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Missing Matchset Mystery [Closed]

WHO: Detective Llewellyn & Enis Edrin.
WHEN: July 14th.
WHERE: Llewellyn's detective agency & the Merchant Dome.
WHAT: The pair team up as an unlikely duo and solve a mystery.
WARNINGS: Crime, will update as needed.

Enis didn't really know what to expect when she showed up at Llewellyn's office but it wasn't this. Mostly because it was kind of small and a bit like a hole in the wall. That was a little bit of an exaggeration but still, it surprised her.

It was her understanding that he worked alone, so when she walked up to the door she knocked and then opened it to step inside. It was an open office for his clients. So it was probably okay.

"Detective? You in?" She'd told him that she was going to be stopping by.

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"I can help you train him." She didn't know shit about dogs but she knew how to train animals. It was easy. Though she understood if Llewellyn wanted to train him himself. Dog's were one of those creatures that required a familial bond.

She reached forward and grabbed the offered papers. It didn't take her long to flip through them. "What about this one? It isn't really entertaining but it's a stolen item. I might be able to help you find some info if it was hawked around the black-market."

Enis shrugged. "I hang out there sometimes and there might be fingerprints at the scene since its a breaking and entering. They didn't have access to the place without using force, so its likely someone the owner doesn't know who stole it."

Llewellyn was enjoying the experience of having a pet and teaching them, but he certainly wouldn’t turn down the opportunity to learn to work on some things he couldn’t quite figure out yet. “Could you? I certainly could use some assistance with um... teaching him not to chew on things. He’s been very stubborn about that.” He glanced down at the dog who seemed content to have settled at Enis’ feet for now, in case further pats would be granted later.

“I also intend to teach him to track, apparently they love that. Like an uh— game for them. So if you like, I might request your assistance in getting him to follow a trail to find someone.” He explained with a little smile, it might not be particularly useful here... but you never knew. If not, it seemed like the sort of thing that would help to entertain the pup and wear out some of his energy.

Oh, now a theft Llewellyn certainly could get behind. Well... depending on the theft. He’d been young and poor once, he knew what it was like to need to do what you could to get by. A break in though suggested it was a different sort of theft, so he leaned forward to squint a bit at the paper Enis was holding. “Thefts can sometimes be more complicated than they seem, that sounds like a good one to go with next.”

The detective couldn’t help the small grin though at Enis’ idea and the way she presented them. “You’re thinking like a detective, Enis. I think you’ll be very helpful.” He hadn’t even expected her to bring up fingerprints, or as they called them where he was from, finger marks. It was still a fairly new practice, one that Detective Murdoch could go on about at length. Of course, Enis was from the future... It was likely that the practice had caught on. “Mm... We’ll have to go to the scene and see what we can find. Hopefully they haven’t tampered with anything too much, It’s uh— hard to say if they’ve touched or messed with too much.”

Enis reached down and absently pet the cute little puppy. She didn't like sitting still and the dog provided a nice steady movement that didn't distract her from the conversation. "I can do that. There are a few methods for training. One is using incentives. I think with chewing we'll have to use negative reinforcement or buy him specific things he can chew and reward him for chewing his toys."

She looked down at the pup and lightly scratched behind his ears. "Food is the best way to do it." Enis also knew some tricks that required only occasional treats, teaching the puppy to be good for the chance of a treat instead of the promise of one.

Enis shook her head. "I have a scanner. I just need to scan the owners finger prints and I can scan the room and eliminate hers. That said, it could always be staged but it's more difficult to tell when you have a broken glass window. Glass isn't a common material and there is something called the 'block back effect' that occurs due to the glasses elasticity, causing there to be broken shards on both sides of the window." She was staring at the notes. "Let's check it out but do you have any pictures from the day it was found?"

“I could probably look around the market to see if they have anything specifically for dogs to chew?” He responded curiously, not really sure how else to go about it. “Positive reinforcement with treats as been very successful with everything else, I suppose it’s um— hard for him to help himself when it comes to chewing though.”

It didn’t help that the dog was so small, and so awkward looking with the wrinkles and the extremely long ears. Llewellyn is a softy.

He opened his mouth to comment on the investigation methods, before he got hung up on the word ‘scanner’ like he didn’t quite understand what the word meant. “Wait— you want you have a device that can just... scan a crime scene? That’s possible? I mean! Of course, it’s possible, you wouldn’t have said it if it weren’t but...”

He huffs a little, thoughtful as he mumbled, “Murdoch would love that...” He shook his head a little before he continued. “I presume that the future means a lot of advancements for methods of investigation...?”

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"If not I can probably make something. It just needs to be rubber. That'll be better for their teeth or bones. You can probably ask the butcher for anything they might be throwing away though I have no idea if they have the pieces of animal that aren't normally used in this place." The sphere didn't have animals; at least not in any traditional sense.

She glanced up when the topic shifted and looked a little surprised. She shouldn't be surprised but sometimes it was easy to forget how old school Llewellyn was. "Yeah. I have the tools. You just need a database to work from and compare against. Otherwise it's just data with no meaning. The hospital might have some records of blood types too. We can send any samples to them if the kidnapper hurt himself or left some DNA behind."

Enis shrugged. This all seemed very natural to her. "Murdoch was your partner. Right?"

Llewellyn was still very curious about the fact that the sphere didn’t appear to have livestock to speak of, so visiting the butcher and wondering on where the sphere’s meat came from was definitely something that had been on his mind once or twice. He had already nearly ruined a few meals for himself in his own world by being curious (almost went vegetarian, if it weren’t for someone mocking him), and eventually had decided it was probably better that he didn’t think on the subject too hard while here. “I will ask next time I’m at the market and let you know from there? He does seem uh... calmer after he’s been allowed to chew something. I don’t like to take things from him, but he’s not particularly discerning when it comes to what he chooses.”

The detective adapted well enough to the futuristic changes around him, he was used to having everything he knew being upheaved by some form of chaos or other, and so he tried his best to catch up on more modern advancements that were common upon arrival. So it wasn’t strange that people forgot that he was from the 1900s, especially considering some of the strange things that shouldn’t exist during that era in his own world. Admittedly, he was only just realizing that it extended to how he did his job as well though. “That sounds very useful... Do you have anything I can um— read or look over to try to learn how that all works? Seems that there are still a few things I need to catch up on.” Not that he properly understands some stuff, science and invention isn’t really his forte. Murdoch was the science and forensics guy, he was the more about the mind and for lack of a better term ‘heart’ of the perpetrator.

He looked up with raised rows at the idea that Murdoch was his partner though, a small smile on his face as he shook his head. “Mm... We work together sometimes, usually just to lend a hand on a case that’s too big for one person. I owe him a lot, I was uh... let go because of disagreements where I worked first and he allowed me to work out of his station. I’m more of a spare part around the station to be honest, usually there’s only one detective per station house.”

More him helping Murdoch than the other way around, Llewellyn had a hard time asking for assistance. George was his friend, but more often Murdoch’s actual partner, “I did have someone close to a partner once... Constable Jackson. A stout, earnest fellow. Sharp of wit and mind.” He mumbled with a little shrug, there’s a small amount of hurt in the back of his expression, Jackson was unfortunately dead.

Enis glanced up at him and shrugged. "No but I can probably find a few books on it at the library. It seems to have a bit of everything." She'd probably have a better chance at finding what he needed since she'd know what to look for.

She stepped next to Llewellyn and lightly tapped his shoulder in a way that she'd once seen on TV. "Until you're caught up, I can be your part-time partner. At least from time to time." It would be a nice change in pace from the shop.

“That would be very helpful, Enis. Otherwise, you um... might get tired of my questions.” He responded with a little smile. Llewellyn definitely wanted to avoid that, he liked having his friends company and the idea of having someone to work with that was both agreeable and tended to understand what he was trying to get at was definitely a pleasant one.

The detective was a little surprised when she tapped his shoulder lightly, before a familiar little smile slipped into place. He definitely appreciated the gesture, it was almost an oddly approving one he occasionally had been granted back home. “Thank you? I look forward to working with you— when you have time, of course. You’re already more agreeable than some people I’ve worked with.” He paused for a moment, before adding, “Maybe we’ll even solve one of the first real cases I’ve seen come through together?”

Enis smirked. "I don't care if you ask dumb questions but that's only you. If you were someone else I'd probably get pissed off and tell you to figure it out." Luckily for him, Enis had taken a shine to the awkward detective.

"Anyway, let's check this out. I'm free for the rest of the day and this seems interesting. Let's just swing by the shop and I'll pick up some stuff that I can show you how to use. I'll have to probably take some time to make you something super useful but for right now, I have a few things." It was exciting to start yet another project. Not the making repairs wasn't 'fun' but it was usually very tedious work. It was only her inventions that brought her enjoyment, even when she fucked up and got frustrated at them.

"Sound good?"

Sometimes, they were very alike. Llewellyn had certainly been prone to being a touch more difficult when it came to certain people around him. Then again, it was also more of a defence mechanism. One that he’d been learning to curb a bit in recent years. “Well that’s very kind of you, though you don’t know how many questions I’m prone to asking yet.” He added with a little grin, before checking the address on the request.

“I think that does sound good. I think your shop is uh— a little closer than the crime scene anyway.” He responded with a smile, folding the paper up and tucking it in a pocket before he went searching for his hat. It was currently sitting on top of a lamp, before he snagged and popped it on his head.

He does take a moment to get Pretzel settled, making sure there was fresh water near the smallish pillow he’d been using for a bed for now. Normally he’d bring the dog with him, but this actually seemed like it might be a proper case compared to the other things he’d been called on for.

Putting a sign up at the door, he turned to Enis with a nod, “We should be set to go. I’ll mm... let you lead where we’re going to the shop first.”

"If you piss me off I'll let you know." She wasn't afraid to the world know when she was annoyed. It was easier than any other emotion that Enis has yet to come face to face with.

"Sure. Let's go." Enis shoved her hands into her pockets and began to walk towards the exit, pausing only long enough to make sure that the puppy was settled and taken care of.

The way to the shop wasn't too far. Everything in the merchant domes were fairly close together. "I'll be quick. Wait out here." After about twenty minutes, Enis reappeared with a black torn backpack filled with things that may or may not assist them.

“I trust that you will.” And he does, most people aren’t afraid to tell him off to begin with, though with Enis he’s more comfortable with it just being out of respect for the fact that he’d understand and not... because of a general dislike for him.

Llewellyn followed Enis to the shop after that, leaning against the side of the building with his shoulder as though he were holding it up for most of the duration of her disappearance inside. He was in detective brain mode, thinking about the few scant details of the case and looking forward to getting to the crime scene. The detective didn’t like that there were crimes to investigate, but he did like to feel useful. It was important for him to have thing to do, matters to turn his mind over on in place of thinking about things he’d rather not.

When she returned, he pulled away from the building with a nod. “Wow, you uh— have a lot of things.” He commented as they started walking again, brows raised curiously as he looked at the bag. Llewellyn couldn’t guess what was in the bag, but he couldn’t help but wonder over it. There was just so much that he didn’t know now, so much to catch up on and learn that he hadn’t even considered before.

"Not really. I just don't know what we'll need or how useful any of this stuff will be." She shifted the backpack onto her shoulders and gestured for him to lead the way. She'd never been to site before and really had no idea where they were heading. "I packed some extra crap for you to look at and ask questions about later. Figured it'd be useful to see what kind of stuff you'd want to use."

Enis was excited to develop tech for him. It meant that her weapon's and armour protects would be tossed onto the back burner but she was fine with that.

"So I got something that can possibly date blood by its state of oxidation. I also have some tools that can map out a room and then the sensor's. I don't know what will actually work so I have a few." She shrugged. "I'm sure something will work."

Llewellyn would have been flattered that she was willing to put her other projects on the back burner for him, although anyone who knew him might suggest she not put the armour aside. He was a bit prone to getting in trouble after all. Not that he’d admit to needing protection. “Ah— that might be very useful in a situation where there was evidence of a struggle, to work out when it might have happened?”

He leads on as suggested, moving away from the shop and down the road towards some of the other inhabited domes used by the older residents. Those who had been here before the rest, as he thought of them. Mapping out the room would be helpful? Murdoch usually builds these mm... crime scene models in his office if there’s more than one room involved. It’s good to be able to reference when not at the scene? So, that might be quite helpful.”

"That's the idea. Not sure it'll be worth it for this case but I figured I can show you how to use it, you can play with it and if you break it, I'll have time to fix it." She flashed him a sardonic smile as she followed him towards the residential domes. She had a rough idea that's where they were heading but it felt important for Llewellyn to take the front line.

He's been here before and can likely gain access without Enis having to utter a word and she really didn't like talking to people.

"Anything else you think could be helpful? I can see if I can make something to assist." It was a good brainstorming exercise as they walked.

He gives her a slightly clumsy grin back, the sort that suggested he couldn’t deny that she might have to fix something... “Well that’s uh— probably good. Though I have yet to break any of Murdoch’s inventions, if that helps.” This was only because Murdoch always caught him messing about with stuff and would tell him to stop. Oh well... At least his new friend seemed fine with him playing around with things and trying them out.

“Hmmm...” Llewellyn was thinking about the idea that anything else might be helpful. He wasn’t entirely sure how much was possible as far as technology was concerned, but he was eager to find out. Of course, there was one thing he was rather fond of that he had yet to seek out himself. It... seemed a little simple compared to her other inventions, but the detective would probably value help with this particular issue quite a bit. “I’ve seen these mm... things people use to record their voices? Alex has something like that. I uh— I take a lot of notes, and I was thinking it might be helpful?”

He scuffs a food, glancing ahead thoughtfully as they moved from one area to another, “I have uh— issues sometimes with remembering things—” An understatement, but he wasn’t about to try to explain that until it became pertinent or someone called him out on it. “And as you might have noticed... I tend to be disorganized.”

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