Re: Post it stuck to Murphy's computerlieu_murphyFebruary 18 2008, 00:03:23 UTC
She takes the coffee and gestures to the other chair in her cubical with her free hand before leaning back. "I tried to arrest a suspect yesterday who could... conjure fire."
She peels back the little cut out on the lid and blows on the coffee, "The kid ruined my favorite jacket, took my handcuffs too but someone told me the kid was a pyrokenetic. I have no idea what that means. I can't figure out how the kid did it either. I know he had some sort of rigging on his wrists though."
Re: Post it stuck to Murphy's computerlieu_murphyFebruary 18 2008, 00:16:30 UTC
"John Allerdyce. A New Yorker, currently, but he got away and some people are worried he'll come back here." Murphy picks up the file she got from the NYPD with the kid's record, letting the "for me" hang. It didn't need to be said in her opinion.
"He burned down a police station, came right out and bragged about it to me." She continues, "If he's just a pyro, he's a pyro with the most advanced set up I've ever seen."
Re: Post it stuck to Murphy's computerlieu_murphyFebruary 18 2008, 00:35:26 UTC
One of Murphy's eyebrows rose, "When did you become a profiler, Harry?"
"I threw out my jacket, no reason to keep it. He got away with my cuffs." She pauses for a second, then shrugs, "All I've got left is the burn he gave me. I didn't exactly have time to collect anything from him."
Re: Post it stuck to Murphy's computerlieu_murphyFebruary 18 2008, 00:44:31 UTC
Murphy shooed him with a hand, "Relax, I'm fine. No need to be so close."
She took her suit jacket off, then started to roll up her right sleeve. She stopped at her elbow, holding up her arm and showing Harry the gauze pad taped over the burn, "It's not bad, it got through the jacket there though. And my shirt."
Re: Post it stuck to Murphy's computerlieu_murphyFebruary 18 2008, 00:55:47 UTC
"It's worse than it looks." Murphy muttered, never quite sure what to do about people worrying over her. She rolls her eyes at Harry, "The last time you told me to do that at least you brought me pie."
She jerks her arm back, cursing under her breath, "Ouch, damn it, Harry, watch your feet, would you?" She glares at him as he leaves, still muttering and rolling her sleeve back down.
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She peels back the little cut out on the lid and blows on the coffee, "The kid ruined my favorite jacket, took my handcuffs too but someone told me the kid was a pyrokenetic. I have no idea what that means. I can't figure out how the kid did it either. I know he had some sort of rigging on his wrists though."
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"He burned down a police station, came right out and bragged about it to me." She continues, "If he's just a pyro, he's a pyro with the most advanced set up I've ever seen."
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She gives him a droll look, "Gee, could be because I tried to arrest him and he hates cop."
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"I threw out my jacket, no reason to keep it. He got away with my cuffs." She pauses for a second, then shrugs, "All I've got left is the burn he gave me. I didn't exactly have time to collect anything from him."
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She took her suit jacket off, then started to roll up her right sleeve. She stopped at her elbow, holding up her arm and showing Harry the gauze pad taped over the burn, "It's not bad, it got through the jacket there though. And my shirt."
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She jerks her arm back, cursing under her breath, "Ouch, damn it, Harry, watch your feet, would you?" She glares at him as he leaves, still muttering and rolling her sleeve back down.
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