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Malcom's accent flared up he saw Juno make for a run at the cloaked figure at the back door with a baseball bat. If he was a regular burglar, he would have not have been concerned with the trained police officer moving to engage in hand to hand with him. Unfortunately, this was not your every...

I am assuming the "I can tell" is when I eventually getting around to noticing he is there?

Alertness and Lore damn missing posts again. I dont see a damn thing. "hey guys, there are books in this room. Just let me put in my headphones and leave you alone for a few minutes."

Malcom paused after looking at the formula on the board for several moments. There was no evidence of violations of the laws in the room, but he couldn't help but shake the feeling that the evocation written here was an indication that she had tangled with something big and lost. He pulled out...

Yeah no worries, it happens. Was more worried we had lost ya!

Malcom let out a small whistle from between his lips as he looked over the room, "Well apparently despite my modest income, this girl has me beat out for collection. Practitioner doesn't cover it, this is a full wizard's set up." Malcom entered the room slowly walking around the edge of the...

Malcom quickly pulled himself together and exited the bathroom, "Found a couple of things: Journal and Pain meds." Malcom moved down the hall smoothly towards the locked door, "Though I still think you should take a look at the locked room before we head out." He smiled boyishly, "Cause locked...

Malcom turned one of the pill bottles over in his hand before dropping it back in the waste basket. Magic had its costs, one of which was mental strain. He could still slightly feel fatigue creeping on the back of his mind from the spell he worked earlier. He shook the feeling lose, empathy...

Malcom looked over the material with a small look of surprise on his face. He understood she was a practitioner of some kind, but this was advanced stuff the kid was looking into and some of it was even beyond his gifts. Her knowledge of spirit appeared to be equal if not better than his own...

Malcom looked around the house, taking in the surroundings in the dim light, "Practitioners have problems with electronics, we get along like oil and water. Guess this means we are in the right place and explains the ward, weak but well crafted." Malcom nodded at Juno's movement towards the...

Malcom casually flipped the blasting rod around his finger and put it back into the side of his coat. "All Good Kimosabe, way should be safe now." Malcom held his hand out towards the door, "After you."

Sight is rough that way, cuts through a lot of magical guess work but at the same time can easily screw with you.

Well defense against the sight to see if I can close it before I write the next part, looks like its going to succeed likely based on the not horrible stuff I am seeing :) I will wait for Juno to post before I describe Malcom in the post.

Malcom's smile shifted to concern as his eyes traced the ward lines throughout the house, "Well I got good news and bad news. The good news is that the ward is minor but well put together. The bad news is that its well put together. Going to need to use a little bit of force to get through, and...

"Well you just have to show off your detective skills dontcha?" Malcom said with a smile as his eyes caught the glint of the key. As the pair wandered up to the back door, Juno reaches up to put the key in the door and Malcom's hand moves out to block her own. "Well I think we should assume...

Malcom hopped off the garbage can, landing with a thud, "Well I found an upstairs window. We can climb up and into the house though it might be a bit of a pain. You?"

Everyone loves character in prison Juno ;) Nah we should be fine, at worst case you flash you badge. Keep in mind you have a gun on you, I have a freaking sword. They are going to want to have words with me.

damnit, I knew that Too! Sorry, apparently woke up with a case of the stupids. Edited

totally missed that i had found a window, post edited.

Malcom casually looked at each one of the windows, looking for a possible way in without much luck. It was unlikely that she had left any windows open, the few nights before she had left had been cold and apparently there were prowlers around this neighborhood as of about two minutes ago...