2.3.1G Heart Breaker, Love Taker [An Open-to-Liz's-F-list RP thread]

[dr_liz_rodgers]

The Assistant Chief Medical Examiner sat at her desk, looking at the Whitman's Sampler box of chocolates. Her son had sent them. She really did appreciate the sentiment. Whitman's was cheesy, and after all these years, Gregory was still, at heart, a boy trying to fill his father's shoes

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[detmike_logan]

Soon enough, Mike Logan arrived on the scene, looking cold, tired and crankier than usual. "Looks like somebody tried to get festive in here," he muttered, eyeing the blood, "that, or it's some new kind of art form I really don't get."

[dr_liz_rodgers]

"If it isn't the Keystone Kop," Rodgers looked up from where she was placing a bag over the victim's hand to preserve any materials that might have been under his fingernails. "Your jokes are as bad as your ties, Logan." It was clear she was just as in the mood for the job as he was.

[detmike_logan]

"My ties are classic, Rodgers." He did a double-take at the corpse. "Hey, that's one of the Mets' jerks. Good thing I have an alibi."