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James Lenscher (triple_agent) wrote in lineof_fire_rpg,
@ 2008-03-22 22:25:00

A-hole, present and accounted for.
Who: James and Quinn
What: Quinn notices James' fuckery and questions him. James is intrigued.
When: Midafternoon, Monday
Where: Quinn's office, courthouse
Rating: TBD
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northern_lights only

James had gotten a voicemail from Quinn Whelan that brought a smirk to his lips. She'd called to ask him to come into the DA's office about 'inconsistencies in some of the files he'd been working on concerning the Marino family' and questions she had. James would go. He'd bullshit her like he had everyone else about his work within in the FBI.

He called off his self-imposed surveillance on Lucas Marino to head in, finding her office without much trouble. James straitened out his suit, clearing his throat and plastering his face with his most dashing, shit-eating grin. Women were easy. Women in law enforcement were easier.

Knocking lightly, James turned the doorknob, letting himself into her office. He saw her sitting at her desk, and smiled even wider. "Ms. Whelan?"

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Quinn the Vampire Slayer sez "Hey, aren't you the guy who stared at Mario Lopez' ass?!"

northern_lights
2008-03-24 03:24 pm UTC (link)

Quinn was, by no means, a criminal psychologist. She wasn't even a real psychologist, and the psychology courses she'd had during her years at Smith had long ago faded into the recesses of her mind. It wasn't with an absolute psychological reasoning that she found her skin crawling. She wondered, briefly, if he thought she hadn't picked up on that digital signature.

She glanced down, briefly, hands clasped together. As if to gather her thoughts. And then looked back up, forcing another small smile. "Perhaps I was wrong then, Agent Lenscher." She reached over and examined the paper.

"You, of course, know then, that this document has been altered digitally?" She tapped the piece of paper, then stared at him. "I'm assuming your superiors have been notified?" Leaning over the desk, she allowed her own smirk to curve her lips up. "You .. wouldn't mind me conferring with them, would you?" Though she wasn't a detective, either, years of watching and partaking in cross-examinations allowed her to fish a little.

And to be honest, she definitely had a hunch that he was lying. It wasn't anything he'd said, really. He was a smooth one. And he knew it. She could tell that much. It was written in his smile."You know, you could save me the trouble of calling your boss and just explain how this document came to be altered. There are two ways to do this, and though you claim you've no idea what this is all about, it's your file. If there's one thing I've learned about law enforcement men and women, it's that they're very careful with their paperwork.

Unless they intend to be otherwise." She had leaned back into her chair by then, completely unaware that he was mentally figuring out how he was going to torture her. Yikes.

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Droolworthy A-Hole sez "Why, yes. I was. I also nearly had sex with a dickless Brunos Campos"

triple_agent
2008-03-28 08:26 pm UTC (link)

James watched Quinn, nodding as she asked if he was aware that the documents had been digitally altered. "Yes, I'm sure they have. If you'd looked through the files a little more closely, anything accessed digitally, via the FBI intranet, is considered 'digitally altered'. You're more than welcome to contact my superiors." He smiled congenially, his statement the truth, but not. It was true that the signature turned up whenever anything was accessed, but there were differences between things being accessed and being changed. He just wasn't worried about her noting that difference.

"I'll contact them for you, if you'd like." James pulled out his cell phone, nodding emphatically. "I really wouldn't know how they came to be changed, but I'm happy to let you speak to them. I'm sure they'd be happy to pull surveillance on my office. Perhaps I left my computer logged in and someone else decided it'd be pertinent to change these files. But like I said, anything I can do to help the DA I'm happy to do."

James ran his thumb over the keypad of his cellphone, his eyes trying to use the cell phone as scale. How much larger was her neck than that phone, and would it take both hands to close around it fully? How much would she gasp, fight, claw at his face before she started to black out, before she had that moment of sheer terror that would cloud her eyes and make her realize that she was about to die at his hands?

He'd seen it before. It was almost like sex.

Dialing quickly, James sent a call off to the FBI routing board, sending the call to a voicemail box he'd set up with Mordant's away message, and handed Quinn the phone while it was ringing. He'd get the message, and he wanted to see her reaction.

More than anything, he wanted to see her reaction.

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Quinn the Vampire Slayer sez "And didn't you also get your balls handed to you by Rhona Mitra?!"

northern_lights
2008-03-29 07:19 pm UTC (link)

Her expression darkened at his attempt to sound superior. Tilting her head to one side, her expression brightened visibly, albeit sarcastically. "Oh! Well, that must explain all the inconsistencies in your wittle file." If he'd been from the Boston PD, or a law office, there was no way she would have taken that tone with him. But he was FBI, on top of the bad vibes she got from him, so it was no wonder that she was on edge, and therefore, borderline rude.

"Tell me something, Mr. Lenscher." She dropped the 'Agent,' part, figuring it was a formality at best. "Look very closely, please." Her tone had changed from sarcastic to a mix of frosty and annoyed. "Do I look like a second year law student to you?" The words were bit out before she leaned back and shook her head. And she might have offered some more biting words had he not taken that cell phone out.

At first, she eyed the cell phone, curious as to where he was going with that. Obviously she had no idea that he was using it as a scale for her. When he handed her the phone, brow shot up. She took it, just in time to hear Emerson Mordant's voice on the other end. The flinch was barely visible, but it was there. With rapid speed, she snapped the phone shut, or closed it, or whatever it did when ending a call. Swallowing, she studied the man opposite her, forcing that saccharine sweet smile to reappear. "You know what? Don't worry about it. You FBI boys aren't the greatest about returning phone calls." Actually, she was more concerned with one FBI man not returning her call, simply because of the past.

"It's fine, I'm sure I can drop these files by later this week. Get his take on them, in person."

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"Yes. I also fucked Rosie O'Donnell.... I am a whore, aren't I?"

triple_agent
2008-03-29 10:32 pm UTC (link)

Her sudden demeanor shift was not lost on James. He feigned that he was worried about having had offended her, while internally he was laughing. "Oh, please, I'm sorry if that came off condescending. I know that the FBI files are a mess, in general, so I just wanted to be clear that there are differences. The whole system is mucked up. Someone needs to get in there and fix it." He smiled warmly again, leaning into her desk a little bit.

He watched her take the phone, seeing the small flinch Mordant's voice brought. A smirk passed his lips briefly, and James sat back in his chair, crossing his arms over her chest loosely. Her threats were empty. She'd never go see Mordant willingly. "Sure, you're welcome to do that. I'll be sure he knows to expect your visit." James nodded, then stood from his chair, extending his hand. "If that's all, I'll be going now."

It was more a dismissal of her than it was excusing himself. She had found a thread, yes, and if she kept pulling the whole thing would unravel. But unfortunately for her, James wouldn't give her time to pull hard enough. His mind was formulating a plan. A plan that would need Ridley to be completely satisfying.

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