James Heard
Explorer
"Dogs. Why does it always have to be dogs?" Brandon muttered under his breath, not entirely oblivious to his Indiana Jones moment. And him without his whip today...
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Piece of Mind: Thin Air
- Thread starter The Shaman
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The Shaman
First Post
Decker...[sblock]“Sir, I’m Deputy Walsh of the King County Sheriff’s Department. Could I see your ID please?”
The lead deputy’s words are almost lost in the barking of the German shepherd – the dog is straining at the harness and the handler looks only too willing to loose the animal.
After looking over Decker’s ID, the deputy slips it behind the buckle of his Sam Brown belt. “Sir, is there anyone else here with you? May I ask what brings you here this evening?” The handler and his partner are eyeing you closely – the third deputy, a woman, shines her flashlight through the windows of Dr. Gold’s house, peering intently inside, hand on her pistol grip.[/sblock]
Brandon and Kristin...[sblock]Brandon glances out the side window as Kristin walks in – he sees two sheriff’s deputies, one leading a very large, very angry looking German shepherd, standing in the drive. Looking downstairs, the beam of a flashlight can be seen playing over the interior of the house.[/sblock]
The lead deputy’s words are almost lost in the barking of the German shepherd – the dog is straining at the harness and the handler looks only too willing to loose the animal.
After looking over Decker’s ID, the deputy slips it behind the buckle of his Sam Brown belt. “Sir, is there anyone else here with you? May I ask what brings you here this evening?” The handler and his partner are eyeing you closely – the third deputy, a woman, shines her flashlight through the windows of Dr. Gold’s house, peering intently inside, hand on her pistol grip.[/sblock]
Brandon and Kristin...[sblock]Brandon glances out the side window as Kristin walks in – he sees two sheriff’s deputies, one leading a very large, very angry looking German shepherd, standing in the drive. Looking downstairs, the beam of a flashlight can be seen playing over the interior of the house.[/sblock]
The Shaman
First Post
Decker...[sblock]“Yes, sir. If you could step away from the door please?” The deputy is unfailingly polite.
Decker overhears the female deputy as she keys down her shoulder mic: “...two other subjects inside the house...”
Deputy Walsh nods. “Sir, if I could ask you to step over here for me?” He motions to a spot away from the steps. The German shepherd continues to bark – his handler continues to glower.
After Decker is moved to one side, Walsh approaches the door. Trying the knob, he opens the door and looks about carefully. The female deputy continues to shine her light in the windows, first ground floor, then second story. “Hello? Sheriff’s Department!” Walsh calls out.[/sblock]
Hawk...[sblock]The sergeant pauses his call to listen to his radio, then puts his phone away and approaches the patrol car where Hawk sits and waits while the cameras roll. The back door opens.
“How come you said there was no one else in the house, Mr. Hawkins?” He watches Hawk like a...well, you know.[/sblock]
Decker overhears the female deputy as she keys down her shoulder mic: “...two other subjects inside the house...”
Deputy Walsh nods. “Sir, if I could ask you to step over here for me?” He motions to a spot away from the steps. The German shepherd continues to bark – his handler continues to glower.
After Decker is moved to one side, Walsh approaches the door. Trying the knob, he opens the door and looks about carefully. The female deputy continues to shine her light in the windows, first ground floor, then second story. “Hello? Sheriff’s Department!” Walsh calls out.[/sblock]
Hawk...[sblock]The sergeant pauses his call to listen to his radio, then puts his phone away and approaches the patrol car where Hawk sits and waits while the cameras roll. The back door opens.
“How come you said there was no one else in the house, Mr. Hawkins?” He watches Hawk like a...well, you know.[/sblock]
Falkus
Explorer
Hawk considered telling the truth. That would get him sent to jail. He considered wiggling his way out of the handcuffs, knocking the police officers, getting into his car and escaping into the night. That was a good plan, except that he had no idea how to go about escaping from a pair of handcuffs, and the only person he ever managed to hurt when he engaged in fistcuffs was himself.
"Because I didn't know there was anybody in the house," Hawk said, raising his voice, as if angry. "And I wish I had known, otherwise, I wouldn't have wasted my time waiting outside the house for them to get there when they were already inside!"
Bluff (spending action point): 4 + 6 = 10
"Because I didn't know there was anybody in the house," Hawk said, raising his voice, as if angry. "And I wish I had known, otherwise, I wouldn't have wasted my time waiting outside the house for them to get there when they were already inside!"
Bluff (spending action point): 4 + 6 = 10
The Shaman
First Post
Brandon and Kristin...[sblock]From the kitchen downstairs comes a voice. “Hello? Sheriff’s Department!”[/sblock]
