The muscles contort, twisting, stretching... His bones snapping under the pressure only to reform where needed. Flesh tears and skin is shredded. Teeth and nails fall from their places landing into the pile of disgusting slick, slime covered furry flesh. The long pink tail detaches itself, blood trickles from the wound for a few moments before the soft pink skin knits itself back together.
The naked human male stands just under six feet tall, his muscular back cracking loudly as the spine moves back into place. His newly formed muscles ache as he moves them, testing to make sure they functioned as intended. Soon the ache leaves his body, his chisled jaw line moves as he tests his jaw, perfect lips curl into a smile. Running a hand through his short wavey brown hair he lets out a raspy sigh. Perfect, just... Perfect.
His newly formed dark blue eyes search about the near pitch black room he was in, various pieces of technology were lined neatly around the room, most in display cases so the visiting children couldn't touch. In the dark he could almost hear the humming of the various security devices protecting the dangerous tech. However, he knew what he was looking for. He knew just what could catch HER eye. Something dangerous... Something that would make the officials panic and call HER without hesitation.
He had made sure he had taking this form infront of the display case of his chosen item as to avoid the defenses. It was a large smooth silver metal staff, a claw made of the same metal with a black crystal held within. Capable of sending out large pulses of disruptive energy that could break down matter making it look as though it was reduced to literally nothing... In fact, it transports the matter elsewhere, towards the staves twin should it also be activated.
The alarms had gone off as soon as the glass broke, the Piltoverian security forces and mechanisms reacted instantly, the whole place was placed on lock down. Massive metal hextech augmented bars securing every exit, plasmid shields overlapping the other display cases and exits, capable of paralysing anyone stupid enough to touch it. There was no evidence of who had stolen the staff, save for a small brown card card in place of the staff within the broken display case. A warning, the next heist would also be within Piltover.
Post by The Enforcer on Mar 25, 2013 22:30:49 GMT -5
Vi rushed into the crime scene, pushing aside the officers on duty. Making her way to the site of the actual crime, she stood carefully; if she messed something up, it would not be the first time Caitlyn would have her hide. Taking a deep breath, she leaned on a nearby pedestal; she'd had to sprint from the station, and the rooftops had been too crowded together to do her normal mode of transport, i.e. leaping across town.
As she leaned on the pedestal, it tipped over, falling to the floor with a loud 'THUMP.' She cringed as it hit another pedestal, knocking off some weapon that was probably priceless to the floor. Luckily, whatever it was didn't go off...she thought...but everyone in the room was still looking at her. Whistling awkwardly, she took a few steps back from the crime scene, looking for an intern to blame the accident on.
Post by Lyalla "Raven" Tronei on Mar 28, 2013 7:22:40 GMT -5
Caitlyn would walk into the crime scene, looking over at Vi, beckoning her over to Caitlyn. She would walk over to the glass case that was broken, and look down at the card. Caitlyn would pick it up, clenching her teeth. "Dammit, C..." She crumpled the paper into her hand, turning to face Vi. "Care to give me a quick rundown? Much wasn't told to me besides C was likely involved."
Post by The Enforcer on Mar 28, 2013 18:55:30 GMT -5
Vi shook her head in confusion. "Well, that actually sums it up pretty well. We don't know how he got in, we don't know how he got out or if he even DID get out, and some moron - probably the coffee guy - knocked over one of the stands and may have ruined some evidence. We haven't brushed for prints, but judging what you've told me about the guy..." Vi paused.
"He took something pretty big-scale this time. Do you think he's going to go...you know..." she looked around to make sure no one was listening too closely. "...well, commit some REALLY serious crimes? Like murder or something?" She hoped Caitlyn would say no.
Post by The Defender of Tomorrow on Mar 28, 2013 23:01:36 GMT -5
Outside the crime scene, a small crowd of citizens were standing; some were craning their heads to look, others looking around for answers. They were blocked by a long line of police tape, and a few guards walking around.
Jayce pushed to the front, hoping to get a good look of what happened. There were no signs of the officers anywhere, so he presumed they would be at the scene. He beckoned to one of the guards to come over.
"Excuse me, good sir, what exactly has happened here? Are the officers inside?"[/color][/size]
"Ah, hello Mr. Jayce. The officers are investigating a heist, and you are not allowed to enter at this time."
"Alright. I'll just wait here then, I want to ask them about it."[/color][/size]
The dark eyes glinted in the shadows. They watched intently as they began to survey the scene, no DNA, no finger prints not even a speck of dust was out of place. Only the display case had been touched, smashed and inside where the staff had been was a small card with an ornate C in beautiful hand writing. It was as though who ever had taken it simply appeared within the museum, took the staff and disappeared...
The eyes watched the pink haired one for a few moments, the way she talked and moved was revolting. Disgusting. She was no woman. She was just a brute it seemed. But even brutes had their uses.
Caitlyn however, they way she held herself, how she moved, how she spoke and how her blue eyes pierced all they looked at, they saw past what was there and saw deeper into the clues. It excited him. Not in some sick sexual way, but in a deeper more meaningful way.
Post by Lyalla "Raven" Tronei on Apr 1, 2013 10:22:28 GMT -5
Caitlyn would twitch, frustrated with the incompetence of the others on the scene before her, and then she spotted Jayce, and she clench her fists. "I don't need god damn incompetents who don't do police work right now."
She would nod at Vi, clenching her teeth. "We need to stop him, I don't want him to continue his stealing spree. I don't think he'll be one to kill, though...too dirty to clean up, really." She would then look over at Jayce, then back at Vi. "Give me a moment."
Caitlyn would walk up to Jayce, her face incredibly red with anger. "And just what the HELL do you think you're doing here, Jayce?! This is serious police work here, not some swinging your hammer around and trying to look cool thing."
Post by The Defender of Tomorrow on Apr 3, 2013 4:19:12 GMT -5
"Hehe, that was kind of what I was hoping for... Maybe not. I just want to know what's going on, then I'll go. Must've been a huge fuss for so many people to be here."
Jayce smiled jokingly, before setting his hammer on the ground, leaning against it. He tripped once, regaining composure soon after.
Post by Lyalla "Raven" Tronei on Apr 3, 2013 7:13:28 GMT -5
Caitlyn would twitch for a moment, she was NOT in the mood for fooling around, and she raised her voice to a yell. "GET. THE. HELL. OUT." She breathed in deeply, trying to calm herself a bit. "This is police work, Jayce, we don't need you as a distraction and possibly screwing up this case."
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