Getting on the Right Track

[sup]Steven lunch time was being spent much like any other. By finding a secluded spot away from others and reading. While getting away with a sneaky cigerette while he could. However that didn't last for long as out of the corner of his eye, Steven saw what looked sort of like a cross between wolf and man. However the something struck him about them as if he should know them, as well as what on earth they were doing sniff along the grounds.[/sup]

[sup]Stubbing out the remains of the cigerette he had been smoking hidden behind his book. Steven closed it and stuck it under his left arm as he got up and walked toward the wolf. Ending up cutting them off and asking directly. "You lost something?" Half expecting that to be the reason, unknowingly making the task harder due to the smell of smoke that came from him. No doubt the wolf nose would still be able to follow the trail it was, but it was unlikely to be as pleasent. [/sup]

[sup]Looking at the wolf hybrid something clicked in his brain as he caught the wolves eyes. "Wait a minute..." Steven muttered to himself, lifting his free hand to his chin in though. "Do I know you?" He asked feeling like he should have, but not knowing exactly why as they certainly didn't look like someone they had met. Wracking his brain as to those he had met of a wolf like persuastion since arriving on the island and quickly eliminating them one by one until to one candidate was left even though they looked mostly different right now. "Aww fuck really!" Steven cursed to himself, hoping all of a sudden that he was mistaken.[/sup]

"I was simply standing with a friend who does...Officer. Passive smoking at its finest." Steven cut back quite quickly. He wasn't sure how good Quinn's sense of smell was, but Steven expected that it was good. However it wasn't like he was breathing in Quinn face, his clothes could easily have picked up the smell from another smoker. Though he probably could find the cigarette stub itself if he wanted to. Making Steven regret not remember to turn it to ass, rather then just stubbing it out.

"Those lesson are going fine, it's a lot easier to not get caught breaking rules when someone actaully gone to the length to tell you what they are. Plus as I said, I like learning...Officer." It was clear though, the second time round that the pauses before the title were purposeful. Polite, but to the point of disdain. "So you are obviously not here to make sure that I've been attending them, what minor occurrence has your notice today? Officer." Steven said, casually folding his arms and tilting his head to look at Quinn.

Steven rolled his eyes when the officer, spoke to him, addressing Steven in the same manner was obvious to him because he had already done so. The content of what Quinn said though caught Steven's attention and he smiled slightly without notice. "See that's the sort of thing police services should use their time." Steven said a slight hint of approval in his voice, that the officer was here on a job that he considered an important one. "Sorry to say I can't say I know the girl." Steven anwsered the question.

In truth Steven actually hadn't heard about the girl going missing. She was a cheerleader, not the normal type of person would pay attention to. Well to say he hadn't heard about it was some what untrue, in actuality Steven had over heard a conversation about, but his mind hadn't been paying attention and so it was lost to the unreliable part of his memory.

Steven circled to the side slightly, removing himself from the trail and being more to the officer side. He didn't leave though, instead asking a question in return. "Are missing people common around here?" A question born out of curiousity and self concern, wondering if the supernatural nature of the island cause more crimes to go unsolved or not even known about.

Steven filtered the new information through the stored memories of varied text books he had read over the years. He wasn't sure about the population of the island, but even with a 10 percent higher avarage missing people, it was near impossible that the figure was higher then back home in the states. While still unlikely to even be above the U.K. either. While he expected that the island wasn't too much smaller, britian was know for a extremely high population for his size. No matter about the fact though, such a higher rate of missing cases was some what unsettling.

"Well thank you for the infomation I guess. Wouldn't have occured to me to look it up if I hadn't heard about your case." Steven sounded slightly less hostile after Quinn had anwsered his question. "I suppose if I hear anything I'll pass it on." 'If you are not busting my ass for stupid shit.' Steven added in the confines of his head, showing a little restraint in what he said aloud.

While it was clear that Steven and Quinn were unlikely to really get on. Steven didn't let that dislike extent to his sense of morality. In fact Steven was more then likely to at least spend a little time asking those he knew, if they knew the girl in question. Maybe even pointing them in Quinn direction if they seemed to know anything that could help the man. As unlikely as it was. If the officer had nothing more to really add in respone. Steven would simply wait and watch him go, waiting until he was out of sight before pulling a smoke out and enjoying it with a slight chuckle.