#thatscienceydetective

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that-sciencey-detective started following you

Vongole trotted up to the newcomer and sniffed her shoes, wondering where she had come from. The dog sniffed her pockets too, it smelt like she had treats! "Rrrruff!!" maybe she would share them.

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OCD - Closed with thatscienceydetective

Most people could deal with a little mess. They didn't mind if their papers weren't straight, or if their pens weren't lined up symmetrically, it didn't stop them from sleeping if their curtains weren't even lengths, or the lap was too far to the left. Most people could cope without having their cans in alphabetical order, they didn't need to have everything in order, they just didn't see the point of spending all their time doing pointless organising. However Klavier Gavin was not 'most people', in fact, he was rather the opposite - although you wouldn't have guessed. You see, usually he could cope with it, could brush off the want to straighten someone's books, or lien up their pens. He didn't let on to how much it irritated him, or how stressed it made him. So nobody, apart from his brother knew of this little 'problem' - although, to Kristoph, it had been one of the only good parts about him. He supposed that's where he got it from. However, today seemed to be a rather bad day. Everything, every little crease, or misplaced book, or messy magazine piles were annoying him. Move the pen 2mm to the left. The plant should face towards to window. No, away from it. No.. No. He couldn't decide. It really did stress him out.

[thegavinbros]

that-sciencey-detective replied to your post:*URL smashes through window*

Omg I remember that! Also when she tipped a bucket of water over his head or something…? And then there was that time she shot him… Basically Ema’s a dick to Klav

// It was a glass of ice water, in front of all the other prosecutors.

Yeah, but Klavier kind of beat her to a bloody pulp once so I think he's even for the shooting.

[thegavinbros]

*URL smashes through window*

// It's okay, I didn't like that window either!

Opinion on;

Character in general: Ema was a favorite of mine in AJ. Her, Mr. Wright and their white powder for life.How they play them: Pretty nice. I still remember when your Ema punched Klavier in the face XDThe Mun: A sweetie! You were one of the first people I ever interacted with. In fact, didn't your Ema punch Klavier in the face for the 'Hit my character' meme? I think so! She's been around since the beginning of my blog~

Do I:

RP with them: when I'm not a dummkopf and forget our threads;; I promise I have it in my drafts! I planned on posting it all later so don't worry, it's thereWant to RP with them: Yes! In fact I need to get my reply to our thread posted tonight XD

What is my;

Overall Opinion: I like this chickie. I think people should go check out her blog, and follow mebbe if they like nice Muns and Ema Skye. And who doesn't like Ema Skye? No one. That's who.

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{ Supernatural AU with that-sciencey-detective }

He still couldn't quite believe he was here. SU was such a famed university that he was sure he wouldn't be accepted. He wasn't something impressive, like a skin walker or dragon, not a beautiful nymph or fairy. He was just a ghost. Admittedly, he did have powers much more impressive than most ghosts, but was once human, and he knew the endless bullying he would get from the others for being one of the few (possibly only) ghosts here.

He sighed, pushing the thoughts of endless torment out of his head and instead thinking of the positives. At the age of 18, Klavier had died, and he never intended to tell anyone how. In in last moments, he had cried of the idea of never getting to live his life, to be forced into eternal darkness. No angel had come for him.. everything was over.

So when he found himself floating out of his body, translucent but still.. him, and learnt that he was now a part of the illusive 'supernaturals', he hadn't known how to feel. He'd also learnt that there was a whole other world past the 'normal one', with jobs and.. futures. He may be stuck as an 18 year old for the rest of eternity, but he could still live.

Some jobs were normal, police, lawyers, singers, actors. Some weren't, although those are a whole other story. Crime still occured, although he didn't have much reason to fear most of it. Ghosts may be translucent, but if you tried to put your hand through them you'd be disappointed. It was quite cruel, really. He could be pushed and hurt but he couldn't die - if you stabbed him, for instance, it would cause pain but not much, and he'd heal pretty soon. The only thing that truly. scared him was that he could still be affected by dark magic. Nothing to fear, just don't piss off any demons.

Back to the matter at hand. He was a ghost, almost assured to be teased and pushed around, and he was about to meet his room mate. It was almost assured t go terribly.

[thegavinbros]

that-sciencey-detective replied to your post:// Sometimes I really wonder what is with my love...

Join the club. My English teacher hates me for it.

// That's gotta be fun.

I don't proofread RP posts as thoroughly as I do my stories, but even then I can have a fair amount of commas in there

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[ that-sciencey-detective ]

Apollo stopped short of giving his typical spiel of "Welcome to the Wright Anything Agency" when Ema announced herself.

"Ema, hey." His head tilted upwards from his position on the couch, staring just above her head. "Thanks for your help in our last case, by the way. Those fingerprints we found were just what we needed."

Ema's forensic kits never failed.

"Um--were you looking for Mr. Wright? He told me to tell you sorry, but something came up last minute, and he couldn't catch up with you today."

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5 people in Bluecorp's lobby

"Ooh, aren't you all an interesting bunch~? Tee hee!"

"And how may I help you all?"