Break In At The Police Department.

Seeing a large crowd outside of the police station M's interest became peaked slightly, little by little he made his way toward the other individuals and upon arriving closer to the scene saw the yellow tape blocking anyone from going further into the scene. Whispers of conspiracies and various motives of what had transpired were heard by M until he eventually drowned them out. His mind began to work until he came to conclusion information having do with other officers were taken or the commotion wouldn't be this important or urgent. Informaiton such as the names of officers who were currently undercover or staking out the corrupt businesses leaking to the underground criminal world. The wind blew slightly at his revelation and M couldn't help but think of those classic detective stories which described such a scene to the main character before a mysterious figure appeared or something unexpected happened.

Fie looked around the police station, noticing a crowd of people, but expecting the worst. He presumed it was to do with the newest killings, but it didn't really matter to him. He was more impartial. He just was interested in watching, and possibly stirring up trouble.

Turning around briefly M caught site of individuals who moments ago wasn't there and he was unsure of what this was a signal of. Death in any form always came in the strangest time and least expected ways. Little by M made his way out of the crowd the best he could getting stuck between two larger individuals. In the immediate crowd a man had a immediate heart attack which caused chaos but unlodged him from the two other people.

It seems to have started. I wish they wouldn't be such a pain though. It kinda gets in the way when you're trying to watch if people keep dying all over the place. Fie messed up his hair out of habit. Darn it, everyone's picking up Rhythm's habits. He removed his hand from his hair, looking around to see if anything interesting would happen.

As everyone gather about the individual who had a heart attack and some fleed from the scene he snuck into the station. Pass cops, news media personnel, and the other innocents. The bright yellow caution tape didn't even waver when he touched it and the door knob neither clicked or jiggled but he turned it firmly into place. In the wide array of the investigation scene he took his time looking around taking notes of the exits should he have to leave abruptly.

Fie watched someone enter the police station. This could get interesting. He stepped in himself, not sneaking, as he knew for a fact he was allowed. After a friendly greeting with the person stood outside the main doors, he mad ehimself scarce before following the individual. He made it no secret, he had no need to. Though he made sure that the officers didn't know where he was going, he didn't want this guy to be caught. Now that would spoil all the interesting watching.

As fie made his way following M took out some rubber gloves from his pocket and put them on stopping short of his wrist. Opening up a file cabinet he found one folder completely untouched and with delicate precision skimmed the material. Little by little he copied the information down in his head and then quickly took out a notepad and pen writing down the information. "Seems like someone has some explaining to do." he said to himself. Putting the information in his back pocket he headed for a nearby exit unlatching the alarm system before doing so and making it look like part of the crime scene.

Meanwhile, Fie was debating strongly in his head. Should I? He might be interesting. And he seems to know what he's doing...

Quickly M poked his head out of the exit before walking off casually and heading off past the police officers, paramedics that had just arrived and the crowd of civilians. Soon enough he found himself walking up the street, taking off the rubber gloves stuffing them into his back pocket casually making sure they didn't hang out, from there he took out the notepad and began to skim the information planning a course of action.

Fie followed him, watching, until the internal battle finished, and he decided. "Excuse me," he said, tapping him on the shoulder. "Could you please come, if you so wish, to the Ta-Oh university science wing, third classroom tomorrow. I think you might have an interest in what will go on." he said. "This is a piece of paper with the details, in case you forget." he handed him the piece of paper, and then walked away, disappearing into the crowds.

(Just watch for the thread if you're interested. It's invite only, and you just got an invite...)

M took the piece of paper without being relunctant as most common individuals might have been. He knew where ta-oh was and had no problems finding the science wing seeing as he spent his class periods there. Having an individual disappear in mere seconds made M curious though not supicious and decided to take up the offer. "Can't wait to see this play out."

((I will be there. Sounds fun.))

(Great, we'll see you there. It won't be long before me or Rhythm posts the thread. Have fun!)

Rhythm, seeing her workmate Fie retreating from the police station, wondered slightly where he had come from. Also, she had little to do, and therefore thought she may as well take a look.
There were many people crowding around, and she had little intention of getting caught up in the crush. So she found an outside bench and sat down, willing to wait until dark if necessary for the crowd to thin.

M had been walking farther and farther away from the police station and had spent a good ten to fifteen minutes re evaluating his notes. After awhile he felt that most individuals would have left and new ones would have come to the spot he originally occupied. Abruptly he turned around and headed back the way he came taking off a small jog and then slowing to a walk. Finding a bench and a shade tree he looked at the crowd start to dispate waiting for something to happen.

As the crush of people died down, Rhythm picked up her bag slowly, and made towards the entrance of the police station. There was an officer stood at the door, who looked at her, clearly telling her she was neither allowed nor welcome. She showed a small piece of paper to him, and he hurriedly let her in, looking very embarrassed and apologetic.
Rhythm walked through the door, taking something out of her bag as she did so, handing it to the officer. He turned bright red and immediately left his post to tell his superintendent.

After seeing the sight of rhythm heading into the entrance into the station M followed soon after. He merely lied and told the guard he was holding up the case being held by keeping rhythm's partner. The officer slowly motioned him inside and M looked around pick pocketing the officers access card with a smooth movement. "This has definetly gotten interesting." he told himself in a slow whisper.

Rhythm walked past many guards and officers, brushing by them as if they didn't exist. When they did stop her, she simply showed them the same sheet of paper, and they let her by. Eventually she got to the door at the far end of the corridor, which had around 19 locks on it. She took out keys that were obviously hers and began unlocking the door.

While rhythm was at the end of the corridor unbeknowst to M, he had found a room filled with uniforms and equipment. He put on the uniform neatly and took a badge eyeing the number, since the station was in a state of panick they wouldn't notice one more officer, the belt that held a holsters, various keys, and billy club was tightly placed on his waist. Walking outside of the room he tilted his hat forward and walked with the dark shine shoes enjoying the hard soles. Carefully he took in information bit by bit figuring out the situation more thoroughly.

Rhythm got to the final lock on the door and paused. She wasn't sure about opening it with so many people around.

Little by little M found his way around they even had a map at every corner almost for those who were trying to visit with they're family member or friends who had been incacerated. For a moment he passed by the rows of cells upset at the constant crime that elevated ceaselessly. Though may be it wasn't right to judge every criminal since in fact some were innocent. After a bit of exploring he found rhythm standing in front of a door. He leaned against a wall in earnest to see what she was doing here.

Rhythm sensed someone behind her, but did not turn around. She re-locked the doors: until she was sure that whoever it was was trustworthy, she refused to even let them get a glimpse inside that particular room. And since she hadn't seen who it was, it was impossible to determine such things.

As soon as M heard the reclicking off the door to lock it he knew that rhythm sensed someone, mainly him and he soon left so as not to draw attention to himself, still in his police officer disguise he made his way out the back making sure to double back for his clothes. Luckily the generous police department 'gave' him a ride to call his own. Entering the vehicle he decided to wait outside to see if rhythm came out or what her whole role in this was.

Rhythm finished putting all the locks back and then went outside. The guards stared at her as she sat down on the floor, but they were quickly told something by the guard who had been there at the start. They looked away immediately.

M watched in curiousity on why she would do this to prevent himself from being spotted he started to the police car tipping his hat forward again hiding the majority of his face. He began to move the vehicle forward at a steady enough space he wouldn't seem like he was in a hurry or to non chalant. He went forward and turned the corner bit by bit and found a way around the whole block to get a good view of rhythm. She had drawn his attention though he didn't know if this was part of much bigger game and he was just a pawn in it all.

Rhythm sat comfortably on the floor, and then held out her hands. Gradually her outline grew hazy and soon she was impossible to see. She stayed sat down, however, and just let herself breathe in and out slowly.