take_my_land (take_my_land) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2015-02-22 11:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | !partner thread, malcolm reynolds, sherlock holmes |
Who: Malcolm Reynolds and Sherlock Holmes
Where: Sherlock's ooffice
When: 2/22/2015
What: Mal needs some forensics testing.
Rating: Low to be sure.
Status: Ongoing | Closed
Mal hated this part of the job; chasing someone down, relieving some pressure by punching someone out, or tackling them to the ground, that was the thrill of the job. Something he still didn't enjoy all that much, but it was a better part of the job than simply waiting around and getting tests out. Still, he was making his way to an office of sorts, his mind focused on workings within his bar, and not entirely focused on his current real task.
Approaching the door, paper sack in hand, Mal reached up to knock quietly before letting himself in and poking his head around, raising his brow, and clearing his throat, "Hello? Anybody about? Got some forensic type things that need to be gettin' done, don't have a ton of time, and thought I could sneak in without an appointment. Not real sure an appointment is even needed in these sorts of cases..."
Mal set the paper bag on the counter, which had a tupperware container that held a used bandaid and a condom. Clearing his throat a bit, the duster-wearing ex-soldier crossed arms over his chest as he glanced about in anticipation of someone taking a potential look at his items. He'd heard of this place from a few people, told him about how much simpler it was to use, how it used and required less paperwork and, yet, while being less 'official' managed to be more accurate. Plus, the point that drove home for Mal, he could skirt around having to go to the actual police who generally pushed his patience to an actual limit.