[ OPEN ] OH. What's Occuring?

[holmes_fanatic]

Who: Your local forensics department, hospital staff, curious bystanders, others.
What: Scenario A: A regular day in the office (during a musical curse) | B: Out on the job.
When: A: Day 84 morning | B: Day 84 afternoon
Where: A: The forensics department office, third floor of the hospital attached to the laboratory. | An alleyway around a manhole in Odin district, close to the wall and the border with Thor.
Rating: PG13 for possible grisly details.

[two scenarios! I will post a scene-setting comment for both of them, please reply below the comment of the scenario you're taking part in, even if you're not replying directly to Conan. Thank you!

By the way, I encourage Forensics people to reply to both parts of the post, thread jack and jump around -- this is to get an idea of how our characters interact in their daily working lives! /o/]

Comments

[A]

[holmes_fanatic]

[The forensics department is all settled into their new office and have been for a few days now. The staffs desks are grouped into two islands of four desks in the middle of their brand new office and Conan and Senior Technician Analie Hagen's desks are at the front of the room, facing them. They've managed to assemble a creditable collection of reference books in the bookshelves from the hospital and frequent library trips, and the meeting room with chairs, whiteboard, projector etc. is beyond.

In reference to the strange trend of behaviour of the last couple of days, there is a large jar on the empty desk next to Conan. The label on it reads 'Staff Party Fund' and the sign next to it reads 'FINES: humming: 1 copper rune; humming the same song a second time: 2 copper runes, singing: 5 copper runes; trying to dance with your department head: 1 silver rune.

At the moment, the staff are free to pursue their own research. To keep themselves busy and prepare for future cases, Conan's decided that staff are free to pick a topic and as long as it is cleared by himself and Annalie (feel free to handwave!), characters are good to go with it. There's also a very tempting water cooler down the hall way, a vending machine opposite the stairs, files to request from the reception staff downstairs, the opportunity to run into a friend or acquaintance in the hall or the cafeteria.]

open to allll! \o/

[respectus]

[ came in today to file papers! and that's what he's doing-- filing away. since he's kind of an intern and all, he probably got slotted a good deal of the menial tasks that keep the place running. which is fine, because it's not like he minds. it keeps his hands from being idle.

... he also kind of took it upon himself to be the resident drinks guy. it's why he's probably coming up to your desk now. abruptly, and without ceremony-- ]

Got preferences for your coffee?

Re: open to allll! \o/

[holmes_fanatic]

[Conan's flipping through a book on higher brain functions, preoccupied with his own research so his reply is distracted.]

Black, no suga--

Ah! I'm just joking! Milk, please, Loewe-san!

[extraordinarymuse]

Hmm?

[Oh, right, Loewe. He's working as a sort of intern. Kate smiles.]

One cream, two sugars. Thanks. [She doesn't mean to sound like she's shrugging him off like that, if she even does. Just tired and busy. Which is completely her fault, but oh well.]

open to all

[attorneyatloud]

[Though Apollo has done some forensic work in the past, it wasn't exactly official--okay, it sort of was, but he's not officially a detective or forensic investigator. Ema would be a lot more suited to this than he is, although he knows a law background is invaluable for a forensic investigator, so he's not without his qualifications! He's determined to be a consummate professional about this, his new job.

To become the best investigator he can be, Apollo has taken to studying whatever he can about the subject. His desk is covered with books, and there is a Very Serious expression on his face as he reads them.

Occasionally, however, he gets up to file and straighten things around the office, as he has a great will to organize as well as to succeed!]

[holmes_fanatic]

Oh, that one was good! Especially the chapter on scene procedure!

[Looks like you've got a tiny boss stopping by to see what you're reading.]

[shellseamagic]

[ okay this thread is open. now is the door open, or does she need to knock? ]

[respectus]

[ well, looks like someone's working diligently. but for some reason, your look of concentration reminds him of a grimace of pain... yeah... ]

Been three hours. You gonna take a break?

this is totally not late. What are you talking about? >>;

[mybffmrhat]

[Oh hey big brother, what's up? You now have a teenage magician in your office.] Wow, isn't this professional!

OTA!

[extraordinarymuse]

While paperwork was never one of Kate's favorite things to do, if you see her at her desk, it looks like she's doing a lot of it. After talking it over with Conan and Annalie, they all came to the conclusion that some sort of protocol handbook should be created. Something where people can look to figure out what steps they should take in certain situations - like gloves at a crime scene, or how to properly bag evidence.

Kate knows her way around a crime scene, but she doesn't have all the answers. And she wants to have them, thus collecting and deciding what to put together and what to keep out, because while back home there were protocols for arrest and containment, taking fingerprints aren't necessary for this team when they don't have a database to go off of. She's making a list of everything to go over with Conan and Annalie when she's done collecting it, but until that point...yeah.

So at the moment she can be one of a few places: either at her desk, ruffling through papers and books and taking notes, walking back and forth from the book shelf to the desks, or sitting at her desk rubbing at her face because man does she strongly dislike paperwork. But it's her own project, she's going to get it done. There's just a lot of reading.

laaate but open

[judgmental]

[Yuri was understandably curious about the new department. Not only were they part of the slowly growing justice system he wanted to foster, but in the future, they might be investigating his own actions.

Not that he saw his actions as other than just, but even if they would be investigating him someday, he was nonetheless pleased in his own way.

He viewed the office with interest. As a judge, he was more than passingly familiar with forensic evidence, though he wasn't part of this aspect of the justice system himself.]

[holmes_fanatic]

Yuri-sensei! Welcome -- you've come to see how we're getting on?

[Conan's enthusiastic greeting is proof enough that he has no inkling of the thoughts going through Yuri's mind.]

We've got new staff members now!

[respectus]

[ being an intern, velige's just been shuffled off to do those menial filing tasks and whatnot. at the moment, he's categorizing these case files by order of relevance and doing that nifty recording thing when you walk in.

since he's the closest to the door, he'll look up. after a moment of quiet scrutiny, he'll speak up. ]

Here t'see the little boss?

[ since a lot of people have been dropping by recently-- ]

[B]

[holmes_fanatic]

[A scene exam is getting underway in Odin. Complaints about a persistent bad smell coming from a sewer in a mostly grey part of Odin, finally led to some investigation by the water department -- and then a hurried call to the forensics team. Outfitted in overalls borrowed from the water department the forensics team are standing by while Conan runs over the case.]

-- a hand was found in the sewer. From size it belonged to either a woman or a young man, though detailed analysis will take place at the lab. Our mission now is to search for the rest of the hand's owner, check the location for any clues and take statements from the residents. Any questions?

consider this OTA

[writeswrongs]

Castle had to see this for himself.

Beckett had told him that the forensics department in Asgard was run by a 7 year old, but he had thought she was making some kind of joke about the maturity of their captain. No. It was literally run by a 7 year old. Castle gawked at the boy and how the team just... listened to him. Not even Alexis was that smart when she was 7, and his daughter was pretty darn close to perfect in his opinion.

He received Beckett's message over the bracelet to come check out the team in action at the crime scene, but he was hanging back - mostly for her sake. She'd warned him not to make a scene.

[holmes_fanatic]

[It was halfway through answering questions and giving more detailed instructions about who would do what that Conan began to have the feeling of being watched. A quick glance confirmed this. Not someone he knew -- but to get there so soon, was he a resident of the Odin district or had a team member let him know? Only one way to find out. As the team dispersed to get to work on their separate tasks, Conan made his way over to the man.]

Ne ... do you live around here, Ojisan?

[extraordinarymuse]

Kate just finished up with an interview when she noticed Castle standing off to the side. She told him to stop by the crime scene, and he had expected him to come, but she hadn't yet had the chance to talk to Conan about getting Castle involved with the team. That meant he couldn't quite yet get inside the metaphorical tape. Yet. So instead she made her way over to him after thanking the person she had been interviewing.

"Castle." She checked her notebook for a moment, reviewing the 'facts' she had managed to collect before closing it. She smiled. "Glad you could make it."

opennnnn

[respectus]

[ and because he has no actual forensic experience, velige's probably shuffled off to doing the menial tasks again. moving equipment, doing crowd control and searching for any additional suspicious samples along the edge of the sewer grating-- the last of which he is doing right now.

he has gloves, cotton swaps, sample bags and a bottle of luminol that he's currently brandishing like a bottle of Febreeze. however, he isn't using it just yet, because it looks like something caught his eye.

putting down the bottle, he squints into the shadows of the sewer grates. turning to the nearest person-- ]

Ain't it look like somethin's wedged there?

[holmes_fanatic]

Conan's just finished giving instructions to the staff they've borrowed from the water department to move the supplies from the hospital into the tent, when Loewe's comment catches his attention and he crouches beside him, hand going to his glasses momentarily before he remembers that the zoom function won't work in Asgard.

"I think you're right. Annalie --"

But the Senior Technician is occupied. They could get the attention of one of the staff already in the sewer, or ...

Well, they did promise learning on the job. "You've read the handbook of basic scene protocol, right?"

totally ota! :3

[extraordinarymuse]

Kate is currently trying to get information from the people standing around the scene. She'd gotten the basics from Conan - hand in the sewer, either young man or woman, currently searching for rest of the body - but until the more detailed exam took place, that was all they had to go off of. Which means interviews, lots and lots of interviews, while the actual forensics team is doing the (literal) dirty work.

The natives aren't too helpful. No one seems to have noticed anyone having gone missing in the past month or so. But she's asking everyone, anyway, because that's how she was trained. "And you don't remember anything? Anyone who just stopped being around anytime in the past month or so?" It's frustrating, yes, but it's cop work. She started off at the bottom back in NYC, she can do it here.

And since there aren't any cops to actually patrol the scene, she finds herself doing a lot of shuffling of people. Please stand back, this is a crime scene, please take a step back. The last thing they need is someone else falling down into that manhole.

[holmes_fanatic]

There's a clearing of a throat as Annalie comes to stand beside Beckett. For an until recently grey citizen, Annalie has a lot of presence. She's tall, with an arresting figure and she usually manages to get what she wants just by sheer intimidation factor (consciously or not). Annalie approves of Beckett's approach to her work however, so she greets the other woman with a smile.

"I'll take over for you here," she said. "The kid wants a word with you in the tent."

They've managed to get the tent fully set up now and there's two tables inside, one for staff to work at, the other for their ... decidedly grisly finds. Conan's studying a rather ... foul looking ... thing ... when Beckett joins him, the smell speaking for itself.

OTA

[damnidjits]

[Bobby also got wind of such news, so he hurries over to investigate. A handgun is tucked into the back of his jeans, just in case.

He heads over to Conan as soon as he spots him.]

Damn kids always pokin' their noses where they shouldn't.

[It's said jokingly, since he had expected to run into Conan here, and he honestly would be surprised to not find the pint-sized detective involved in some way.]

[holmes_fanatic]

Geez, another adult who thinks he can tell us what to do!

[Conan's teasing greeting doesn't hide that he's pleased to see Bobby. On top of the time that's passed in Asgard itself, he spent three weeks of mental time back in Tokyo. It feels like he hasn't seen the older man in ages.

It's also quite a relief to have an excuse to move away from the manhole's strong smell of putrifaction.]

Did you hear about this case or did you smell it?

OTA

[thawing]

[In the background there's a creepy, small, skinny girl standing and smoking a cigarette. Her stare is a bit unnerving but her eye never wavers from the crime scene. She's making a photograph of it.

Lisbeth hadn't wanted to get involved in the first place, Armansky had always told her she was crap when it came to interacting with people and asked her to work from home. But this was interesting to her and she figured if anything could preoccupy her it was figuring out a murder by herself. For fun. But that meant legwork and being in public - she didn't mind either but she'd rather be holed up in her apartment with a computer.]

[holmes_fanatic]

[It's not until he's dismissed the team to their various tasks and is coming up from the sewer for a much needed airbreak that Conan realises that something is off. It takes him another moment to realise why. The smell of tobacco is rare enough in Asgard that he noted the woman at the back of the crowd, even if he didn't register. Now the crowd has thinned but she's still there.

Conan's turned interviewing over to Beckett to lead (how many people are going to want to be interviewed by a seven-year-old after all?) but he's curious enough to approach her himself.]

Excuse me, Oneechan! Do you live around here?