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*The scene was too damn bloody for his liking. Two humans; male and female, their throats shredded beyond recognition in a feeding frenzy. The rogue that killed them lay dead not too far away due to an unhealthy dose of steel courtesy of Eli's combat blades. As per protocol, he had notified the Order's headquarters. In turn, Gideon had alerted JUSTIS and ordered him to stay put until the officers arrived and provide them his full collaboration on the matter... Damn! Just when he thought this night couldn't get worse!
Soon enough, the JUSTIS officers arrived and started harassing Eli with dumb ass questions and formalities... As he was trying to muster the last ounce of patience he possessed to answer as politely as he possibly could, he saw a petite blonde approaching the scene. She was walking directly towards a heavily armored JUSTIS officer. Without thinking; he intercepted her, grabbing her arm a little bit too forcibly.* Excuse me miss, you really shouldn't be here. This is a crime scene. *The blonde assessed him coolly * I'm Special Investigator Blackman. PLEASE LET GO OFF MY ARM, NOW.
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