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Re: [RP] Police Station
September 23, 2013 09:59PM
Police station


Introduction of David Razor aka Ghost.

Not all cops at the local police station are dressed in blue, and wear the badge proudly on their lapels. There is a crack team of specialists, that work in the narcotics and undercover department. One, that sets fear into the eyes of those that see him, is David Razor. Not dressed in suits, or tie, this guy looks like he stepped out of an eighties movie, with a shock white mullet, teased up with moose, long black coat, which he wears regardless of the season, and steel capped boots. A five o’clock shadow of stubble is his trademark, and oddly enough he is one of the few officers that is allowed to smoke inside. The Police Commissioner cuts him a wide birth, since this officer has had the highest amount of arrests in Haven, and the bigger cities, where he is nicknamed “Ghost”. His uncanny ability to vanish from the crime scenes, leaving no finger prints, no trace of his even existing, and yet he nails the big players.

Entering via the back entrance, David has presense, as many of the other officers all look up from their desks, in awe of this guy. He doesn’t even give them the time of day, and heads straight for the Branch detective’s office, a file under his arm. Not bothering to knock, he strides in, and sniffs as he tosses the file on the desk.

In a deep raspy voice he says; “Shipment of about 300kgs of herion going down on the dock, at 8,00pm. Get a team ready and set up surveliance on Josh’s seafood boathouse. That is where Millari is doing the drop.” The Branch detective picks up the file, and opens it, going through the photographs and sees notable public figures involved in shady dealings, hand shakes and then a small usb with video footage of Millari and his latest bitch. Grinning the Branch detective goes to shake David’s hand.

“You did it again, how can we repay you?’

“You can start by knocking off the handshake crap. Usual amount, brown bag. You know the drill.”

And with that, he walked out of the office towards his desk, where he sat down and then slammed his massive boots up on the desk top, pulling out a copy of Rolling Stone magazine.


Re: [RP] Police Station
September 23, 2013 10:23PM
Carmen’s Office


Carmen poked her head out her door. “Mary, who’s the best detective they have at the moment?” Mary turned to her computer and pulled up the current police roster.

“What are you looking for?”

“Someone who has an impressive record.”

Mary’s fingers flew across the keys. One name popped up and she made a face. “You sure you want to tackle this one?”

“Why? Who is it?”

“Razor, aka Ghost.” Carmen peeked over at Mary’s computer screen.

“Hmm. Interesting.”

“What do you need him for anyway?”

“Secret project. The less you know, the better.” Carmen stated, going back into her office.

She picked up the phone and called downstairs.

Re: [RP] Police Station
September 23, 2013 10:47PM
Razor’s desk

The phone started to ring at his desk, with the red light blinking for Carmen’s office. Drawing down his Rolling stone magazine, he raised an eyebrow, looking at the phone, like it was interfering with his reading time. “Shit, what the hell does she want?” David thought to himself, tossing down the magazine and picking up the handle aggressively. He twirled a toothpick around as he listened to her order to go to her office. David cringed, not over fond of Carmen, but he didn’t have much to do with her either, in fact, he pretty much kept to himself.

He gave her a very short answer, that he would be there in five minutes, then hung up, and picked up his magazine again. Five minutes passed and he let out an audible grunt before letting his boots fall to the ground, and tossing the mag back in his drawer. One of the other officers chuckled to see David having to go see Carmen, and even was bold enough to make a comment.


“Dragon lady got shit on you, Razor?’

David sniffed and then leaned over to Swaski and said. “No man, but by the smell of you, you forgot to wipe. You stink, asshole.” The other officers all burst out laughing, as Swaski went the deepest shade of red, and then hurried to the john.

Not even bothering to knock, David entered Carmen’s office and then yanked out a chair, sitting himself down. He took out a packet of cigarettes and then tapped the box on his palm, before drawing one out and setting it between the corner of his lips. About to get out a zippo lighter, he mumbled.

“You don’t call less you got some big deal eatin’ at ya, Carmen. Sup?”


Re: [RP] Police Station
September 23, 2013 10:56PM
Carmen had been serious when she told Mary she could handle David Razor. She had worked with him years earlier on a top secret case that went way beyond Governor of the State level that lead to the arrest and conviction of the Governor and a few top aides.

It never surprised her that his appearance screamed “You Mom Warned You About Me.” It was how he operated.

He strode into her office without knocking and immediately sat in the chair across from her desk. Pulling out a pack of cigarettes, he placed one in his mouth, returning the pack to his pocket.

“You don’t call less you got some big deal eatin’ at ya, Carmen. Sup?” he asked, lighting the cig.

She slid an ashtray across the desk toward him, hoping he’d get the hint and use the thing, unlike last time when he stubbed it out on the corner of her desk. She still had the burn mark to prove it.

“I need you to do some digging for me. This might probably be the most dangerous case you’ve ever done. Are you in?” she asked without preamble. “I mean this needs some serious discretion attached to it. If anyone, especially the subject, knew about this, it could mean both our jobs.”

Re: [RP] Police Station
September 23, 2013 11:19PM
Carmen’s Office.

Taking a drag from his cigarette, he then tipped his head out and blew a smoke ring, while Carmen explained why she had wanted to see him so quickly.

“I need you to do some digging for me. This might probably be the most dangerous case you’ve ever done. Are you in?”

“I could spin off some corny jacked up line here, Car, about how I live for danger and and I got my shovel ready, but lets be frank here, you want me to go do some investigating off the radar, right?” He tapped the ash of his cigarette into the ashtray..(a first) and then eased back, bringing up his right boot over his left knee.

“I ain’t agreeing till I know who the target is. For all I know you could be trying to set up the Commissioner. Even if he does deserve a bit of time in County. *he suddenly found humor in that situation and said* “Make one fat prison bitch though.”

If Carmen was going to get him to agree, she needed to be a little bit more upfront.


Re: [RP] Police Station
September 23, 2013 11:27PM
“I could spin off some corny jacked up line here, Car, about how I live for danger and and I got my shovel ready, but lets be frank here, you want me to go do some investigating off the radar, right?”

She rolled her eyes at the nickname “Car”. “Didn’t I tell you to call me ‘Lou’ on more than one occassion. If you’re going to give me a nickname, at least use one I won’t get teased for.” she sighed. “And yes, this is completely off the books. Let’s just say it’s for personal benefit and be done with it.

“I ain’t agreeing till I know who the target is. For all I know you could be trying to set up the Commissioner. Even if he does deserve a bit of time in County. Make one fat prison bitch though.” he chuckled.

She ignored his crack about the Commissioner (even though she agreed with him about it) and withdrew a file from her desk, sliding it over to him.

“Everything you need is there. I want to know all the dirty little secrets.” she stated. “Usual fees apply, of course.” she added, awaiting his answer.

Re: [RP] Police Station
September 23, 2013 11:39PM
Carmen’s office

The file was slid over the desk, and David’s cigarette rested on his bottom lip, as he snatched up the document, and flicked it open casually. His eyes showed no emotion, nor did his face. To him, this was just another case, another way to mark a notch on his belt. If it was one thing about David’s unorthodox style, he was not one to play the fool, or ask unnecessary questions. Suspects always made mistakes, cause they act out from emotions, something David didn’t have. After a good couple of minutes, he stubbed out his cigarette in the ash tray and rose to standing, closing the file, and placing it under his arm.


“Usual amount, you know the drill.” With that he turned and left her office without another word. It was his way. He didn’t act up to the ladies, had no time or use for it. To many this would seem peculiar, like he was in his own little world, and in a way, he was.

Always be wary of the quiet ones.


Re: [RP] Police Station
September 24, 2013 08:29AM
Carmen’s office

The mail delivery guy is pushing his trolley through the station going past the various cublicles, and taking out letters and parcels, to put on the various desks, till he comes outside the office of the Internal affairs office. There is a black parcel that is addressed to Carmen, and the mail clerk picks it up, just like its an every day package. He raps on the door, then opens it on the sound of her voice.

“You got a package here.” He places it on her desk and then turns to leave, the box sitting on her desk.


The box has a black and white ribbon, and a small swing tag, that has an inscription on it.

“From a friend.”

If she was to open the box, there would be black tissue paper, but when you pulled that back, there was a dead white dove, resting on a bed of red rose petals. A blank CD is at the bottom of the box, with the words “Play me

There is a song on the CD….just the one. This…was a warning of what could happen to her, if she pushed to hard.

The bird represents a woman, the petals are blood….and she is dying. Its a fate that awaits Carmen, if she is not careful



Re: [RP] Police Station new
September 24, 2013 08:54AM
Working through some of her case files, Carmen was more awake then she’d ever been. There had been few distractions, except when Mary asked her what she wanted for lunch, other than that she’d been left alone.

There was a knock on her door some time later. “Come in.” she called out. The door opened and a man from the mail room poked his head in the door.

“You got a package here.” he stated, placing it on her desk before leaving. She sat back in her seat, staring at the seemingly innocent box. There was a simple tag hanging from it.“From A Friend”

Drawing it toward herself, she pulled off the ribbon and the top. Something was covered in black tissue paper. She slowly pulled open the paper, staring down at the white dove resting in a bed of rose petals. It wasn’t breathing, it’s dull black eyes staring at her accusingly. There was also a CD inside, nothing indicating what was on it. She placed in her CD player beside her and pressed play. She recognized the song and sat back with a chuckle.

“The nuns always said I enjoyed playing with fire.” she smirked, returning the cd back to the box and closing the lid. Gathering up her paperwork and filing it away for later, she put the box in her purse to dispose of on her way out.

“Mary, I’m going out for the rest of the day. These need to be mailed to the US Attorney General’s offices by overnight mail.” she stated, placing two envelopes in the OUT tray on Mary’s desk.

“Don’t forget you have that meeting with the D.A. tomorrow.” That made Carmen pause on her way out the door.

“What meeting?” she demanded. She didn’t recall setting up any meeting with Shane.

“He called yesterday asking for a meeting with you. Your morning was clear for tomorrow so I slotted him in.”

“He called you? On a Sunday? What were you doing here on a Sunday?”

“Getting your files together for that state case on Friday like you asked me to. Why?” Mary was genuinely confused until Carmen remembered she did ask her to get those files together for her.

“You didn’t have to come in on your day off to do that.” Carmen told her.

“I wasn’t doing anything at home and I was bored. It’s no big deal.”

“New rule. No more working on your day off. Go to the movies or something.” Carmen told her. “And see if you can cancel that meeting.” There was no way in hell she was going to allow herself to be in any situation where she was alone with that man.