Manehattan Detectives (RP) After years of being on patrol, you've finally been promoted to a Detective of the Manehattan police department. You've seen what Manehattan can do to those who aren't successful or powerful, but you can't allow the corrupt and criminal go unpunished. With the promotion ceremony over and your physicals updated, you make your way to your new desk in the investigations division. Now would be a good time to get to know your fellow detectives before something gets called in. (At the moment, we're pretty much in an intermission state till I get the finishing touches added to the case, so feel free to do some RPing till I finish. Don't forget to refer to the OOC if you get confused, it'll get updated with information as this progresses)
Morrow sat at her desk, reading Jane Mare. All was quiet in the room, except for the ominous ticking of the clock.
Steel looked other the wall separating his and Morrow's desk and outstretched his hoof. "congrats on your promotion. Seems like we'll be working together for a while". He smiled his mild west accent clearly visible. After they shook hands he sat down and started reading the latest edition of the dustykatt times the newspaper for the town he once helped as deputy sheriff in the mild west and which was named after the towns founder Dusty Katt.
Icy trotted into the Investigation Division. Woo! I finally made it. I have my own nameplate and everything! Sure enough, there, to one side of the room was a desk with a nameplate near the front that said "Icy Rain" in bold, black letters. She trotted past the other two detectives and took a seat. Hmm...looks like I'll be working with a Bookworm and a...Wild West lawman. Howdy pardner. Hehe. She chuckled to herself. Seems like a nice bunch. Not having much in the way of personal effect at her desk yet, her workspace appeared very spartan. That would change as soon as she could bring some thing from home. Maybe she'd hang some Hearth's Warming Eve icicles around her desk. That would liven up the place. "So...hiya, all."
Steel noticed Icy say hello so he lifted his head off an article which said 'DUSTYKATT STATUE STOLEN FROM FOUNDERS MUSEUM' and decided to do the same. "Hi to you too and Seems your desk is next to mine. Dont worry about me I may sound like your typical mild west duel at noon guy but I'm more of a write down and investigate type 'o' guy". He smiled and returned to his paper. "Bollard gang stole it". After reading the evidence the paper showed he easily guessed who stole it. He had a satisfied grin on his face.
As time ticks by, a message airs over the radio: A murder has been reported in a 3rd street ally. Better finish up meeting each other and head over. (I'll give you the next hour or 2 before I magically send you over to the scene)
Iron suddenly burst into the room startling everypony he breaths heavily and sits on a chair and he sighs in relief "I made it right?" Iron said looking up, "I swear if I ended up in another house!" he looked at everyone's attire and it seemed he was in the right place "Oh I am in the right place I got promoted a day ago!". He looked at everypony's look and noticed that his personality would not do good with the three he straighten himself up and tries to look calm "Um... Hello? I am Vinal but you guys can call me Iron,".
Beginning of Case 1 Moving along, you later arrive at the scene of crime... Case 1: Rotten smell in the air Locations: 3rd street back alley, behind “Lacey’s bar” Date: August 19th, 2012 Time: 7:39 PM Weather: Cloudy As you arrive on the scene, you notice a crowd on the entrance to the alley. After making your way through the crown, a brisk autumn win blows the police high enough for you to walk under. You quickly survey the alley and see a few trash cans huddled and and dumpster on the right. You see the the paramedics around the dumpster. It safe to assume the body's there. Better ask them for some info.
While Morrow spoke to the paramedics, Icy investigated the trash cans and dumpster. Maybe the killer left the murder weapon around.
Paramedic's info By looks of it, we got an aggravated stabbing. Multiple frenzied stab wounds deep into the chest. Victim is I.D'd as Mortis Doe, male. He's in the dumpster, and lets just say, he's not much of sight to see right now. "Blues" got a couple of suspects over by their cruisers. Exmination Icy rolled 18 + 5 perception = 23 Trash cans rolled 12 + 8 counter perception =20 Dumpster rolled 14+ 10 counter perception= 24 The dumpster was just too dirty to properly tell if anything was of value or help. The trash cans on the other hand yield some interesting results: Near them are a small trail of blood droplets leading to one. Inside, a knife. Not covered in blood, but by the looks of it, somepony tried to wipe it off in a hurry. there's still some blood smeared on it. Maybe even some hoofprints.
Iron looked at the blodied dumpster and at the trash cans and it seemed that Morrow had foudn something but he would figure out later so he diecied to question some civilans around the area. Iron tried to scan the area for anypony that could hold any information for the murder that happened.
Steel was on his third survey of the area. He pushed his stetson up a bit and took out his stylised notepad and quill and surveyed both the ground and sky once more ready to write down anything he found. "guys, found anything yet any magical residue".
As Iron approaches the police cruisers, 3 patrol officers surround windows of the cruisers. One of the officers turns over to asks, in a very disdaining manner, "What you want, gumhoof?" Examination Steel Law rolled a 17 + 7 perception = 24 Any magical residue rolled 8 +13 CP = 21 Steel notices a faint magical aura around the knife. He can tell it's been used not to long ago and who used this was a weak unicorn.
Iron looked at the police officer and at his manner to a detective but Iron strained himself up "Um sir but might I ask did you see anyone suspicious leave this area or know any pony that witnessed the crime?" Iron said.
The officer leans on one of cruisers. "Yeah, we got a couple, both unicorns. One mare, one colt. pick one."
