Okay. So. This... This should be easy.

[_bird_of_flame_]

(OOC Note: This scene takes place before the casting of the spell for Strangers and will likely be slow played

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[vic_stone]

Vic's working. He's in the monitor room, with windows open displaying police evidence data.

Bette! Come on in. I'm working on the correlations between the thefts, but so far nothing.

[_bird_of_flame_]

Bette bites her bottom lip as she comes closer, wanting and not wanting to look at the evidence. She stands closer to him than she needs to, not quite reaching out to touch him yet.

"I still.. I don't know why anyone would take what they took. The medals I can sort of understand. But ... why someone would steal my diploma..." She's doing a good job. Her voice hardly wavered that time. She's still mostly trying to do this brave front thing.

[vic_stone]

I don't know, either. But it's the same kind of stuff they took from Jesse. Who knows what kind of head games some of our enemies...

He looks up.

This is really shaking you up, isn't it?

[_bird_of_flame_]

Bette nods.

She looks on the verge of something before she pulls herself back, "Either someone knows who I am or I have a crazy psycho stalker. I... I don't know why..." A breath in. A breath out. "It feels personal..."