ShuriyuCSI
Judge
Re: Murder at the Convention: ALL CSI:'s (An RP)
(Mwaha! I'm making a few assumptions here.)
Detective Flack stood in a overhanging balcony with the lecture room, scanning the slowly building crowd below. He recognized his friends from New York, chuckling to note that Hawkes hadn't gone to his room yet. The poor guy would be hurting tomorrow after dragging around that bag.
Flack was pretty much dressed in another suit like a few of the supervisors and others in the room giving presentations, though this one was a plain black and white one with a skinny black tie. They told him when he took the assignment he'd be undercover at this convention, but he felt more like an agent or a security guard with the transmitter around his wrist and the earphone in his ear. Well, the last thing he would do would be to get caught wearing a woman's dress and wig. He was too tall for that, anyways.
(Mwaha! I'm making a few assumptions here.)
Detective Flack stood in a overhanging balcony with the lecture room, scanning the slowly building crowd below. He recognized his friends from New York, chuckling to note that Hawkes hadn't gone to his room yet. The poor guy would be hurting tomorrow after dragging around that bag.
Flack was pretty much dressed in another suit like a few of the supervisors and others in the room giving presentations, though this one was a plain black and white one with a skinny black tie. They told him when he took the assignment he'd be undercover at this convention, but he felt more like an agent or a security guard with the transmitter around his wrist and the earphone in his ear. Well, the last thing he would do would be to get caught wearing a woman's dress and wig. He was too tall for that, anyways.