Kak, king of the ravens (
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gondolindrim2013-09-24 12:26 am
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In which I am involved in a hard-nosed police case!
Kak: *on Finrod's desk trying to write with his pen, but mostly chewing on it*
Finrod: There must be a better way.
Kak: *drops the pen* I'm making a REPORT
Finrod: Why don't you just tell me your report?
Kak: *affronted feather fluff* I learned to write for a reason, elf!
Finrod: *casually* Fine, fine... Whenever you're ready. *resumes his work*
Kak: *scritch scritch scritch*
Finrod: *itches to write it out for him, but doesn't want to get pecked*
Kak: *labouring over how to write 'suspect'*
Kak: zuzpac
Kak: *or has written the tengwar equivalent of that*
Finrod: Have you finished?
Kak: *looks at it, then nods, pushing it forward with one gnarly little raven foot*
Finrod: *picks up the paper and glances over it, trying to discern the writing*
Kak: *looks so totally proud of himself*
Finrod: So, tell me more about this.
Kak: but it's all in the report!
Finrod: Yes, I can see that, but I like hearing it firsthand as well.
Finrod: *not at all because the report is like trying to decipher a healer's prescription, no*
Kak: well. If you insist. *scratching, caw-y voice* *puffs up importantly until he's a giant ball of feathers* I pursued the suspect on wing for three blocks as she stopped and grabbed at least three wallets on her way!
Finrod: And you said she was a... *peers at the report* brown haired human?
Kak: Yes. I'm very sure. Brown
Kak: may have been wearing a gown
Finrod: Alright, and then what happened?
Kak: well, she stopped at a fruit stand. *taps the report* ten minutes. She laughed, twice. I think she was doing a human mating ritual. Shiny coins exchanged creepy hand-limbs.
Finrod: *resists the urge to rub his eyes* Anything that might lead to us finding her again before another set of citizens is pickpocketed?
Kak: *trying to sound like he's heard the elf and human police officers sound* At NOON, I remember because the hands on the clock all pointed one way, up, she walked across the square and bought a hank of meat. It was not the good kind of meat. I believe it was cow.
Finrod: Anything else?
Kak: Then she went to one of the small cottages and went inside and did not leave again until my shift was over.
Finrod: One of the cottages. In what part of the city?
Kak: Oh, I could just take you there
Kak: it had a bunch of flowers in the front none of the others had
Finrod: Yes. Yes, do that.
Kak: *hops onto Finrod's shoulder, can actually perch on it comfortably since Finrod's bigger than a human* forward!
Finrod: *grabs his cloak and heads out*
Kak: *hops onto his head so Finrod can get his cloak on*
Finrod: *winces, but fastens his cloak* Alright, where is this cottage?
Kak: *takes off, flying on ahead from stop to stop to wait for Finrod, semi-patiently*
Kak: *caws if Finrod is too slow!*
Finrod: I'm coming. I can't cut the corners you can.
Kak: and they say elves were the chosen ones
Finrod: Hush hush.
Kak: *gets him to the cottage with the crocuses in front and waits on the lawn*
Finrod: *makes careful note of the address*
Pickpocket: *comes out to yell at the creepy bird to get off her lawn*
Kak: That's her! That's the hair!
Finrod: Hush, I said.
Pickpocket: Excuse me? *looks and sees Finrod's armour* o.o *runs back inside and slams the door*
Finrod: *motions Kak back over to him*
Kak: *flies up* so, do I take her out?
Finrod: *can't help but laugh a little* Yes, after a fashion. Fly round back and see that she doesn't attempt escape.
Kak: *flies off to obey, then starts screaming the police have the place surrounded*
Pickpocket: *comes fleeing out*
Finrod: *easily catches*
Kak: *struts around the station after about his 'high profile' case*
Finrod: *really hard not to laugh at his antics; but at least spares everyone by writing the follow-on report himself*