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[bondingalchemy]

Who: Sabine, Greg, Sarasim, Winry, Gino and anyone else from this post. Partners.
What: More trauma. I must have my bitch switch on today.
When: May 23rd, afternoon.
Where: Neon City.

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[doesntneedarmor]

Sarasim came barreling around the corner, her Automail arm in it's sling and Kudamon clinging to her shoulder.

"Sabine!" She cried out spotting her friend.

The blood barely phased her, blood she was used to.

But she'd never get used to feeling the ice in her heart when someone she cared about was in danger.

She ran the rest of the way and fell to her knees next to Sabine putting her good arm around her, "It's OK Sabine, it's alright!" She insisted.

[whoshotsherlock]

Greg had run the entire way from his apartment to where Sabine's call had come from, hauling his heavy field kit as well as a blanket, gun in his pocket with his D-Comm as he didn't have time to find his holster. Gomamon ran behind him, both ready to do whatever it took to keep Sabine safe and protected.

Coming across the scene very nearly had him stumbling to a halt at the sight of it, but he forced himself to continue moving until he was at Sabine's side with Sarasim. He dropped the kit, unfurled the blanket, and carefully wrapped it around the frightened, trembling girl. Mentally he cursed the lack of actual cops to secure the scene, but he knew how to do it himself well enough.

Taking his gun out, he gave a stern look to Sarasim.

"I'm going to make sure whoever- ... whatever did this isn't still around. Stay here. If anything happens, get her out of here as fast as you can."

[wanna_tke_apart]

And Winry wasn't far behind, Labramon at her heels. She could barely believe he was keeping up with her, the lazy Digimon.

But there would be other times to think of that.

"Sabine! It's- oh my God." Winry's eyes landed on the bloody streets. "Oh my...What happened here?"

[bondingalchemy]

Sabine was about to shove Sarasim out of the way, but she looked up and saw that it was actually her with her dilated eyes. When Greg arrived and placed the blanket on her, she too kit and wrapped it around her still shaking body.

"B-Blood... everywhere... I..." She put her hands on her head and continued to scream, tears streaming down her cheeks with her black hair matted to her face.

"M-Milady..." Agumon Hakase approached her, holding out an orange clawed hand out to her.

"N-No... get away from me!" It didn't seem to register in her brain that she was in the Digital World. Her mind had thought she was back in Amestris, looking at where the blood was splattered on the walls and on the ground.

"NO!" She clenched her fingers tighter to her head, continuing to scream.

[whoshotsherlock]

Sabine was finally moved away from the scene, and those that weren't staying went with her, clearing the area and leaving those who had offered to assist. Greg felt a sick twist in his gut, knowing they were just kids (with the exception of Gino), but if that was what they had to work with then he would just accept it and move on

[alwaystakenotes]

As soon as Tory had himself composed, he had taken out his notebook and was already taking notes, including of what supposedly happened. He looked up when Greg had continued talking after the crime scenario.

It sounded like he was telling himself to put aside those feelings. Hopefully that didn't mean he was going to lose it.

Tory raised his hand. "Candmon and I can take notes and pictures." He volunteered.

[lonelightwolf]

Deciding to stay behind while Kouichi had taken Sabine to the hospital, Kouji listened as Greg explained what to do.

"I'll look around for any further clues. Do I need anything?"

[grissom1liner]

Grissom regarded Greg the entire time with pride. Though he could see the younger CSI was nearing the end of his rope, the professional attitude and authority he'd adopted were impressive to say the least. He could see that his proteges had come a long way, and that they were still doing well after he'd left.

At Kouji's question, he handed over some numbered markers and another camera, along with some evidence bags and a pair of rubber gloves.

"You'll want these," he said. "If anything looks out of the ordinary--footprints, dropped evidence--put a number down and photograph it. We can use a ruler to handle scale issues for any footprints or impressions we find. If there's something you can pick up, put it in a bag and tag it. If you need any help, call Greg or me."