Partners in -solving- crime (RP for smellsofpeaches)

[dial_a_psychic]

It took him 26 minutes, ages, translated to Shawnglish, to finally convince the Chief about this lead. The station had been like a mental asylum of men in blue lately and he could see it in the dark circles under his boss's eyes she was not appreciating the current chaos. She dissmised him, telling him to go to arrange things with the Detective at

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[smellsofpeaches]

Jules quirked an eyebrow in his direction, finishing up the few sentences she was in the middle of without any undue haste.

"Is.. something the matter, Shawn?" She was beginning to see why Carlton so loathed Shawn, or, well... maybe not as much as she had thought.

Either way. It was getting harder to work with him and stay friends, and she didn't like it one bit.

[dial_a_psychic]

"Something the matter?" He rolled over the desk holding himself to the edges of the table when it started trembling Exorsist style (which was kind of tricky to do with only one foot on the floor).

"It's something huge, Jules! I see a bright moon! It's shining.... Now it's not. Now it shines again!" Shawn said as he slid off the desk. He looked over her paperwork, wondering if she still had over there the file of the bar robbery they'd been working on. He hoped she remembered that cartoonish moon sign or else he'd had to think of another way to relate his visions to the bar.

He doubted Jules's remembered the cute barteder.

[smellsofpeaches]

She blinked a few times, shoving her paperwork away.

"What are you--" Crossing her arms across her chest, she looked down, noting in her scramble the bar case file had been nudged open. And there was that fucking moon symbol, staring her in the face.

"The bar?" she asked curtly, picking up the file and thumbing through it. "What do you mean it shines again?"