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Dec-22-2008 10:32

((this is a thread that can be about anything....at any location, instead of having a specific place and having to skip around threads. Except for the USS Sleuthtania...that can be kept as its own when on ship))

((I copied and pasted Acemasters last update in the USS thread to here..since Mak is no longer on the ship))

Jan-3-2009 07:14

It was obvious that ctown was a bit flustered but the recent turn of events, he was glad that others were helping DPI get to the bottom of what had transpired the past several days.

"Ok, first off, I want to know what all of you know, there is nothing to small. I want to know who is responsible for this and whoever it is better hope that the police catch them before I do!," he was ranting.

Bonelady tried to calm him down, "Boss, you need to relax, why don't you get some sleep and let us take over the investigation, we'll find her"

Ctown gave Bonelady a cold stare, "Sleep? How in Gods name can I sleep when my co-director has gone missing? If I find out it's another one of these factions that is responsible for this, there will be an all out war. Now, I thank all of you for coming, but we have work to do. I'm gonna start off by going to talk to La Cosa Nostra, we will meet back here in 3 hours and I expect full reports from each of you."

All of the detectives slowly began filing out of ctowns office, Makensie and Ace were engaged in idle chit chat on there way out the door when ctown spoke up again, "Umm, Mak, can you stay behind, I need to speak with you a moment."

Makenise told Ace she would talk to him later and bade him farewell. "What can I do for ctown," she asked as her was closing the door to his office.

"Mak, I'm gonna really need the members of this agency to focus on this investigation, I need to know that your head is straight. It's apparent there is something going on with you and Ace, and while it's none of my business...," he was telling her.

"That's exactly what it is, none of your business, look, Lil is a dear friend of mine and I am just as concerned as you are, but keep my personal life out of this, I know I will be able to, your just gonna have to trust me," she told him an dthen left his office to begin her investigation.

Jan-3-2009 11:56

As Makensie walked out of DPI, Ace was waiting for her, as well as Violet and Clift.

"What was that all about", Ace asks.

"Oh, nothing, just ctown making sure my heads on straight for this", she said.

Ace smiles, and says, "Now, why would he think it isnt?"

Clift looks at Makensie, as Ace says, "Ok, now, lets get started. Who is doing what?"

Makensie sighs, and says, "Im going to start at the bar. Bartenders see alot of things, and who knows, maybe Shady will even know something"

Ace said, "Great idea. Violet, would you like to come with me?"

She smiled, and says, "Actually, I'd prefer to be teamed up with Clift. There is things we need to discuss"

Ace nods, looks at Makensie, and holds his arm out, and says, "Just you and I, kid. Lets go"

Clift looks at Makensie, looking as if he wanted to say something, but, smiled at Violet instead, as they walked in the opposite direction.

ctown walks out in a hurry, and said, "You guys havent left yet?"

"Leaving right now", Makensie said, in response.

ctown looks at Ace, and says, "....and YOU dont keep her distracted from this, until we find Lil!" , as he walked off at a quick pace.

Makensie looks at Ace, and says, "Sorry, he is a little stressed"

Ace said, "No worries! Understandable, now....lets get to the bar"

They walk along the sidewalk, as Ace looks at her in a very serious manner.

"Makensie, I have things thats been on my mind for a long time about you...." Ace started to say, but then was cut off by Reese walking up beside them

"You missed the meeting, Reese", Makensie said.

"I dont need to listen to a meeting to know what the hell to do. Now, where are YOU two going?", Reese asks.

"The bar", Makensie said.

"Where are the new love birds going, Clift and Violet?", Reese asks.

Jan-3-2009 12:17

Ace could see how that question bothered Makensie, as she swallowed hard, and her face dropped a bit, so he answered for her, "WE dont know where they went. We WILL know later though, because we are all meeting back at DPI for a detailed briefing on what we found"

Reese noticed how clipped he sounded, but ignored it, and said, "Well, Im off to City Hall"

Makensie knew she was upset, but at this point, she didnt care.

Ace looks at Makensie, and says, "That bothered you didn't it?"

"What?", Makensie asks, knowing exactly what he meant.

"What Reese said, about Clift and Violet. You know they are just friends, right?", he asks, gently.

Makensie chuckles, and says, "It is what it is, right? Besides, I have you"

She meant to say friend in there somewhere, but forgot to. She turned slightly red, and smiled, and said, "Umm....I think you know what..."

He cut her off with a big kiss, then as he pulled back, he said, "I knew what you meant...and yes, you do have me...."

She was totally speechless, and for once, she couldnt even speak. Makensie turned, and continued walking in a daze.

Ace was chuckling, as he always does, and says, "Mak! Wait up! I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that"

His expression said differently, as she looks at him, and busts up laughing.

Makensie didnt know what was going to happen next in this crazy mess, but, one thing about it, there was never a dull moment in her life these days.

Ace nonchalantly puts his arm over Makensie's shoulder, as they continued their journey to the bar.

"Did I ever tell you about the time I went fishing with my grandfather....", Ace was saying, as they walked on.

Jan-5-2009 02:09


"Is everything okay Violet?" Clift asked her when they were walking.

"Yes, why shouldn't it be?" Violet turned to him suddenly.

"Ace told me about your accident in the apartment with Leopold. Hope you are feeling well.." Clift turned to her.

"I am fine, yes thank you..." Violet's voice trailed off.

"Violet," Clift's tone fell, "If there is anything going on, I would like to know about it."

She nodded to him politely as they reached the Tea Merchant's Shop. "Tea?" She asked him.

"Yes, please!" He replied. "If the English can do anything right, it's Tea and Breakfast!" He teased her.

She chuckled merrily as they went in for Tea and questioning about Lil.

Jan-5-2009 02:11


As he sat across from Violet, he could not help thinking about Mak and how Ace just came in and took her from his arms. How did he manage that? Clift thought.

He clumsily stumbled across his friendship with both Miss Parr and Miss Brewer when he attempted kissing both at the Sleuthetania. Why can't he choose? Why does he want them both in his life.

When he was with Violet he terribly missed Mak. And when Violet was not around he wondered when she will appear next.

Both Violet and Mak could read his mind so easily. He liked that about them, but did not know what his true feelings about them are.

Jan-5-2009 06:55

Meanwhile, Ace and Makensie made it to the bar, with Ace finishing up with.....".....and that was the last time I went fishing with my grandfather. I didn't like the fact that I fell in the lake, trying to catch some dumb fish"

She laughed, throwing her head back, as he opened the door for her.

"After you", he said, making a goofy face.

She chuckles, and steps in.

The bar was filled with a slight smokey haze, and people laughing, and talking. It wasn't real busy, but, enough to almost be drowned out by all the cigarette smoke.

They made their way up to the bar, to talk to the bartender.

Her mind went to Clift, as it always did, then back to Ace. Shaking it off, she smiled at the bartender, and explained why they were there, and asked if he noticed Lil in here at all before her disappearance. She wanted to see if she was seen talking to anyone, or meeting anyone.

He shook his head, and said, "I'm sorry that I cant help you. She is one of the good people, but, if I hear anything, I will be sure to let you know"

They thanked him, and walked out.

"Man, is it ever glad to be out of there. Sophicating", she said, cringing.

Ace agreed, then said, "Ok, so, we were shot down there, now, any more ideas?"

She didnt seem to hear him, as her thoughts were scattered, and she couldn't get Violet and Clift off her mind.

"Mak? Makkk!!! Yoo hooo", Ace was saying, waving his hand in front of her face.

She jumped, and snapped back into reality, and said, "Oh...I'm sorry...what were you saying?"

"Penny for your thoughts?", he asked.

She chuckled, and said, "Oh, nothing major to talk about. Anyway, what were you saying?"

Ace knew eactly what, or rather WHO, she was thinking about, and although it, strangely, bothered him, he didn't make any comment. There was business to take care of, and he didn't have time for other things.

"I was asking where you wanted to go next. Makaroni", he said, grinning.

*more*

Jan-5-2009 07:03

Makensie smacked his arm, and laughed, then said, "I don't know why I didnt think of it before. Lil owns a bar, down by the tea merchant. All the DPI agents hang out there, maybe we should try there to see if anyone has seen her come in"

He agreed, and said, "Worth a shot"

Makensie didnt feel like she was getting anywhere in this case, and was growing more frustrated by the minute.

As they were walking along, they came upon the tea shop.

Looking in the window, she saw Clift and Violet sitting down having some tea, over, what looked to be, a deep conversation.

She watched Clift, as his expression was like he had seen a ghost. He noticed her, and watched her and Ace walk by.

Ace didn't notice them in the shop, he was lost in one of his stories again. Which, she enjoyed listening to.

If Clift was any other detective, she probably would've suggested they stop in to see if they discovered anything, but, he wasnt just any detective, and she couldn't get her mind more scattered than it already was. She had to remain focus or she knew ctown would tell her that she was off the case.

There was a time and place for all things, and she is certain that Clift and herself will do some talking later on....but, now, she had to find Lil.

Ace was kicking at a rock ,as he walked down the sidewalk, making jokes, as Makensie laughed, as they made their way to Lil's bar.

Jan-16-2009 14:18

Luc strode into Ace’s office, his arms loaded with a cardboard box that moved and jerked up and down at the oddest moments. A scratching sound also emanated from the box as Luc set it down on Ace’s desk. “I’ve heard about your method of rating the proficiency of a detective by having them find a cat. I want you to use your scheme to find out who sent me this mongoose.”

Ace blinked and looked up at Luc from behind his desk. “What mongoose?” he asked. While trying to keep the lid on the box from popping up, Luc explained that he’d come home two nights previously to find a wooden box in his living room that had a slat broken in its top. There’d been nothing inside the box, and Luc had simply puzzled for several hours over why someone would break into his apartment only to leave an empty wooden box behind. It wasn’t until something landed on his bed at three in the morning and startled him awake that he realized that something had been in the box. He’d gotten up, turned on the light and flipped everything over in his room before he found who (or in this case what) the culprit was. A small animal, about 15 inches in length, covered in brown fur, with beady black eyes and hissing at the top of its lungs, had taken refuge at the bottom of his dirty clothes basket. At least until Luc had dumped everything out. After that it zipped under a dresser and then when he’d bent down to look under the dresser at it, it had zipped out and taken refuge behind a bookcase. At this point, Luc had tired of playing hide and seek at 3:30 in the morning with something that obviously hadn’t wanted to be found, so he’d shut his bedroom door and gone back to bed, leaving the creature to explore the bedroom at its leisure.

When he’d awoken the next morning, the animal was nowhere to be found at first. The windows weren’t opened so Luc had decided that the thing was hiding and might come out for some food.

Jan-16-2009 14:20

Given that the thing had looked somewhat like a weasel, he figured it was better to make it some scrambled eggs over a salad. No luck. The animal apparently didn’t like scrambled eggs. He decided to go down to the corner deli and buy some roast beef, some pastrami, some turkey, some sausage and some chicken. At least he’d have something to make his lunch with the rest of the week.

The creature had finally come out for the pastrami. He thought he’d detected some signs of movement under the dresser when he’d set out a small plate of chicken but no go. The pastrami, though, had apparently been smelly enough to tempt it out of hiding. Over the next day, he’d managed to get the creature to calm down and come out of hiding for a new plate of pastrami. (Luc had already set up a ‘catbox’ in the bathroom for it and closed the bedroom off from the rest of the apartment. No point in increasing the amount of work he was going to have to do to clean up after the thing once he’d actually managed to coax it out of hiding.)

Then earlier that morning, he’d been able to grab the thing, put it back in its wooden box (semi-repaired) and take it to a vet. By the time he’d reached the vet’s office though, the creature had broken through the wooden slats again. Luc had asked the receptionist if they had a box or something that he could use in its place and eventually they’d located a cardboard box that probably wouldn’t even last as long as the wooden one had. He hoped he’d find something more substantial during the day but so far nothing had come to mind.

Jan-16-2009 14:21

After pouring over a zoology text for a few minutes the vet had determined that the creature was a mongoose, native to India and southern Asia, definitely not normally found in downtown Manhattan. The vet had offered to euthanize it since it wasn’t the type of creature zoos were normally looking for and pet shops probably wouldn’t take it. Luc had declined his offer and gotten the vet to do an initial examination on him. The secretary had lost her sandwich from her lunch in the process but had seemed mollified somewhat by the fiver Luc had slipped her to get herself something else for lunch. Overall, the mongoose was healthy as far as the vet could tell, not having examined many mongooses in his short career.

Luc agreed that it looked healthy, given his albeit somewhat greater amount of experience in dealing with weasels, skunks and ferrets. But that still left the problem of what to do with the thing in New York City. Then Luc had hit on the idea of finding the person who’d gifted him with it in the first place and seeing if they in fact wouldn’t like a new pet for themselves. Which brought the problem back to Ace. “So Ace”, Luc drawled, “can you find the owner of this mongoose or not?”