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Post by Harvey Dent on Aug 27, 2008 19:50:03 GMT -5
((*doink doink*))
*Harvey had started a pile of cases on his desk and was sorting through them as logically as he could manage. Apparently there were a lot of criminals in Paris. It's a good thing he got here when he did.*
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Post by vaughn on Aug 27, 2008 19:52:55 GMT -5
A lone figure in a white suit (damn her poor fashion tastes) walked through the hall, until she'd walked past Dent's office.
Walking backwards, she stuck her face as close as possible to the little window in the door, her eyes spying on Harvey like a chipmunk.
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Post by Harvey Dent on Aug 27, 2008 19:58:06 GMT -5
*Harvey didn't notice the face in the window, flipping through some of the files that he'd picked up from Smecker's protege. There was some interesting stuff afoot, even if it hadn't come together yet. He turned the page. Not that he would have paid much mind if he had seen her, as it was a busy building, with police officers, investigators and lawyers at all hours of the day.*
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Post by vaughn on Aug 27, 2008 20:05:38 GMT -5
Nadia finally rapped on Harv's door a bit, before inviting herself in.
She opened her mouth, and her voice came out.
Mind you, it's at so high a register that schoolgirls and Japanese voice actresses don't even compare.
"HeyhaveyouseenaIdon'tknowwhereitisandIthoughtyoumightknowbecausehejustpassedherebyyourdoorandyaddayaddayadda"-
It made sense. After a while. Something vaguely disturbing indicated that this was the way she normally talked, and had to habitually slow herself down to seem normal.
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Post by Harvey Dent on Aug 27, 2008 20:08:33 GMT -5
*Harvey looked up, planning to answer the door but froze half-standing as the...well, vision in a white suit started babbling at him in a painful tone. He managed a small, but friendly, smile as he lifted his hands to calm her.*
"You're looking...for what?"
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Post by vaughn on Aug 27, 2008 20:15:04 GMT -5
((LOL. Nadia's appearance is VERY little-girlish, with a flat chest and a short stature and narrow hips and freckles and big glasses and curly hair. It fits. XD))
"An armless, leglessdetective mister. She was supposedto return to- to our people severalhoursago, and she hasn't givenus any note of what happened."
She held up the broken remains of a cellular speaking device.
"Foundthis in the hallway and I must say she has quite a few thorns after her skin."
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Post by Harvey Dent on Aug 27, 2008 20:17:55 GMT -5
*Was Crane sending his patients to him to get back at him? That seemed an odd tactic. But rather effective. Harvey shook his head slowly.*
"I'm sorry, Miss. But I don't know any detective here that would match that particular description. Did you come here with someone else?"
*He smiled hopefully.*
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Post by vaughn on Aug 27, 2008 20:26:30 GMT -5
Nadia fumbled in her purse for a picture, coming up with a blonde woman who was missing three limbs.
"Was an investigator I was meeting up with. It's- it's I can't say much, but it's about a recently-caught serial rapist. Guy smelled kinda like rancid turkey... my buddy here went outside to smoke or something and now she hasn't turned up in two fecking hours..."
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Post by Harvey Dent on Aug 27, 2008 20:28:48 GMT -5
*Harvey looked sympathetic.*
"I'm sorry, Miss. Truly I am. But I've never seen that woman. Perhaps Agent Smecker might be able to help you. His office is right down the hall. He should be more familiar with the detectives on staff."
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