lost cause

Vic | Profiler | Werewolf [independent oc]

[circumlupus]

     "You’re only doin’ y’job, right?" Rom shrugs. She’s not the first cop he’s lied to and she probably won’t be the last. That’s just how it goes. Romulus loses control, kills somebody, covers his tracks up with lies and apologetic smiles. It’s not as though he doesn’t feel bad about it— of course he does! It’s just that… after all these years, it’s never changed and he’s never managed to get his wolf under control. If he doesn’t lie to cover up something he never even chose to do… "Uh. D’you have a card or anythin’? A number I can call in case he shows his face?"

[fillyourshadow]

     "Right. But sometimes it doesn't give me the results I normally wish for." she shrugs, giving the man a quick once over. She takes in a deep breath, disguising it as a sigh. He gives off a certain scent, one she really can't place. It also causes her to give him a suspicious look that she doesn't really mean to give. "Oh," she says, digging into her pocket again and pulls out a card to hand it over. "Here. I normally pick up but don't be surprised if you get someone different."

[circumlupus]

Rom yawns, gets to his feet and shuffles a little closer to get a decent look at the picture. He reaches out for it after a moment, as if he needs a better look at it. Yeah, the guy looks familiar actually, and he’s about to tell her before he remembers exactly why that is.

The guy went the wrong way about asking for a place to lay low, deciding to use violence and curses and nothing that would actually help him in the long run. Rom had lost his temper and, when that happens, controlling the Big Bad inside of him becomes a little difficult, pretty much impossible, if all the right buttons are pushed.

Which they were.

   "Haven’t seen him, I don’t think," he says. An easy lie, especially considering he’s had so much time to practice over the years he’s been alive. This guy’s gone the way of all Rom’s other victims and will most likely be found in the same way in a few hours or days. He’ll start covering his tracks now. "Might’ve stopped by briefly. A lot ‘a people do. Y’know, askin’ for directions, all that sorta stuff. Can’t really remember all their faces; too many. Sorry."

[fillyourshadow]

Not exactly what she wanted to hear today. But, it seems to be a running gag with these kind of things. Nobody ever sees the guy they're hunting down. Sure his face is familiar but they just can't ever place it and that leads her to yet another dead end. It's getting to the point where she's getting sick of dead ends. Luckily though she keeps cool and just takes her photo back, setting it in the pocket lining the inside of her jacket. "It's alright, no need to apologize." she sighs looking back to the man. "Sorry for the bother."

[circumlupus]

fillyourshadow | thexartfulxdodger

[circumlupus]

Rom is tired and irritable and right now, all he wants from the world is to be left alone for five minutes. But apparently the universe has other plans for him right now. Plans that involve socializing and talking and doing anything other than leaning back in the chair behind Luca’s desk and taking a long, long nap. 

He’s an old dog; he figures he’s allowed.

    “Is there somethin’ I can help you with?” he asks— or, rather, sighs while still attempting to be as polite as he’s paid to be. “‘Cause I’m on break.”

[fillyourshadow]

     "--Actually yes there is." she answers his question with a very authority like tone to her voice. But somehow she still manages to keep her tone soft so that she doesn't seem as irritated as she actually is. It's been a very long day. "Just a simple question needs to be answered and I'll be out of your way."

She pulls out a photo of a man. Someone she's hunting down at the moment. "Have you seen this man? Or any sign of him?"

[solosobreviviente-deactivated20]

He gives a glance at the photo, eyes narrowing as he scans his mind for any memory of seeing such a man, before he shakes his head in earnest. “He does look familiar…" He rubbed at his chin, "If I tell you where I’ve seen him before, will I get anything in return? Fair trade and all.”

[fillyourshadow]

Of course she should've realized. Sighing, she searched her mind to see if there was an offer she could give him until she finally made up her mind. "I'm sure there's a cash reward in store for you. Depends on how good your information is."

[solosobreviviente-deactivated20]

『 fillyourshadow 』

[solosobreviviente-deactivated20]

"Good evening officer. And how can this old hobo help you this fine chilly night…?”

[fillyourshadow]

     "--Oh, um..." she's run into plenty of homeless men but that didn't make her feel any better when coming by them. But, nevertheless, she pulls out a photo of a man anyways and shows him. "I was just wondering if you've seen this man pass through."

[rey-burkle-deactivated20220118]

[greatwolfdetective-blog]

    “No promises,” he says, a wide grin spreading across his face now. It’s a little hard when you can’t even tell where the fucking blood stops. At least it’s drying (uncomfortably). He shouldn’t make too much of a mess and he’ll sit on a blanket or something— fuck. That plan vanishes the second he remembers he has no money on him. "I’ll clean it up if it gets dirty. Promise."

[fillyourshadow]

     "Again, you're lucky I like you." she chuckles and starts to walk. "C'mon then, don't want to linger here. It wouldn't exactly look good if I'm hanging out with a man covered in blood."

[greatwolfdetective-blog]

   "I might’ve taken a nice little bayou tour," he admits after a short pause. "And my keys might’ve decided they liked it so much that they wanted to stay. So a ride home would be appreciated, if you can, please?"

[fillyourshadow]

She shakes her head with a small sigh, but soon a small grin makes it's way to her features. "You're lucky we're friends and I like you enough that I won't mind a little blood on my seats. That being said, you still need to try your best not to get any on my seats if you can."

[greatwolfdetective-blog]

   "Fuck," he says, and that’s it for a few long moments. He’d been pretty convinced that he’d locked himself up nice and firmly but apparently not. It’s a problem that he’s got roughly a month to figure out just to avoid anything awful next time. "Guess we need to invest in some stronger chains. Christ, people are gonna start thinking I’m into some real weird shit."

[fillyourshadow]

     "We'll figure something out." she says before pausing for a few moments. They really do need to figure something out before this gets them into some serious trouble. "For now you should probably clean yourself up."

[greatwolfdetective-blog]

   "Oh, yeah?" he asks. "Where’d you wake up? ‘Cause I woke up in a fucking tree. Mostly covered in gore, actually. Couldn’t tell if it was human or not so I just booked it."

[fillyourshadow]

     "An alleyway." she answers plainly. "Ripped up my favorite shirt too. There wasn't much around for me to figure out if I had attacked something or not though. Think I might've spooked a few people though."

[greatwolfdetective-blog]

    “Well, I didn’t do it on purpose! Besides, I’m not entirely sure that I did it. I just woke up in… questionable circumstances.”

[fillyourshadow]

     "I know, I know! Trust me I didn't find myself in a much better position either." she sighs. "I guess we won't know until we hear something about someone finding some mangled up bodies somewhere."

[greatwolfdetective-blog]

   "You were supposed to tell me I’m extremely charming and I shouldn’t doubt myself," he informs her, though he doesn’t look particularly bothered. Look, there’s a reason werewolves are never the good guys in stories and Jon’s the wolfiest wolf he knows. "Batman and Robin? Or— fuck it, I’m out of ideas."

[fillyourshadow]

    "Oh I'm sorry--" she laughs and sits herself up straight. She clears her throat, crosses her legs, bats her eyelashes and leans towards him with a bright smile on her face. "You are the most handsome and charming man I have ever met and you shouldn't doubt yourself at all." she finally says still looking up at him. By this point the bartender gives them both a look and Vic just bursts into laughter before sitting like she was before and taking another drink.

[greatwolfdetective-blog]

   "I’m not sure I’m… charming enough to be Prince Charming," he says slowly, apparently missing the joke. Ah, well, he’s had a long day. "You could always be Mario and I could be Luigi. Or you be a salt pot, I be a pepper pot. Or two of the Three Musketeers— we need more friends."

[fillyourshadow]

     "You missed the joke." she teases. "Or ketchup and mustard." she adds onto his list and just shakes her head with a laugh. "I think I'd feel pretty stupid going as that though. Considering there's probably only gonna be a couple people there and they're gonna try to come up with something where they can still act human."

[greatwolfdetective-blog]

   "Then I guess we’re lucky the full moon’s tonight and not on Halloween, aren’t we?" he chuckles. "Trust me, I’ve got no desire to run around all wolfy and angry. I’ll stick to costumes."

[fillyourshadow]

     "Maybe we can have matching costumes--" she starts as a joke. "I can go as princess and you can be my Prince Charming." With that she lets out a loud laugh and takes a sip of her drink. "I'm sure we'll figure something out."

[greatwolfdetective-blog]

     "I happen to think I’d make a pretty good ass end of a horse," he shrugs, feigning an insulted look. Not that this is something to get particularly insulted about— kind of stupid, now that he thinks about it, so he drops the whole thing and goes back to his drink. "If that’s out of the question… hm. What if I just go as a werewolf?"

[fillyourshadow]

     "I guess that all depends on how... creative you decide to get with it." she pulls a face but soon enough she's smiling again. "I know it's Halloween and it can be easy to get away with certain things but I'd hate for someone to try and pull off a mask that isn't necessarily a mask."

[detomalley]

   "Ah, I’m Detective O’Malley? I just got in from Las Vegas. I was told you knew I was coming? You must be Victoria Churchill."

[fillyourshadow]

     "Oh yes! They told me you'd be coming by. You can just call me Vic by the way. So what is it you're coming in for?"

[greatwolfdetective-blog]

    “We could always be laughably subtle about our little secret. You be Red Riding Hood, I’m the Big Bad Wolf. I’ll even dress up as Granny,” he snorts, shaking his head. "On second thought, I think I’d hate myself for that." He pauses, taking another drink as he thinks about what he could go as. "Always wanted to be the ass end of a horse."

[fillyourshadow]

The bartender comes over to give her another drink but she's far too busy laughing at his suggestions to even dare to reach over and grab it to take a sip. Once she calms down enough to speak all she does is give him a look as she smiles. "Really? The ass end of a horse?"