New Jersey, Thursday Late Morning/Early Afternoon

[l1ttle_billy]

Five police cars, one fire truck, and two ambulances arrived. Uniformed police got out of the cars and began a sweep of the immediate area. The first man out of one of the cars however, was not wearing a uniform. Well, not a police uniform at any rate.

The man in the black suit strode purposefully towards Snake-Eyes.

"What in god's name happened here? Scarlett said you and Billy were going to rescue Storm Shadow. She didn't say anything about a pitched battle in the middle of Jersey with the Dreadknocks."

Snake-Eyes could only shrug, and started signing an explanation.

[Live play of the aftermath of Billy's plot. For those who are already involved, and NFB due to distance. Small OCD coming is up.]

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Re: At The Scene

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

"I think hearing those once is enough," Adam shook his head, grimacing slightly.

"That's the only option," he admitted, agreeing with her. "That might work, it is the truth and we just don't have to elaborate."

Re: At The Scene

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

"Do you know when his office hours are? It's probably better to go forth and confess, rather than waiting to be called in," she decided. "After all, that would be the ethically responsible thing to do, and it's one less thing to get yelled at for."

Re: At The Scene

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

"I'm not sure, honestly," Adam admitted. "I think he has them on Tuesdays, and a couple other days during the week," he guessed. "It most certainly is," he agreed wholeheartedly. "Hopefully that will gain us a few brownie points with him."

Hey, Adam was being optimistic here.