Supernatural RP (Closed)

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September 13, 2045

Rain fell as the young woman and her adopted sister drove through the country side of Washington State. Tapping her hand on the steering wheel of her Ferrari as she listened to the radio playing one of her favorite songs. She looked over to her sister to make sure she was ok for a second before taking her eyes back to the road. Just as the song was getting good the radio turned into static. "Crap." Tori muttered messing with the radio trying to get it working again.

"I'll be right back when your orders are up." the waiter said walking away. Tori laughed as the guy left, "Man did you see the look on his face? Priceless. So where's the place we need to be at?" she asked her sister. She knew it was a crime scene; it's almost like watching some corny ghost buster show.

Zinnia chuckled as the waiter walked away, he really had looked quite surprised at the amount of food they had ordered. She looked to Tori to answer her question.
"Uhm. The crime scene was at that local high school you said about. Apparently a guy was killed but there is no evidence of murder or even suicide."

Zinnia's tone was suddenly more serious and she seemed to almost lose that childlike quality that she had had when ordering her food.

"Think it might be a spirit?" she asked pouring some sugar into the coffie. Tori wasn't that fond of ghosts, manly what had happened to her dad and all. They were going to look deeper into the crime scene.

"Sounds like it..." replied Zinnia, "Cause when ghosts kill there usually aren't any marks and stuff... you know?"
Zinnia couldn't help but wonder what motive the ghost could have for killing such a young guy.... well.. he didn't seem young to Zinnia because she was nine, but to the rest of the world his age was considered young.

"Yeah. We'll have to becareful with the police, also we need to get our things together. We don't know what this spirit might be but this might be fun." Tori whispered. Just then the waiter came with their food. "Thank you." she said grabbing the salt. "Is there anything else I can get you?" the waiter asked. "Is there a newspaper for today?" "Yes." "That is all that I need and I need a refill on my coffie." Tori said handing her cup to the waiter.

Zinnia grinned as the food was delivered and it didn't take her long to start digging in. She ate ridiculously fast for the first few bites, before realising she would most likely get a stomach ache unless she slowed down. She had gotten stomach aches before from eating food too fast... it wasn't exactly nice.

Tori took a few bites out of her sandwitch and notice it was slightly lacking flavor. she put salt and pepper on her two eggs and started to mix them up. the waiter came back with today's Newspaper and refilled her coffie,"Thank you." she said as she glanced up. once she was saticfied with the way her eggs looked she took off the top of her sandwitch and put the egg in it. Some people may find this wierd but Tori liked it. Taking another bite she felt some of the tomato juice and egg yoke drip down, taking a napkin wipping her face and hands she began to read the Newspaper.

Zinnia wolfed down another few bites before she spoke again.
"Anythin' interestin' in the news pa'er?" she asked, talking with her mouth full. Despite her intelligence and experiences, Zinnia was still just a nine year old at heart.

"Don't talk with your mouth full. I can't find anything that can help us, but there is a crime scene near here. It not about the kid but it's similar, the police are saying that they have no leads on the suspect. We'll have to check it out and again tonight." she said putting the newspaper down. She finished off half of her BLT and half of the Tator Tots. She decided to save the other haves for later she got the waiters attention and asked for a go box.

"Don't talk with your mouth full," Tori had said. Once Zinnia finished her mouthful, she giggled at it. Tori probably knew that she wouldn't listen.
"So two crime scenes in one day? Can't be too hard."

Zinnia smiled at Tori. One of the problems that came with their job were the crime scenes. Forged identities were fine if you're over the age of twenty, but when you're nine, you find it a bit harder to gain access to these without having to play the oblivious child and wander in. Though even with that you would have to come up with heck of a decent reason for being there.

Blinking, Zinnia wolfed down the remnants of her meal, deciding that she would rather not ask for a 'go-box' herself as it would mean she would have to carry it. Zinnia then finished off her drink. Unfortunately, gulping down a soda that fast gave people hiccups, and Zinnia was no exception.
"Hic."

Tori chuckled and finished of the rest of her coffie, "Go to the car and wait for me. I won't be long."she said getting up to pay for the food. It only took her a few minutes to pay, taking two dollers out she placed it on their table. Tori grabbed her box and headed out to the car. Once she was at the car she poped the trunk and went there. Opening the fake base she tookout two fake ID's and a large brown bag.

Zinnia frowned and put on a pout-y face before getting up and heading for the car whilst Tori paid the bill. She was still hiccuping when Tori reappeared, popping the trunk. Whilst it was open, Zinnia grabbed her scarf that was amongst the clothes that were stored in the top half of the trunk. She wrapped it around her neck. It was blue, matching her pump shoes.

Tori put her box in the back seat and got in the drivers seat. She leaned over and opened the Passanger door, "Hop in." she said putting on a navy blue shirt over her tanktop. She liked colors that looked good with black. She looked at her fake ID as it read "Terra Hudson: FBI"

Zinnia nodded, and dashed around to the other side of the car. Grinning, she hopped into the front. She always enjoyed the car journeys more when she rode in the front seat, however she would mostly ride in the back, at least when she felt remotely tired, as she could practically lie down in the back seat.
"So what's our story?" she asked, wondering how they would get a child onto the crime scene this time.

"We are "FBI agents" coming in to investigate the crime scene. Just tell them that you are just short for your age or a child prodagy." Tori siad starting the car and drove off to the Crime scene. It was only a few minutes away, the site before Tori was to her like a scene out of her favorite show. A two story house that was white with black window sill's. The windows were shattered and the door was wide open. Strange thing was there was only two police cars and four officers. This should make things easier.