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Post by Eleri Mortymer on Sept 10, 2010 10:00:51 GMT
Eleri just stared at Wright a bit more. She could be nice and just take the stuff to the recycling place herself, or she could let him squirm and dig himself in to an even deeper hole. No contest she thought, grinning in to her tea.
She shook her head as he flashed them both his kicked puppy face. Had he been younger and not covered in blood and insect bits, AND a complete stranger to Eleri, it might have worked. But then, Eleri knew Wright far too well to fall for his "helpless" act. "Nice try, sir." She told him in amusement.
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Post by Nicholas Wright on Sept 10, 2010 16:46:52 GMT
Wright grumbled and pulled out the entire draw. "Fine." He said, carrying the entire draw from the desk, rather than just the paper. "But don't come crying to me when you need to check the station's 1987 inventory!" It wasn't worth pointing out that had been so long ago it was before the station massacre.
For a moment, Wright's eyes glimpsed something in the bottom draw of the desk, now exposed (and padded by paper). A large bottle of whiskey sat there. His eyes only hovered on it for a split second longer than usual, and then he headed out, grumbling to himself.
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Post by Eleri Mortymer on Sept 11, 2010 21:47:12 GMT
Eleri merely shook her head at the comment about the 1987 paperwork and sipped her tea again. She watched, a half-smile on her face, as he headed out the door with his entire desk drawer, although picked up the fact that he hovered slightly before leaving and leaned forward anxiously. She wasn't sure what was in there, but she had a good idea.
Once he was out of the door, she put her almost-empty mug down on her desk, hopped off the edge strode over to Wright's desk. After a quick glance in the bottom drawer, she bit her lip and rubbed her neck without noticing. She couldn't decide whether to move the bottle or leave it there. After a few moments, she decided against and left the bottle untouched. It would do more harm than good to move it now the Captain knew it was there, and she didn't really think he'd touch it himself anyway. She was proud of him, considering the state he'd been in when she had first joined up, he'd improved no end.
With another nervous glance at the bottle, she made her way back to her own desk and settled back into her former position. She suspected Wright would know she'd looked, but she wasn't going to bring it up unless he did. It wasn't worth the arguments and tension it would bring.
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Post by Myra Everett on Sept 14, 2010 21:07:59 GMT
Myra snorted lightly under her breath as Wright grumbled his way out of the office and - so be it upon his head if he strayed from this goal - to the recycling centre.
She watched from her own desk in mild curiosity as Eleri peered into the depths of Wright's desk and looked distinctly uncomfortable. Myra could hazard a guess about what was in there, without even having to ask.
"He's not fallen straight off the wagon so far. He'll be fine," she said quietly. Wright was doing well regarding alcohol, and it just seemed fair to trust him with this. They trusted him with other, distinctly more difficult, crazy and life-threatening things after all.
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Post by Hadrian Beaumont on Sept 14, 2010 21:28:52 GMT
Hadrian shrugged a shoulder, "Have to admit, I haven't seen him drunk since the old station blew up. Something of an accomplishment. Ma's stopped giving him bottles now too, she didn't know he was an alcoholic." Had she known, Elizabeth wouldn't have even let him know about her drinks' cabinet.
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Post by Nicholas Wright on Sept 15, 2010 8:29:24 GMT
Wright walked back into the station, carrying what was now the remains of the top draw in three broken parts slung over his shoulder which he threw down on the desk.
He ignored (although he could guess) what the others had been talking about, and instead decided to deliver the news.
"So, I broke the bin." He said casually. "And the..." He held up a fractured piece of wood. "...Obviously." He finished instead.
He decided not to expand as to the how.
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Post by Eleri Mortymer on Sept 15, 2010 9:26:42 GMT
Eleri nodded at Myra and Hadrian's words. "I know, but still... well, you worry, don't you?" She smiled at Hadrian. "Yeah, I noticed. How's she doing, anyway? We haven't seen her for a while."
She rolled her eyes as Wright came back in to the office. "How..." she started to ask, and then decided against it. There were some things that probably wouldn't make sense, no matter how much they were explained.
Instead, she leant back slightly and put her hand on her desk, being careful to avoid the insect guts that.... weren't there. She looked around the room properly - it was spotless, or as spotless as it got around Wright, and the mysterious janitor had vanished. "Right...." Eleri muttered.
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Post by Hadrian Beaumont on Sept 16, 2010 12:09:54 GMT
Hadrian stared at where the Janitor once was, "Dude. Seriously. Ninja."
No one just vanished like that, not to mention the fact that they hadn't even noticed him until today!
"That guy," he began, "I bet he's a member of the Assassin's Guild."
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Post by Nicholas Wright on Sept 19, 2010 10:53:19 GMT
Wright shrugged, sitting back down at his desk and putting his feet up, mostly just to annoy Eleri for making him empty his desk.
"Guy's in overalls. Like making you invisible." Wright offered in in 'explanation'. "Knew a shop once. Got knocked over by guys in overalls. Just walked in, picked up some stuff, walked out. Nobody said a damn thing 'cause they just assumed they were meant to be there." Wright's extensive history of dealing with crimes did, very occasionally, show through when he had dealt with something that wasn't trying to eat or murder him.
Although some how it was hard to imagine Wright even went to that crime scene without something somehow beating him up.
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Post by Eleri Mortymer on Sept 21, 2010 12:14:41 GMT
"I doubt he's with the Assasins Guild," Eleri laughed. "As far as I know, assasins don't have day jobs cleaning up insectoid guts." She shot Wright a Look - feet on the desk was one of her pet hates and he knew it. Aside from that, she ignored it.
"Very Sherlock Holmes of you sir," she said with a grin. "But you've got a good point there. It's that 'hiding in plain sight' type of thing - if the wrong people figure that out, it can be very dangerous." She shuffled the papers on her desk absently.
"Are we supposed to be, um... doing something?" She asked. There was a nagging feeling that she'd forgotten something, that they ought to be busy, but she didn't know why.
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Post by Nicholas Wright on Sept 21, 2010 21:48:04 GMT
Wright shot Eleri an offended look, and even took his feet off the table to show his protest.
"Sherlock Holmes? Do I look like a 'the dirt on his fingernails shows he was an archeologist' guy to you? What I'm talking about is from doing, y'know, real policing. Never much for that sitting in drawing rooms rubbish." Obviously, Wright wasn't a fan of Sherlock Holmes method of detection.
As Eleri asked them what to do, Wright dove into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper. "Well, I found this!" He waved it about triumphantly. "From my desk!" He added, holding up a piece of paper marked 'Urgent: For Police Attention 1997'. "According to this, an entire apartment block was brought up by one company all at once and left derelict. Shipments were seen going in and out. Could be a vampire den for smuggling weapons!"
He paused, and read the paper a little awkwardly. "Admitingly, from 1997, but hey, who knows what they've done since then. Now c'mon. We're walking. The car's not working for some reason."
No need to say what that reason was.
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Post by Eleri Mortymer on Sept 22, 2010 11:31:29 GMT
"No, sir, I can quite confidently say that you look nothing like a Sherlock Holmes type," Eleri replied, somehow managing to keep a straight face, although her eyes flashed with silent laughter. As Wright fished in his pocket, she jumped off the desk, collected the empty mugs and put them in the sink in the other room.
"Did I hear that right?" She asked, coming back in. "We're going to investigate a possible crime that's over a decade old?" She shrugged. "Better than nothing I suppose, and that is a bit suspicious..." She relayed the captain's words in her head and then threw him a Look.
"Why does it have to be a vampire smuggling den?" She asked indignantly. "I find that a bit.... speciesist, sir." She knew he didn't like vampires anyway, but the assumption had rubbed the vampire side of her the wrong way, although she wasn't sure why. Maybe she was just getting overly sensitive in her old age.
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Post by Nicholas Wright on Sept 23, 2010 19:00:01 GMT
Wright kicked back in his chair again, and put his feet back up, relaxing, even though he had until that point been preparing for an investigation.
"Because werewolves work alone, and any human possessing enough money to run such a scheme wouldn't be running it in Edgehaven, where the risk factor is so much higher." Wright explained casually. "The only prospective group that would have both the interest, capability and desire to do such a thing are vampires." He shot Eleri his usual grin.
"Elementary, my dear Mortymer." He said with his usual childish smirk he wore when he thought he was being funny.
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Post by Eleri Mortymer on Sept 23, 2010 19:55:44 GMT
"..... Fair point." Eleri mumbled, a little stunned. Ok, she knew that Wright was a lot smarter than he let on a lot of the time, but it still managed to suprise her sometimes when he came up with a perfectly logical explanation for something like that.
"Uh-huh," she said dryly, raising an eyebrow at the feet on the desk. I should just laminate the damn thing, it's be easier to clean... she thought. The fact that it would also make the desk considerably more slippery and perhaps cause Wright's feet to slide off didn't factor in her thoughts, obviously. That would be childish...
"So, are we going to investigate or not, sir?" She asked, reaching for her jacket. Of course, she didn't have to be a mind-reader to guess the answer to that one - she just knew Wright too well.
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Post by Nicholas Wright on Sept 23, 2010 20:17:30 GMT
Wright swung his feet off the table and was standing in an instant. He didn't bother grabbing a jacket, or say, cleaning up at all from previously, and instead simply headed for the door.
He paused for a moment. "Where'd I put that battle axe?" He mumbled, before apparently deciding better, and carrying on. In actuality, he was a tiny bit irritated his 'elementary' gag hadn't annoyed Eleri any more, so wanted to put her a bit off guard with the whole axe thing.
"Corporal Beaumont! Is the car fixed yet?" Wright asked, despite the fact he should know fully well that Hadrian hadn't left the station and that he hadn't told Hadrian where the car actually was. Unfortunately, Wright was one of those people who believed fixing things happened by magic.
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