"It is mine..." Shana muttered. She tries once again to stand up. However, she imedeatly crouched and held one hand over her left leg to hold back some of the blood. There was a small trail of blood coming from her forehead. She was starting to feel a little dizzy from the blood-loss. I cant pass out now. He'll carry me to the police-station... Glad the body'll get removed within minutes now... She thinks to herself. Now I just need a way to slip arround his questions... "I... I dont know..." Shana muttered to buy herself some time. "I- i think I was walking home from another practise... I dont remember waht I was practising..." It was acctualy true. The adrenaline from the fight made her forget. "I- I just need to patch up this..." She said, signalising to her leg. It was hurting a lot, and her hand started to get bloody as well. It was horrible. A detective. Of all the people that could come it had to be an detective...((Pageclaim :D ))
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David walked into the small lobby. His landlord said "David, your rents due in five days. You better pay it this time or I will kick you out." Just another reason to get a job, he thought as he walked out. "I'll get a job soon." His destination was a coffee shop across the street, but that quickly changed as he noticed the communtion. His natrual instinct, as a detective, was to investigate. David didn't have any legal right to investigate, but he wasn't thinking about that at the time. He walked over and said "Move over," as he pushed through the crowd.
The first things he saw was a man standing over a bloody woman near an alley. He walked to the man and said "What happened here?"
Kirill chuckled and said "Helluva practice you had there, miss." He then looked at the leg of the "Miss". Kirill shook his head. If she tried to avoid the justice and cover something (and he was sure, it was like that), she might need a better reason not to go with him. Instead she literally asks him to take her with him. Glorious. Apparently she is a newbie in talking with government people. Then, a voice from behind asked about the cituation here. Kirill replied "Found this" he pointed his hand at the woman on the ground "right here. She probably needs medical attention." Kirill then estimated her weight. No, she is not that heavy. Quite fit, but it's probably a requirement of this city. He already started hating it. Yet there was something... Intriguing there.
"Come on, I'll take you with me and give your leg and wounds proper treatments." Kirill said, extending his hand to the woman on the ground. He knew that she is trapped. If it's not her blood, and it's really not her blood, going to the actual hospital won't save her - medics would notice this instantly and police would be here. If she rejects his offer, she would draw suspicions on her. And if she would accept, he would interrogate her. Brilliant case, Holmes.
If he knew my apartment is in the same direction and he knew who I am, he wouldn't be this quick... Shana thinks to herself. She carefully takes his hand, and use it to lift herself up. She lay her hand over his shoulder to avoid walking too much on her left foot. She slowly walks alongside with him. He probably dont know where I live... Another card to my hand... She thinks to herself. She got more dizzy during the trip though. When they where just by her apartment, she stopped walking. "I- I cant do it... Im going to pass out." She said to him. It was the truth acctualy, but she wasn't sure if he would belive her. "I need to go to my apartment to patch this up a little at least and get identification. I dont got anything on me at the moment." She said to him. If he dont let me, I could always threaten him...
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Rachel noticed a crowd outside her apartment. It was very common to have thia kind of commotion is Jamesville, but Rachel could see from her angle two oddities about this. The first one was that the girl lying in the center was drowning in blood, but the second thing unsettled Rachel even more. Tgere were two detectives. Clearly this person must have done something serious to attract all this attention, but maybe this person would also lead Rachel that much closer to the case.
She set her empty cup of tea on the table and pointed out to Dimitri, "I wonder what all that rukus is about." She was half hoping Dimitri would what to go outside ao they could examine it. Rachel wanted to at least see the face of the victim.
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Kirill quickly deduced some facts from the woman's actions. First of all, she covers something. Probably something very terrible. And according to her amounts of blood - she killed someone. She also found a good damn excuse to avoid the conversation with him - poor health state, but... She was actually hurt. Kirill actually knew when someone was feeling terrible. If he wouldn't know it, he was a bad torturer. And as a frontier justice specialist and quite a cruel yet effective detective, he was a damn good torturer.
However, the facts stacked in two directions. There was a kill. But she was hurt very damn well. And this means that she was fighting as well, she was able to fight, or someone helped her. Just probably. He didn't see her body (not in this way, perverts!) to judge her physical state. This won't take for long, however. The woman got up and held his shoulder - probably to avoid getting hurt on her "damaged" leg. Could she be acting? Anything could happen. From the first impression Kirill finally made a deduction - a case of very, very big abuse of self defense. Someone jumped on her, tried to attack. But she (At this point Kirill realised that he might need to find out the name of the woman) had a skill or a painful item, probably both, and thus, she killed someone, probably from fear. Now, she might be in the state of shock and thus acts like that.
No way he is letting her home yet, however.
"Lady, I just simply can't let you go home." he said and after a short walk, he continued at the low tone "Believe me, I am not the kind of detective that actually cares for this buerocracy. I am a freelancer. I'll be honest with you - from what I have seen, I am fairly sure you are a killer. But I am fairly sure that you were defending yourself, and in my moral book it's a pretty damn good excuse." At this point Kirill even thought if he actually would try to interrogate the woman. Probably not. She was right if she killed an attacker. And he has no time for solving a long case. "I'll get you near my appartment, to give you proper health care. Believe me, I got some knowledge in field medicine and a full medkit of great stuff, and I am not sure in safety of your place and fully unsure in quality of your medkit. Moreover, if you are involved in something more terrible" Kirill started his blind, yet cautonous step "you wouldn't want to give a detective the location of your house, am I right?"
"Why not?" Shana responds. "I- Its right over there," she responded. She pointed towards the apartment-block just besides them. "And I got what we'll need in the apartment. I was educated in medicine, so I know what im doing." She looks at him. She felt more and more dizzy, but she fighted to keep awake. "Can we just cut out the crap? The wounds hurt realy bad, and im not sure of the blood-loss. I dont think it would be too smart to let it wait. But if your apartment is close by, I suppose its okay."
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Dimitri looks outside and sees the mess and the crowd that has formed outside. He looks at Rachel and nods his head in the direction of the door. "Lets go see." He does nothing to hide his accent and it seems more of an order than a suggestion. As he opens the door to the apartment he steps outside. Dimitri ignores the people that are starting to gather and begins to examine the body from over the shoulders of those shorter than him. Ideas begin to form in his head on what could have caused this and whether it is a murder or not. As Dimitri looks at the girl he realizes his injuries are much more serious than he thought. A cut on her face (forgot if it was forehead or lip) and a knife wound to the leg, he does the thing that seems the most appropriate at the time. Dimitri takes off his bag and pulls out a rag with alcohol.
"Hey, can you hear me?" He asks as he begins to pour the alcohol onto the rag. "If you can... This will most likely really sting." He begins to clean the knife wound.
Shana bites her teeth hard together as she feels the cold alcohol cleaning her wound. It felt worse than the pain itself, but she knew she would have to do this eventualy anyways. She sighs. "Just get over with it before I bleed to death..." She mutters. She look up in the mans eyes for a short moment. He looked slightly familliar, but not a person she had any conections to in any way though. It just felt like she had seen him before. She looks away from him after a short while, and looks arround at all the people that had gathered. She was bathing in her own blood, so it was not way to suprising realy. She feels her vision gets more and more blurry, and eventualy she pass out.
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Kirill quickly glanced over the newcomer, that so blaspemously wasted precious alchogol. Actually, this wasn't his thought - Kirill wasn't much of a drinker. Yet he decided to tell his feelings on it anyway. "I hope you know what are you doing. Don't overuse it, she might get burned from inside. Also, do you have bandages? No you don't, I guess." Kirill said this within few seconds. No way he is going to let her die. "Right, tear some of clothing, if she has severe bleeding out there. I'll be back within few moments!" Kirill finished his speech and opened the door to his appartment (well, to the house his flat was in) and dashed upwards, leaving the woman at the hands of the crowd. He started being nervous...
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Dimitri ignores Krill and finishes cleaning her leg. He takes off his flannel and then pulls off his white t. He then puts his flannel back on and begins to dry the wound. After he finishes he pulls out a roll of gauze tape/bandages and begins to wrap her leg. After this, he puts a bit more alcohol onto the rag and cleans her forehead. After cleaning the forehead, he wraps her head and pulls out a smaller bandage. He places it onto her lip and picks her up. Dimitri walks over to the wall, and puts her down, propping her up so she is no longer in her own blood.
"Are you feeling any better? Do you know what happened? Is there anything else I can do?" Dimitri sits down crossed leg besides the girl, his Russian accent not hidden whatsoever as he asks her.
Shana woke up shortly after, and looked up at the person. She turned away, and coughed. "I- I think im fine... I just need to get home, but I cant walk on my left leg..." She answers. She felt pathetic for requesting help, but she didn't have any other choise. After all, the person bound up her leg and her forhead. She takes away the small bit of bandage that was on her lip.
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Dimitri rubs his head and sighs. "Uh... I guess I can carry you home. But I don't have all day, where do you live?" Dimitri stands up and picks the girl up, holding her in his arms. A cut across his face is clearly visible and he looks down at the girls face, noting the damage that was done, even through the bandages. "You really got messed up."
"I suppose..." Shana didn't want to talk about it, as she didn't want to risk saying something she shouldn't. She sighs. "My apartment is right over there. And why dont you have time? I suppose your on work or something?" She looks forward in the direction of her apartment. At the moment the only thing she wanted was to get home, get some new clothes and some painkillers. She sighs. "Thank you for helping me instead of just standing and staring like those idiots over there." She noticed the cut, but decided to let it wait, at least for now.
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The man who answered Davids question left to take care of the bleeding girl as David remembered the fact that he had no reason to be here. He wasn't a dectective anymore. David walks to the coffee house that he was orgionaly going to go before he got distracted by the communtion. I need to get a dectitive job again, he thought as he waited in line for coffee. When he makes it to the counter, he orders a medium cup of coffee and a newspaper. David then goes to the table and sips his steaming coffee while reading on recent criminal activity. "Sure are a lot of murders here," he thought aloud. "Bet they need more homicide dectives." David finishes his coffee and gets a taxi to take him to the police department.
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Dimitri nods and walks in the direction of her home. "Recently someone dear to me was murdered, and I am guessing it has to due with the current string of murders. So, I am working with someone, hoping that I can find out who did it and have him or her arrested." As Dimitri nears the apartment he speeds up a bit. "Is there anything else I can do for you while I am here?"
"Oh, im sorry." Shana responds. As they reach the apartment she types the key-code to the door and slides a card. The door opens itself. "There's nothing more you need to do. Thank you." She gets out of his arms and stands up in front of him, trying to ignore how much taller than her he was. There was no point in trying to strangle him to death just in case she said anything of any value, and besides that. she didn't realy want to see the friendly man she suspcted to be from Russia dead. She takes her wallet out of a pocket, and starts looking though it. She takes out about 1000$ and lay them in the man's palm. "Thank you." She walks over to the elevator with slightly clumsy steps and press the button.
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Kirill opened the door, holding a box full of medicine in his hand, but the street was empty. Not that he was surprised much. "Idiots." he murmered before noticing a man that decided "to help" the woman. Is he a braindead idiot, thought Kirill as he saw the man let his suspect go. Then, to his disappontment he saw that the woman gave the man a pile of money. Kirill spat on the ground and started walking back to his flat. Right, this guy wasn't a braindead idiot. He was a corrupted *****, Kirill thought, as the elevator got him up to his flat. Then he left the elevator as the doors opened and quickly opened the doors of his flat. Within few seconds he dropped the medbox in it's proper location.
Kirill poured some water into the electric kettle, switched it on and walked towards the windows. He wondered, what would happen next? Nothing good, apparently. And he still has no clues about the kidnapping.
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Dimitri looks down at the money and raises an eyebrow. He puts his arm in the elevators doorway and drops the money in the girls hand. "No thank you." He turns around and makes his way back to Rachel's own apartment. Once he gets there, he enters back inside and walks back into the kitchen. Dimitri takes another sip of tea and looks at her. "Alright, what now?" He asks, his accent thickening around the last two words.
"I dont realy need them. I could make this about of money in a matter of seconds if I wanted anyways, but of course, im not going to force you." Shana takes the money back into her pocket as she watches the man leave. She shrugs as the elevator reach the top floor. She walks over to the door to her apartment, and unlocks it. She walks inside, takes off her shoes in a big struggle, and takes off her coat as well. "I suppose a few new bandages wouldn't be way too stupid..." She muttered to herself. She walks over to the bathroom, and open a shelf. It was filled with diferent medicines and such. She takes a roll of bandage and some cotton alongside with some medical alcohol. She took off the bandages the man used. They where allready rather soaked. She threw them in the garbidge-can, and cleanedthe wound on her forhead agasin just to make sure it was acctualy clean. She took off the bandage on her leg as well, and in a big struggle, her pants. She cleans the wound, and puts on a new bandage. She sighs, and takes a few painkillers as well. She puts on a morning-coat as well as she didn't want her leg to be covered. She would might put on a skirt later, but no pants as usual. She walks over to the living-room, and picks up her laptop.
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David walked into the small lobby. His landlord said "David, your rents due in five days. You better pay it this time or I will kick you out." Just another reason to get a job, he thought as he walked out. "I'll get a job soon." His destination was a coffee shop across the street, but that quickly changed as he noticed the communtion. His natrual instinct, as a detective, was to investigate. David didn't have any legal right to investigate, but he wasn't thinking about that at the time. He walked over and said "Move over," as he pushed through the crowd.
The first things he saw was a man standing over a bloody woman near an alley. He walked to the man and said "What happened here?"
"Come on, I'll take you with me and give your leg and wounds proper treatments." Kirill said, extending his hand to the woman on the ground. He knew that she is trapped. If it's not her blood, and it's really not her blood, going to the actual hospital won't save her - medics would notice this instantly and police would be here. If she rejects his offer, she would draw suspicions on her. And if she would accept, he would interrogate her. Brilliant case, Holmes.
She set her empty cup of tea on the table and pointed out to Dimitri, "I wonder what all that rukus is about." She was half hoping Dimitri would what to go outside ao they could examine it. Rachel wanted to at least see the face of the victim.
<- Please. ._.
However, the facts stacked in two directions. There was a kill. But she was hurt very damn well. And this means that she was fighting as well, she was able to fight, or someone helped her. Just probably. He didn't see her body (not in this way, perverts!) to judge her physical state. This won't take for long, however. The woman got up and held his shoulder - probably to avoid getting hurt on her "damaged" leg. Could she be acting? Anything could happen. From the first impression Kirill finally made a deduction - a case of very, very big abuse of self defense. Someone jumped on her, tried to attack. But she (At this point Kirill realised that he might need to find out the name of the woman) had a skill or a painful item, probably both, and thus, she killed someone, probably from fear. Now, she might be in the state of shock and thus acts like that.
No way he is letting her home yet, however.
"Lady, I just simply can't let you go home." he said and after a short walk, he continued at the low tone "Believe me, I am not the kind of detective that actually cares for this buerocracy. I am a freelancer. I'll be honest with you - from what I have seen, I am fairly sure you are a killer. But I am fairly sure that you were defending yourself, and in my moral book it's a pretty damn good excuse." At this point Kirill even thought if he actually would try to interrogate the woman. Probably not. She was right if she killed an attacker. And he has no time for solving a long case. "I'll get you near my appartment, to give you proper health care. Believe me, I got some knowledge in field medicine and a full medkit of great stuff, and I am not sure in safety of your place and fully unsure in quality of your medkit. Moreover, if you are involved in something more terrible" Kirill started his blind, yet cautonous step "you wouldn't want to give a detective the location of your house, am I right?"
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"Hey, can you hear me?" He asks as he begins to pour the alcohol onto the rag. "If you can... This will most likely really sting." He begins to clean the knife wound.
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Shana bites her teeth hard together as she feels the cold alcohol cleaning her wound. It felt worse than the pain itself, but she knew she would have to do this eventualy anyways. She sighs. "Just get over with it before I bleed to death..." She mutters. She look up in the mans eyes for a short moment. He looked slightly familliar, but not a person she had any conections to in any way though. It just felt like she had seen him before. She looks away from him after a short while, and looks arround at all the people that had gathered. She was bathing in her own blood, so it was not way to suprising realy. She feels her vision gets more and more blurry, and eventualy she pass out.
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"Are you feeling any better? Do you know what happened? Is there anything else I can do?" Dimitri sits down crossed leg besides the girl, his Russian accent not hidden whatsoever as he asks her.
((Sorry for the short post.))
Kirill opened the door, holding a box full of medicine in his hand, but the street was empty. Not that he was surprised much. "Idiots." he murmered before noticing a man that decided "to help" the woman. Is he a braindead idiot, thought Kirill as he saw the man let his suspect go. Then, to his disappontment he saw that the woman gave the man a pile of money. Kirill spat on the ground and started walking back to his flat. Right, this guy wasn't a braindead idiot. He was a corrupted *****, Kirill thought, as the elevator got him up to his flat. Then he left the elevator as the doors opened and quickly opened the doors of his flat. Within few seconds he dropped the medbox in it's proper location.
Kirill poured some water into the electric kettle, switched it on and walked towards the windows. He wondered, what would happen next? Nothing good, apparently. And he still has no clues about the kidnapping.