[ 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

[respectus]

Bribery, huh.

Think that's worth at least three coins in the jar.

[holmes_fanatic]

Loewe-kun's too suspicious! Or he's really looking forward to a staff party.

[respectus]

And you aren't?

[holmes_fanatic]

Not to the extent of singing or bribery.

[respectus]

Stiff morals you've got there.

[holmes_fanatic]

Naturally. [And if you ever hear Conan's singing voice, you'll know why.]

[respectus]

If you're gonna run to the restaurant, you might not get back in time. [ guess karaoke's out. ]

[holmes_fanatic]

That's what's called a 'business lunch.'

[respectus]

[ touche ] It's going on the expense list, huh.

[ the accountants are going to raise an eyebrow when they see the expenses this quarter... ]

[holmes_fanatic]

If I did that, there'd be no money for books.

[Priorities, Loewe.]

[respectus]

[ just. one raised eyebrow. ]

[respectus]

Well, you do what you have to do.

[ you run the department, after all, little boss. as he's passing the desk, he flicks the jar with a ping. ]

Three coins.

[ yep. and back to filing-- ]