with his training had told him as much. Hell Harry himself had told him.

He didn’t bother to sit down now, knowing there was no time to waist. Instead he just grabbed what he needed and stuffed it in his pockets before looking up at the others. “Ready?” he asked, then headed for the door.

They arrived at the scene a short while later, the Aurors greeting them looking as bothered as they were tired. “We could stay,” one of them said, glancing towards the house even as he tried to stifle a yawn. “We’ve spoken to the guy who reported it,” the other said. The one missing, it’s a ten year old girl.”

“We could stay,” the first repeated. “If you need us, sir.”

Cass shook his head, knowing that as much as this scene obviously had got to them, they were too tired to be of any help. They’d been on the night shift, and needed their sleep. “We can handle it,” he said, thanking them and sending them off before leading the group towards the house and the crime scene.

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aurorpeakes
2009-09-05 12:46 pm UTC (link)

Ignatius had received his orders and prepared immediately, pocketing his wand and picking up a wizarding camera as well as parchment and quill to note details. It was unlikely to be a pleasant crime scene - although crime scenes rarely could be described as nice - and he would need his wits about him to search for evidence.

Apparating to the scene with the rest of the team, he nodded to the Aurors on patrol, noting that they looked exhausted.

"How do you want to do this?" he asked Cass. He didn't think that the werewolves responsible would ever be caught but they had their jobs to do regardless.

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cass_vaisey
2009-09-05 01:17 pm UTC (link)

Cass looked at the area around the house, then back at Ignatius. "H- Mr Potter was clear enough," he said. "You head the inside investigation, Small takes the outside one. You both report to me and I'll move between the two of you and make sure you have what you need to do your job. I'll also handle the onslaught once that arrives, both in terms of reporters and staff." He had no doubt the reporters would be there like vultures before too long.

Turning to Dylan and James, he tried not to smile. "You can move between the two scenes with me if you want, or choose one location and work there. Just make sure you don't do more than you can handle."

"James if you want to stay inside once the media arrives, feel free to as long as you make yourself useful."

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simply_james
2009-09-05 01:28 pm UTC (link)

James threw a look at Dylan, deciding where to go without even speaking, but then the choice was basically made for him. He hated that who he was dictated what he should do, but he also knew that there'd be chaos once the press arrived. In fact, he probably knew it better than anyone else.

"I'll go inside." He stopped for a moment and then turned to Cass. "But if they get too annoying with questions, I can come out. It'll give them something else to talk about other than the crime scene." They'd talk anyway. It was much easier to do in on his term and gain some advantage from it.

He smiled at his friend. Dylan'd bitch so much about having to work with Cass all day long, but that would wait for later; they had a job to do now. James followed Peakes toward the house.

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aurorpeakes
2009-09-05 01:57 pm UTC (link)

"Probably best," Ignatius said as him and James walked away from the scene. "Let the other two field the questions. The quicker we can do this, the quicker we can get away and the less time the reporters will have to hound us for details."

He pushed the door open, noting the blood on the floor and the stench of death. Before they went into the main room, he turned to look at James. "If you need to be sick, use the back door to go outside so the members of the press don't see you. This isn't going to be pretty and you don't have to pretend to be brave. Just try and remain detached if you can, it helps."

Ignatius turned back and walked into the room, pulling the wizarding camera out. It was carnage, blood and guts littering the floor. "Jesus Christ," he muttered, surveying the scene. He handed James the camera. "Take pictures of everything before we start to touch or cast spells on things. I want it all accounted for so we don't have to come back to re-do this."

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simply_james
2009-09-05 02:12 pm UTC (link)

James snorted. He might have not dealt with real crime scenes, but he'd dealt with the press before. "It doesn't work that way. They always find the time and the way to get to you even when they shouldn't."

He followed Peakes, eager to get to work, but as soon as he took in the scene, he couldn't move. Peakes' voice drowned against the drumming in his ears. He closed his eyes. He wouldn't throw up, he wouldn't get sick, his father went after Voldemort at eleven, he wouldn't embarrass him by getting sick on his first scene.

Taking a deep breath, he opened his eyes again. He saw Peakes was handing the camera. He didn't know how long the man had been trying to get his attention. He grabbed the camera. "Pictures, I got it." Not that he would need pictures to remember this. It'd be forever stuck in his head.

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aurorpeakes
2009-09-05 02:17 pm UTC (link)

Ignatius watched James carefully, noting how pale he looked. He remembered his own crime scene and how sick he had felt looking at dead - no, mutilated - bodies.

"Listen," he said, looking at James. "You want to be sick? There's a bathroom just off the hallway," He remembered seeing it as they had walked in. "There's no shame in it. We're lucky the windows were broken or it would stink in here."

He got out the quill and parchment, making notes on the scene. He would wait until James had taken pictures before going near the three bodies. This was a baptism of fire for the trainee Auror but Ignatius didn't think that James would fail if he was at all like his father. "The press aren't coming in here- Trust me on that one. Now do your job."

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simply_james
2009-09-05 02:31 pm UTC (link)

James shook his head. "I'm fine," he said stubbornly. He refused to be sick in front of Peakes or anyone else for that matter. He could be sick when he was home by himself.

He started to take pictures. He went at it methodically, covering every stain, before moving onto the next one. It was easier this way, thinking about stains as opposed to dead people.

"They might not come in here, they'll find a way to talk to me, even if they have to follow me home." That had happened quite often after he had joined the Auror department. "It's just easier for me to go out and let them forget about the crime scene," he said as he continued to make his way through the house.

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aurorpeakes
2009-09-05 02:37 pm UTC (link)

"Of course you are," Ignatius shook his head but moved over to the window and took empty vials out of his robes. He used his wand to transfer some of the blood-stained glass shards still in the window into them, adding the few strands of fur he saw too. He didn't know if they would be able to identify the wizard or witch through it but they had to do their job regardless.

"Do you not have wards? Can you not Apparate directly in?" He didn't envy James's famous family. He had never had family of his own which was perhaps why he couldn't sympathise hugely with the press coverage of the Potters. "They should leave you alone. In the Muggle world a restraining order goes a long way to keeping reporters at bay."

He walked over to the father and wrote down what he saw, noticing the bite marks and the flesh missing. Flesh that wolves had eaten. "Come here when you're done with the pictures. Tell me how many different bite marks you see, how many different sets of teeth- On all the bodies. We need to identify how many wolves there were if possible."

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simply_james
2009-09-05 02:50 pm UTC (link)

James glared at Peakes' sarcastic remark. What else was he supposed to do? Get sick like some newcomer? However, for once, talking about the press was easier.

"Of course I do, but if they never see me, then they try to get into the house, or talk to friends, follow me to restaurants and pubs. It's much easier to have them think that they are catching me while I'm not paying attention, say something and be done for a few days." James snorted. "I doubt anything would get them to leave us alone. Hogwarts was the only place they couldn't enter."

James put the camera down, and moved closer. The stench of blood and piss made him want to gag again, but he tried to focus on Peakes' questions. There was no way to determine the bite marks without getting closer and he crouched down. He could do this, focus on the job. "I can make out three, but-" There was too much damage, teeth marks on top of each other. He turned his head to look at the other man. "There's probably more but you'd need magic to trace all of them. There's too much flesh missing."