Post by The Enforcer on Dec 30, 2012 0:59:49 GMT -5
In the heart of Piltover, at the deepest point of the city, lies the infamous Piltover Law Offices. All the minor law enforcers can be found there, scurrying in and out as they took orders from their superiors. A rarer sight, however, is that of Vi.
Born and raised in the underbelly of Piltover, she still prefers to be there, even if she works with Caitlyn now. Although she'll come out to play when there's a fight around or a criminal to chase, you're most likely to find her wandering some side street, not much more than a few blocks from the actual offices themselves, in case there was an important message for her.
((Oi. You. Yeah, you, with the face. You need me? Well, too bad, I'm stickin' here for now. I'm not answering to anyone but myself and Caitlyn, and even then, there's things I'd rather be doing than listening to her. Have a problem that you need the law of Piltover on your side for? Caitlyn may not be around quite yet, but I'm at least willing to bend a few of the rules. Come calling here if you need anything a bit under the table.))
((Also, you know what? I'll even let you mess around a bit. Just don't do anything illegal if you know what's good for you; smeared lawbreakers make good gauntlet lubricant.))
Post by sheriffcaitlyn on Dec 31, 2012 3:15:03 GMT -5
The sound of heels clicking on the cobblestones could be heard with every step. A purple top hat bobbed into view as Caitlyn peered around one of the side streets. She let out an exasperated sigh, "The things I have to do to find Vi..."
The Sheriff knelt down, looking for clues of Vi's presence, then walked away once more, attempting to find her wayward enforcer.
Post by The Cardmaster on Dec 31, 2012 19:02:12 GMT -5
Twisted Fate used the side streets of Piltover as his main method of getting around the city. The reasoning behind such methods is well...the last thing he needed was the police on his tail when he was just trying to get around. If anyone were to see the Cardmaster...well he still had that bounty on his head. And he knew Caitlyn would just love to catch him.
Within these side streets he caught a gilmpse of Vi. He thought it odd, but given the little criminal background he knew about her...she would be far more approachable than Caitlyn. Maybe this was Destiny's way to get him to interact...there may of course be great benefits. So he called out to her, "Well if it ain't the new girl among the legends. What are ya' doin' snoopin' around these here alleys?" As any polite southern gentlemen would he tipped his hat to her once she turned to face him.
Post by The Enforcer on Jan 1, 2013 14:19:44 GMT -5
Vi turned to face Fate. Taking a defiant stance, she gave him a slightly mocking smile. "Well, why wouldn't I be here? I'm at home in the alleys, or didn't you read the League's report on me?"
Her smile turned into a smirk, and she leaned on a nearby wall. "You know, there's a bit of a bounty on your head, Fate...give me a good reason to not arrest you right now, or I'll give you five to stay put." She flexed her gauntlet to demonstrate her meaning.
The sound of breaking bones could be heard followed by a siffled scream of agony, Orianna stared at the wimpering human on the ground, his arm snapped out of place... "This is a fun game."
The ticking of her clockwork could be heard as she reachs back and turns the key causing her to twitch a little. She picked up the human, he was to horrified to scream as Orianna clicks her neck 180 degree's to look at the ball who made a few clicking sounds and sparked with electricity. Turning back to the human she clicks her head to the side, "The ball is, impatient. It wishes to play, on the fields." She breaks the humans neck and drops him to the floor before walking away, stating simply to the ball who floated beside her. "That was fun."
Having no DNA to speak of, evidence to show it was Orianna would be almost impossible to come by. The human male who was around the age of 30 had a broken arm, broken leg and a snapped neck. Yet the skin had somehow not been broken meaning there would be no blood.
Last Edit: Jan 1, 2013 14:39:43 GMT -5 by askorianna
Post by sheriffcaitlyn on Jan 1, 2013 15:48:52 GMT -5
Caitlyn weaved through the familiar side streets until she came across a corpse. The sheriff knelt down and muttered aloud to herself, deciphering what she could from initial sight. "Male, late twenties to early thirties, broken arm, most likely broken leg, neck may be broken, can only guess the cause of death at the moment. I don't want to move the scene, can't do proper investigating yet...I need the next available officer."
The sheriff slid her rifle off her shoulder, unloaded the magazine clip and reached behind her. A fanny pack was strapped to her belt and rested snugly on her waist. She unzipped it, showing that the interior of the pack was solid and had several types of bullets resting in them. One of them looked like a miniature rocket, another was a wicked looking hooked bullet, the third bullet she took out that had a flat head. She hand loaded the bullet into her rifle, zipped the pack back up, and aimed to the sky.
The result of the shot was a short, sharp explosion of purple sparkles. It was loud enough to be heard for half a mile, meaning anyone close by would easily hear it, and if they looked up, would see it.
Vi turned to face Fate. Taking a defiant stance, she gave him a slightly mocking smile. "Well, why wouldn't I be here? I'm at home in the alleys, or didn't you read the League's report on me?"
Her smile turned into a smirk, and she leaned on a nearby wall. "You know, there's a bit of a bounty on your head, Fate...give me a good reason to not arrest you right now, or I'll give you five to stay put." She flexed her gauntlet to demonstrate her meaning.
"Ah skimmed through it, Ah knew ya' had a little criminal background in ya'." Twisted Fate said, and he chuckled at her next statement. "Why cheri, Ah'm hurt ya' would say such a thing. But Ah figured ya' could let me go cause' Ah seem ta' give Caitlyn, or cupcake as ya' like ta' call her, such a headache. Considerin' how Ah always slip out of her fingers. Would ya' hate ta' end such a spectacle? Especially before the next big act! Ah guarantee it will lead ta' quite the show, but ya’ would have ta’ at the station ta’ see it. Then again ya’ could stop by later n’ ask Caitlyn if she received any gifts.”
Twisted Fate laughed at a scheme that he would not reveal to the enforcer. "Well Ah'd also imagine that these streets are safer n' cleaner on due ta' yer' efforts more then Caitlyn. Though Ah have ta' ask, why do ya' always wear yer' gauntlets. They're rather distractin' when Ah'd rather be lookin' ta somethin' else." The Cardmaster did not know where that little flirt would lead him...but that was the point of the game.
Post by The Enforcer on Jan 1, 2013 22:12:31 GMT -5
Vi thought for a moment. "Well, that's a good enough reason, and--"
She paused for a moment after Fate made his flirtacious quip. "You know what I said about a good enough reason?"
She picked him up by the collar and rose her fist to punch him, but then, in the distance, heard a loud crack. Looking up and away from Fate, she saw the pink flare. Sighing heavily, she chucked Fate away. With a quick glare, sneer, and spit, she leaped away, clambering over the walls of Piltover in the general direction of the flare.
In a couple of minutes, she came to a stop near Caitlyn. Blowing the hair out of her face, she gave her a slightly mocking smile. "What's wrong, cupcake?" She looked around for a moment before noticing the dead body on the floor. She dropped her facade and crouched besides the body.
Post by sheriffcaitlyn on Jan 1, 2013 22:41:46 GMT -5
The sheriff let out an exasperated sigh at the mention of the nickname. "Don't call me cupcake, we're on duty, and quite. That is why I'm asking you to bring some officers and forensics. I also want you prepared for crowd control for when you return. Leave the way you came so you don't contaminate the scene any more than you and I already have. I would also like you to have someone bring a camera and all of the equipment needed as per regulations, and I want you to personally bring me a pad and pencil."
Caitlyn crouched down, her skirt pulling up to show her modest shorts that she wore underneath, much to the dismay of most men. She drummed her fingers, trying to think of something. No blood, it was a hot day, footprints would be hard to find. Fingerprints would be her best bet at the moment, and the way he was running meant that the one chasing him had not only managed to catch up, but to cut him off completely from his intended exit.
"...Vi. Without touching anything, quick, observation: What do you see that's off?"
Last Edit: Jan 1, 2013 22:42:20 GMT -5 by askorianna
Post by The Enforcer on Jan 1, 2013 23:47:26 GMT -5
Vi crossed her arms. "Well, for one, he's dead." She didn't move, although her short hopping movements from side to side showed her agitation from standing still. "Another is no blood. But that's it for now. Investigation is for the likes of cupcakes. So, I'll just be off, and maybe I'll bring back a spot of tea."
Before Cait could take offense, Vi rushed off in the way she came, going to fetch the crime team.
Post by The Cardmaster on Jan 2, 2013 0:42:53 GMT -5
Twisted Fate smiled...until she had him by the collar. But it seemed to be his lucky day as she was distracted by a crackling sound. While he did not apperciate getting tossed away like a sack of potatoes...it got him out of a beating. He merely smiled and walked away whistling..knowing their next encounter may end with a chase.
Post by sheriffcaitlyn on Jan 2, 2013 1:14:15 GMT -5
Caitlyn sighed and bowed her head. She was going to explain more, but there was absolutely no blood. That meant the man didn't retaliate. So there was a chance he knew the attacker and he didn't retaliate. He wasn't stabbed to death, or shot, or anything that telling. His arm was broken, meaning his assailant was strong. He must have tried fighting back, out of instinct, yet...No blood. When a rat is cornered, they fight to the death. HIs leg was broken, showing that he may have offered more resistance which got his leg broken. There were too many things off about this scene. She wouldn't move the corpse until the crime team arrived. She scanned the area about her, trying to see something. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong, she could feel it.
"...Where are the foot prints?"
Caitlyn's eyes flicked about. She stood up and leaned over the man, trying to see where the attacker would have been. It was a side street, rarely cleaned, meaning that chances were that footprints would be there. She could barely make out the shape, but she could swear it resembled...a ballerina's shoe? That made no sense. It would be much more pronounced, and she could only see the tip of the where the toes should be, and the back of the heel. How someone could walk so perfectly and gracefully was inhuman.
Caitlyn would have to sit and wait for the rest of the team to come before she could do a more thorough investigation.
((Yay for stomping police officers coming from the opposite end and erasing the footprints!!))
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