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This is a detective roleplay.

A small band of two detectives are searching for clues. A series of murders; each becoming more horrifying after the next; lead up to one shocking realization.

There is a traitor in their midst.

Biography Format

Name:
Gender:
Age:
Personality:
Description:
Extra:

My Character(s)

Name: Rita Mollarkey
Gender: Female
Age: Late twenties, early thirties
Personality: Rita appears to be friendly and trusting, though she is serious and down to business when it comes to her job. She is great at manipluating and decieving, though she hides it with, surpirse, lies and even more deception. She is cunning and independent.
Description: Rita has shoulder length, dark brown hair, almost black. She often wears it in a tight braid to keep it out of the way. She has dark green eyes, and a few freckles across the bridge of her nose. Her skin tone is a shade paler than usual, and she is tall and slim.
Extra: She has a fear of large bodies of water...though she never admits it.

The witnesses will be played as needed; I won't create a biography for them.

Name:Speacial Agent Sparrow McKain
Gender:Female
Age:27
Personality:wil reveal.
Description:Blue eyes, medium length reddish brown hair.She usually has her hair up in a bun or pony tail. She has an average build, but she has a very toned body.
Extra:She is an ex-Marine with an honorable discharge.

Alright, then.

Would you like to start?

Sparrow McKain was sitting quietly at her desk in the main building of the detective agency she worked for, waiting for her partner Rita Mollarkey. She started getting board, so she pulled her gun out of its holster, took the clip out of it, and pretended to shoot her computer. She usually didnt act this unprofessional, but she was suffering from a sever lack of sleep due to a case that she had a few nights before.

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OOc:I wasnt sure wether or not Rita is a detective, but i figured because you said two detectives.

"You okay, Sparrow?" Rita asked, concern making her eyes narrow fractionally. "You look like walking death...you should really get some rest. I'll wait for any calls; just take a cat nap or something. You'll be delusional by the afternoon at this rate." Rita had actually been friends with her partner, Sparrow McKain, for several years before the job. She didn't usually refer to her in the professional way...but that didn't seem to bother Sparrow.

Sparrow looked over at her. "Youre probably right, but I dont want to be half asleep if we get a call" she said putting her gun away. She grabed her coffie and want to take a drink, only to find it emtpy. "Dog rammit!" she muttered under her breath. Sparrow had a thing for changing curse words and phreases into somthing appropriate and slightly funny.

Rita raised one eyebrow at the new phrase, a smile making one corner of her lip twitch upwards. "Dog rammit?" she repeated, amusement edging her voice. "I haven't heard that one before." She often teased Sparrow about her phrases...they were...interesting after all.

Her grin widening, Rita took the cup from Sparrow. "I'll go get you some coffee before you make me laugh," she teased, walking out of the room. She returned only a few minutes later, the scent of coffee wafting into the room. "Here," she said, placing the warm mug on her desk.

Sparrow looked into the cup, smelled it, and pullled two splenda packets from her desk. "Forking work coffe" she mumbled. Sparrow often got silly of irritable when she was tierd, but she always complained about the coffe at work. The only coffe she always loved was starbucks.

She tooks a couple drinks of her coffe and lay her head back on the back of the chair. She almost immidiatly fell fast alseep.

Rita grinned again. She knew Sparrow had to be exhausted; she needed the rest. She had been right to bring a cup without caffeine in it. A beeping sound form the computer made her grin fade, and curiousity glint in the depths of her eyes. She opened the e-mail; it had a red flag for priority. Regretfully, she shook Sparrow awake. "Sorry you didn't get to rest longer; looks like we have a case."

Sparrow sat up with a jerk. "Huh?!" she said as she glanced around. "How long was I out?" she said rubing her eyes.She grabed the coffe Rita had gotten her and sniffed it.'Yup, she got me decaf' she thought to herself, shaking her head.

"Not even a minute. Here, look at your e-mail. The one marked with the red flag. I'll go get you some coffee that will actually keep you awake," Rita said quickly. She grabbed Sparrow's cup again, and left the room. She returned in a minute, a steaming of of coffee in her right hand. She set it down on the desk.

OOc:Sorry about any spelling erors.
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Sparrow opened the message and read it:
'Agents Assigned:
McKain and Mollarkey
Short Breifing:
A Marines family was just
found murderd in their own
home; two kids, their mother(the Marine),
and the mothers brother.
Location:
72482 Gordan St.'

"Oh boy." she mutterd to herself.

"You should probably drink the coffee on the way, Sparrow. Sounds like we need to leave now; or atleast soon," Rita said, pulling on her coat. The wind was sure to be frigid; it was the dead of winter, after all.

Sparrow yeawned and grbed her jacket. She didn't bother putting it on till she got outside. "Son of a biscut eater!" she said as she steped outside, " its friggin cold as all holy heck!" She grabed the keys of the car out of her pocket and tossed them to Rita."I'm not safe to drive"

(Mind editing out the h***? I consider it cursing...sorry.)

"Can't argue with that," Rita murmured, grabbing the keys out of the frigid air. A biting wind swept over her, bringing a red flush to her cheeks and an angry look to her eyes. "Why can't it be nice, warm spring? Or better, summer! It's so, impossibly cold!" she grumbled as she slid into the car. The first thing she did after cranking the engines was turn the heat on.