Sleazy Seeker

Part time investigator, part time asshole.

[andreashelfish]

Andrea bit her lip. “I mean…you’re kind of trespassing. So that’s something wrong. Just…if you fall, I was never here.” She leaned against the brick wall, blowing smoke and thinking to herself until curiosity got the best of her. “What are you up there taking pictures of?”

[sleazyseeker]

Evan shrugged and smirked, "The sunset I guess." He answered simply as he took more photos. He found a genuine happiness when it came to taking photos of such things. However this wasn't going to stop him from taking photos of the residents. For now though, he wanted to enjoy himself and not risk having his camera broken again.

[andreashelfish]

Andrea lowered her arms, squinting up at him as he spoke before taking a long drag to calm down. “Oh…okay then.” She paused for a moment, tucking her hair behind her ear. “But um, I don’t think you’re allowed to be up there. It’s like, really dangerous, and my boss would kill you. She eats people, on occasion,” she called, tapping the square to drop ash to the ground.

[sleazyseeker]

Evan sighed and asked, "Caaan you just not tell anyone?", before sitting on the ledge of the roof. "I mean, I'm not doing anything wrong. Just taking some pictures." He admitted to the girl. 

[andreashelfish]

Andrea had been working for a good hour now, but if felt like four. The crowd was big for a Monday, and she found herself in desperate need for a change of scenery. She moved through a group of people, making her way to the back and untying her apron from her neck to let it hang at her waist. When she opened the side door, stepping out into the alley, she breathed in, walking to lean against the brick of the opposite building. It wasn’t until she was lighting a cigarette that she noticed someone standing near the edge of the bar’s roof. Her eyes widened and she immediately went into a slight panic. “Uh…HEY! Um, are you okay? Just stay there! I’ll…I’ll go get someone!” she yelled up at him. “Just…don’t jump! You have everything to live for! Well…I’m assuming! Even if you’re like, homeless, it’ll be okay! Greene’s gives free fries sometimes!” She realized she was screaming a ramble with her hands in the air, her cigarette burning slowly and muttered to herself. 

[sleazyseeker]

Evan heard a voice yelling from below and looked down to find the woman who was calling up to him. She thought he was... suicidal? Confusion struck him as he stood awkwardly near the edge of the roof, "Oh uh... Uhm... no I'm fine thank you!" He stated as he let his camera hang from his neck by it's strap, "And uh I'm not homeless either!" He then assured the woman, hoping she'd calm down and not cause a scene.

[sleazyseeker]

After Evan's meal, he decided to take pictures again, However this time, he was taking pictures of scenery, like he'd said he would when he had lied all those times before. He found himself atop a bar called "Tartarus", watching the sunset and taking photos as it did.

[ru-moreau]

"It was an honest enough mistake. Just make sure you develop a little more discretion," Ru said, nodding with slight approval. She hoped he was being genuine, at least, or they’d have problems again, she could tell. Still, she smiled at the kid and waved her hand, backing up towards the end of the alley. "Do you need directions or anything? Like I said, I do know a few other places you might get better shots of the scenery."

[sleazyseeker]

"Oh really?" Evan replied, "Where then?" He asked, getting excited at the thought of finding a new place. However he knew, after this, back to work. His passion was still to find out what was going on in this town and he was sure he was going to do it.

[ru-moreau]

A small part of Ru wanted to be sympathetic towards the kid, and she let that part of her leak into her icy voice, but her eyes didn’t lose their seriousness, nor did she let her stiff posture break.

"I believe you, to an extent," she said, leaning closer to peer at his camera, "and even if you were taking pictures of just the buildings, that’d be fine. But I’m going to have to ask you to delete all the photos you’ve taken containing any of the townsfolk effective immediately. Even if it’s a passing glance." She looks back at him, letting a smile of sorts pull at her lips, "That’s not too much to ask, isn’t it? You must have gotten other good scenery pictures. And the day is still young. I can point you to some nice spots close to the wood that’d have a nice view to make up for it."

[sleazyseeker]

Evan shrugged, smiling, "I guess miss. I'll just delete them then..." He said sincerely. He wasn't about to piss off a cop. He checked the camera and looked through each photo he'd taken today and deleted the ones of people. He wasn't entirely lying when he said he's like to take pictures of the scenery. He found it rather peaceful. "Again, I'm really sorry Officer. I promise not to take anymore photos of people." He lied again, planning on taking photos tomorrow morning.

[sleazyseeker]

It had been a few days since Evan had taken pictures of other residents and he was surprised how much he'd found. He'd found quite a few more people with glowing eyes, and even one with what seemed to be a crack on their skin. However something about this felt wrong to him. Clearly people around here had a lot to hide, but he didn't know why. However, despite all these new leads, he decided to leave his new camera at home for the day and head to the local diner to grab something to eat. He sat down at a booth and awaited a waitress so he could order his food.

[ru-moreau]

"Without my consent or previous foreknowledge?" she asks coolly, not buying it for a moment, "Look, kid, I’m a police officer for Sangren PD," -she flips out her wallet, showing her badge and ID for long enough that he can read it- "Under the law, I can’t keep you from photographing me on duty because I’m a public servant." There’s a pregnant pause that descends on them as she flips her wallet closed and back into her peacoat’s inner pocket, her eyes fixing him with a look. "I’m off duty, and since I’ve never talked to you before or in uniform, you obviously haven’t the faintest who I am. Which means your pictures, realistically, are criminal, and you’ve put me in an uncomfortable, unsolicited position. Now," she says, voice never loosing it’s brisk edge, "who else have you photographed today?”

[sleazyseeker]

Oh shit, Evan thought to himself. He was really in for it now, "Not uh... not that many officer I mean uh other than you ... two? Three if you count the one that stepped into the frame right as I was taking a photo of an art store?" He said nervously as he scratched the back of his head through his beanie. "I promise I'm not some creep. I'm kinda new here too, to be honest..."

[tennismacinlouboutins]

She laughed. Loudly. Loudly enough even to shock the elder woman who passed by, but she couldn’t help it. Never in her life had she heard someone so wrong. “I don’t know what kind of Napoleonic complex you’ve developed in life that makes you think that someone might find your stupid insults endearing, and I don’t particularly care.” She couldn’t believe that this little troll of man had the audacity to speak to her this way. Mackenzie stepped closer, their difference in height even more obvious. She looked down still noticing the camera in his hand, and she grabbed it. She flung it onto the ground, satisfied when she heard the lens crack. And for an additional measure, she crushed it underneath the heel of her shoe. Looking back towards this idiot, she smiled. “Since you’re obviously incredibly dumb, I’m going to give you a tip by being a friendly neighbor and all. The police in this town are useless and calling them won’t do you any good. So maybe next time, you’ll be careful about who call cheap.” Tossing her hair over her shoulders, she adjusted her back, and began walking towards her car. 

[sleazyseeker]

Evan rolled his eyes. His first camera. Broken. "And I'm not that short! ...I'm like six feet tall!" He yelped as he picked up the pieces to his camera, "In six inch heels maybe..." He then commented on his own retort. He really made himself look like a fool by forgetting what he was dealing with. He wasn't an untouchable rich kid anymore, he was just a nobody. He decided to just head home for the day as he had his fill for depressing realizations as it was.

[francesxsmith]

Her eyes narrowed, her arms crossing over her chest. There was a growing sensation of agitation growing in her, Frances was far from dumb. “Bullshit.” There was basically no height to her, she was reliant on only her stoic expression to show she was serious. “Delete them.” 

[sleazyseeker]

Evan sighed, "Look I'm sorry I was just trying to collect photos of the town and the people in it. I meant no disrespect." He stated, desperately wanting to have as many photos of residents as possible. "This one has great lighting and I really don't want to waste it."

[ru-moreau]

Mitsuru had been riffling through some of the bags in the back of her Wrangler when her ears perked. Over the soft bustle of the street down the road from the PD, past the soft twitter of birds and the wind ,she heard a rather…cautious ‘tack-tack’ sound of a shutter snapping closed, then open.  A camera, she realized, lifting her head to stare through the car’s front windshield at the treeline far off, a professional camera. She was no keen predator, not like some of the others, but she was still a witch, and a witch had her tricks. A witch that was also a detective had double the amount. One learned to listen to the world, and allow the world to listen back. In silence, nothing was as clear as something that was not supposed to be there. Tack-tack. She straightens, and looks over her shoulder to the left, brown eyes shaded in the afternoon light. Tack-tack. She feels her hackles rise as she spots the glare of the lens, the lens directed at her.

'Who the hell’- Tack-tack

She violently shuts the hatch on her car, making her way over to the shadow in the alley way, her nerves on edge as she gets nearer and-

"What are you doing?"

[sleazyseeker]

Evan didn't know how to react, this was certainly the most determined approach toward him today, "Oh I'm sorry! I didn't mean to disturb you!" He said, confused as to how he was found, "Ugh, sorry that sounded creepy didn't it? I'm sorry, I'm a photographer. I wanted to take some photos of residents in their daily lives for a project I'm working on." He falsely explained.

[tennismacinlouboutins]

She rose an eyebrow, her arms still across her chest. “You have no clue who am I, but you thought that I’d be perfectly fine with a complete stranger taking my photo? For all I know, it could be part of some twisted spank bank you’re keeping.” She had more than a couple inches on him, so she knew it would all to easy to stomp on him, but his blood wasn’t really worth ruining her Louboutins. ”Alright, perv. Here’s what going to happen. One, you’re gonna to delete the photos you took of me. And two, that’ll stop me from kicking your ass and breaking that cheap ass Nikon you have. You understand? Or do I need to talk slower?”

[sleazyseeker]

"Oh I completely understand, mam, now here's what you're going to understand." Something about what the woman had said struck a nerve with Evan, he just wasn't sure whether it was being called a 'perv', or if it was the 'talk slower' bit at the end. "First off, I don't have to do shit for your dirt-poor ass. Second, you couldn't possibly make it into my, 'spank bank', as you called it, partly because you aren't classy enough, or pretty enough for that matter, to be even remotely considered. Third, this camera is worth more than your sorry ass three times over. Now you wanna step out of my way or should I call the police and have you arrested for harassment?" He sassed back, retaining a cheerful grin on his face.

[francesxsmith]

It had been a successful day out shopping, something Frances rarely said, the weight of all the new books in her back pressing against her leg. She took note of an unfamiliar man with a camera in his hands, it was pointed towards her. What he’d want pictures of her for, she didn’t know. She didn’t like it either. “What are you doing?” 

[sleazyseeker]

"Uh..." Evan froze, "Nothing just finding some pretty people. I'm a photographer." He lied, "I'm sorry, I could delete it if you'd like." He offered, knowing he wouldn't actually delete the photo.

[tennismacinlouboutins]

She was already irritated, and the ma’am he squeaked out only made things worse. “Ma’am? How old do you think I am, little boy?” Mackenzie rolled her eyes, not believing him for a second. “The scenery, huh? In this two car town?” She crossed her arms over her chest, and held out a hand. “Then let me see your pictures. I’m curious to see what you were able to spot with your little camera.”

[sleazyseeker]

Evan was intrigued, the first person he'd officially met in this town and it wasn't what he expected. She didn't seem like a clueless townie. However, he still couldn't trust her. "I think I'd rather keep my possessions with me. No offense but I have no idea who you are." He replied with a smirk.

[tennismacinlouboutins]

Mackenzie, haggard from being on her feet most of the day, locked up Arabella. She quickly walked down the street only to notice that a shady individual with a camera was taking photos. Was he taking photos of her, she mused. Turning around, she sighed. “Okay, you short sad man. What exactly are you doing?”

[sleazyseeker]

Evan jumped a bit, causing his camera to seemingly leap out of his hands. As he caught the expensive piece of hardware, he turned to speak to the woman and acquired a fake quirky smile, "Just taking some photos of the scenery mam." He lied, lowering camera to hang upon his neck again.

[sleazyseeker]

"Alright, time to snap some more pics..." Evan spoke to himself, looking around for someone to snap a photo of. The photo he'd taken of the one man with glowing eyes proved his assumption that something was off about the town, and now, he found his next target. He quickly snapped a few photos of the person, hoping they wouldn't catch him.