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Marie Song (ancientsongs) wrote in darkdividerpg,
@ 2014-09-01 14:56:00

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character: jason richards, character: marie song, date: 08.13.14

I'm dying again, I'm going under.
Who: Jason and Marie
What: Roland Ferguson's autopsy report
Where: Jason's office
When: August 13th, mid morning
Rating: Discussions of death

Marie had almost always been a creature of immense patience, but her time here in Chicago, among all the centuries of her life, this was a month that was beginning to grate on her nerves. Another one with a faded blue hand as a calling card, and barely anything new to add to a virtually empty bucket of ideas. In Marie's long memory, very little was connecting, and coming up empty was nearly maddening.

And this one had died right under their noses, practically in their own lair. With the werewolf's autopsy report in her hand, Marie's stride into Richards' office was slightly more purposeful and irritated than usual. She set his copy on the side of his desk, and lowered herself into the chair across from him.

"I'm beginning to truly loathe your city," she muttered.

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_littlelionman_
2014-09-02 06:52 am UTC (link)

"Thanks," Jason said. "Until the transfer is ready, if you want to help with the recommendation for the DA about the McCreary mess, that'd be great." He slumped back down in his chair. "Their statements are all basically the same. Deacon McCreary laid in wait and ambushed the Carters in the parking lot. He attacked Aaron first, which makes sense to me at least. Big male, average size female. You take out the stronger target first. He mauls the brother, then pounces on Amanda." Poor girl, as if she hadn't been through enough shit this month.

"That when the McCreary twins say they showed up. Jack tackled Deacon off of Amanda, slamming him into the side of the building. I saw the crack in the wall where they hit myself. I'll be very surprised if he doesn't have a very cracked vertebrae on the autopsy from that." Anyway... "Jack grabbed him by his throat when he tried to lunge at her and threw him on the ground, taking a chunk out in the process. Her brother says Deacon was crawling towards the Carters, so he snapped his neck."

Jason growled. "They've got more than enough proof that lethal force was required in this situation," he said. "But I'm worried that the level of violence will have the DA wanting to 'put a stop to vigilante justice' or some stupid shit like that. With all the press showing nothing but violence from that pack lately, I can understand why condoning it even when it's justifiable might seem like a bad idea." That didn't mean he wanted it to happen. The McCreary twins didn't deserve any more shit after what their father had done. They had enough to deal with.

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ancientsongs
2014-09-03 03:21 am UTC (link)

"Obviously then, it's best for everyone if it all stays buried-" Marie said with a breath in her voice. Mostly because she knew how impossible that was already. "The story is already out about Carter surviving. Personally I'm a little surprised there hasn't been a media frenzy outside the hospital waiting for exclusives."

Maybe that would come later. Actually, Marie bet on it.

"The only thing that will pass this over is time with nothing for the media to salivate over, or something bigger. And that, of course, won't be helpful." She sat back in the chair, folding her arms lightly. "I'll do what I can. Without being the something bigger, of course."

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_littlelionman_
2014-09-03 08:10 pm UTC (link)

"Fuck, they got a hold of his name?" Jason groaned. "I fucking hate reporters. Like the guy isn't dealing with enough shit without those vultures circling him trying to poke him into a rage. I'm glad he'll be in the pack's territory soon. Then they can't get to him."

Jason sighed. "I'll talk to Cameron Louis," he said. "I don't want to say anything about it, but with them spinning paranoia, maybe at least one article not screaming doomsday will slow down the chaos."

His head thumped onto his folded arms. Jason was exhausted from dealing with the two case alone, let alone to new stack that landed on his desk every morning. "We have something bigger," he pointed out. "But any of the details would send the city into a different kind of panic."

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