Y HALO THAR
I'M HOME AND STUFF. And my crazy one-week class was cancelled, so I tried to find something to distract myself with, so now I've watched forty-three episodes of Avatar: The Last Airbender in a row. I'm kind of madly in love with this old tea-obsessed guy named Iroh and his RAGE!!!-tastic nephew. But, this show shall get no fic. Which is a relief,
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Also, I have very little Life, and you may have already read this, but you still get a Life snippet! FEEL FREE TO TRY AGAIN. I may end up drabbling some Doc for you if this keeps up :(
The apartment building was decent enough. Not the best place in the city, not by far, but it was a not-terribly-run-down walk-up. Fourth floor, 4F, Reese was the first to cross the CRIME SCENE DO NOT CROSS tape, ducking under to look around.
“Well.” Charlie looked at the woman simply sitting at her kitchen table, still propped up and dressed, throat slit almost surgically from what was visible with how her head slumped in the chair. Duct tape held her shoulders and hips onto the seat. Sad brown eyes were open and looking at the side of the table intently, like she was still watching something. Honestly, she could have been a really pale woman taped to a chair instead of a corpse. “This is kind of freaky.”
Reese gave him a look, and Charlie was back to being Detective Crews, looking around the room.
“No obvious signs of a struggle,” Reese said, voice just as surprised as Crews was. “Her skin hasn’t even tugged at the tape.”
“Duct taped her after death?” Crews suggested, walking behind the woman to try and see what she’d been looking at.
“Too much give. She was breathing when they put it on, and not even rigor mortis could get that good of posture,” Reese added, and Crews nodded, head practically on top of the victim’s.
Reese didn’t object anymore. She just stood there and waited, which was something Crews really did appreciate. Socially accepting the socially unacceptable was always impressive.
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And no really, I spent way too much time pawing at the TV. Esp. the final confrontation with Johnny Ringo. HOW SO BADASS, CAPTAIN CONSUMPTION?
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And he's so badass because (a) he loves Wyatt Earp, (b) he very much enjoys killing things, particularly things that threaten his superiority because he's a bastard like that, and (c) HE HAS NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT. HE IS STILL IN HIS PRIME, MADAM!!! Except he seriously was only 30, poor guy. :(
AND BECAUSE I CAN:
...since it's not embedding: You're no daisy at all.
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You are fiendishly correct on all point there. And YAY LINK. *dutifully bookmarks!*
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