Name: Iahhel
Age: Ancient and doesn’t like to say
Gender: None; presents currently as male
Species: Angel
Appearance: They are tall, slender and always wear an expensive looking light grey suit with white undershirt and gold cufflinks. Always with a tie of light grey with gold shimmering in...
Qiūhé took his time mapping out the crime scene and laying down points to collect later as evidence, among them a few really prints that could be used. Once he was satisfied he moved back towards the police vehicles, glancing over to Beudrie with a small nod. "I'll get back to the lab and get...
"To be expected of the burn victims. Burned bodies don't yield undeath, given the purging nature of fire." Qiūhé said as he stepped forward into the crime scene carefully, moving to take out a small mag light. "The ones with throats ripped out will be worth more in terms of evidence..." Not to...
It didn’t take long for Qiūhé to arrive on the scene, stepping out of the squad card that had brought him to the scene. He sighed, slipping on his police jacket indicating he was with the forensics team before stepping under the crime tape. “How many casualties and what are first hand guesses of...
After a moment of debate he moved over to the door, cracking it open. He arched an eyebrow as he saw Ciel move under the bed. He chuckled, shaking his head, “Hey sunshine” he murmured softly “I got to head out... got a call to work a crime scene. Help yourself to the shower and kitchen.”
Having been on duty for the next day, Endellion had been called in to more or less help control the scene as well as to get a "scent" on anything that could possibly help Detective Beaudrie as he looked over the scene. She grimmaced as she stepped out of the car, nose already picking up the...
"Sounds like a good place as any to go to! Could make it a group outing!" Endellion grinned wide at the prospect, eyes brightening. She always did like little social get togethers like that, not to mention a milkshake break between drinks would be wiser than straight drinking for sure.
Still...
The werewolf tilted her head but smiled, taking her hand and giving her a firm handshake, looking delighted to meet a new face, "I haven't met her formerly, just have seen our wee coroner here moving about the labs along with the resident undead. I swear tonight I'm meeting all the shy ones...
"I see I see. It is a good place to sure. Cheap but decent but if you are willing to drop a bit more, the tavern up the street, The Drunken Handmaiden, has better ales. Home-brewed fae brews among other things," The werewolf chuckled a bit as they moved to the door, already picking up the chill...
"Eh, why not, it is getting a bit closed in as the night goes on. Too many bodies perhaps tonight." Endellion chuckled as she slit from her chair, stretching some. She cast a glance to the side as she watched Ceil and the forensics stiff head out the door. Odd pair to be sure but she supposed he...
"You can't seem to make up your mind if you want to go out or stay in." He teased lightly, "The night is getting late, I don't think the movies will be open. We could always watch the classics. I recall Hellraiser being at least visually interesting."
"Mmm...that one doesn't sound familiar. I have streaming services but got some of the old foreign horror movies about." He said as he turned to turn the TV on, loading up the streaming service.
"No. None of all. I'm not really the ...heh. Life of any sort of party." He said cocking his head to the side, coat in one hand "We going outside or you up to something else?"
"Of course I do! I might be over a century year old, but I am a top-ranking forensic pathologist. Got to be able to read e-mails for work." He chuckled, shaking his head, "Next time you are over I'll give you the most sacred of passwords to my wi-fi."
"If you are going for a walk, I'll go with you to make sure you don't go sideways into the roadway at the very least but I promise, I will not offer assistance unless in the most dire of circumstances and will make sure this doesn't make it onto the internet." He said with a cheeky grin, rising...
"Oh I'm not surprised....Telling you some things don't change in a decade or a century." He shook his head, noticing her getting more giggly and tipsy, "I think you need a few glasses of water in you now if you want to reduce the power of the hangover that will be pounding through you tomorrow."
He just arched an eyebrow at her statement, shaking his head with a chuckle, "You're welcome then. I mean, we just met, so I don't see why we would suddenly be jumping in bed and two...pretty sure you are one or two bottles away from being unable to tell up from down and failing every drunk...
"Dancing eh? You seem to bring that up a lot. Some secret talent?" He asked with a chuckle, moving to dispose of the body of the rabbit. There was a bit more color to his cheeks and his eyes not so sunken as if the meal had "revitalized" him in some small part.