What A First Day

Introductions had been made, tours were completed and now it was back to work. It was very familiar work for Shiariel, but with this time with top of the line Technological and Magical devices to help with analyzing anything that was brought into the Manta Carlos Police Department. Though Shiariel didn't need much of the equipment now that she was someplace she was able to use her abilities to help with her work. Though they weren't exactly instantaneous it seemed to speed up a lot of the work that had begun to pile up in the section that Shiariel was given to work.

It was more then halfway through the day, currently dressed in comfortable slacks and light cream blouse under the white lab coat open at the front as it went down to her ankles and her flats. While she worked it allowed her to think everything was normal and her life hadn't been given a swift kick downward to crash into the ocean of despair that was waiting for her when she would get home to her empty bed and her son who was on the verge of hating her. She was at work though and refused to let it reach her.

Though her thoughts were thrown off any track they had been when she heard a loud ruckus to the double doors that lead into the labs. When she looked up from the 'holographic' display in front of her as she sat on a stool looking over some angelic text of some material found at a crime scene she found two men there one entering one after the other a couple paces seperating the two but they seemed really eager to walk in her general direction. When her eyes landed on each in turn though her ability activated and two smaller windows appeared next to the larger one of her analysis. She looked back down at the windows and read their names and who they were. "Allan Sovereign, Quarter Angel Blood Human. and a Jacob Bonhuer, Demon....well that is interesting to see in a department..." When Shiariel read off the names to herself it was under her breath and probably wouldn't be heard by anyone as she moved the two windows off to the side and 'minimized', she would read more later. Then she looked back up to see them walking towards her.

Though she looked at them cognitively she registered that both were quite...handsome. But then she felt a wave of guilt wash over her. Thinking even after a over a year she still felt like it was betraying her dead husband.

Allan seemed to be calm and collected and determined as well. Behind him Shiariel could see Jacob's face would be forming a mean bruise on it some time later that day. She didn't have time to really contemplate went the two of them were here when Allan put his hand out to Shiariel to shake.

Taking the hand in her own she looked up into Allan's eyes giving a firm handshake even with her smaller hands. "Shiariel Haine..." She would have continued on to say, and how could i help you. But Jacob was trying to talk to her now as well. "I am one of the women to work here yes."

Her tone was distant, like she could be doing something more important and her gaze was her usual 'i know more about who you are then you do.' sort of way. They were interupting her scan she was given to complete as soon as she could. "How can I help you two gentlemen today?"

Shiariel's eyes rolled as she pulled up the windows on both of them, she didn't care if they looked over her shoulder. The text was in angelic script and was hard for most people to read in the first place. "Allan Sovereign, private detective, you try not to take credit for most of your completed cases letting local authorities take it instead. It also goes on to talk about some of the cases but that would be a waste of both your's and my time at this moment."

She then looked at Jacobs file and partially raised an eye brow at what she read. " Jacob Bonheur police detective, reposible for multiple major busts in your career, though the records show that most are unsure of you are either a brilliant genius who had great luck avoiding death or a bumbling fool who just stumbles through cases and happen to close them...again due to luck."

She turned to regard the two men in front of her, "Now, seeing as how I work in the forensics department I'd have to assume you are requiring my services in any number of fields of study. Am I correct?"

Shiariel looked to Allan first to speak to, she still felt like she could be doing many more things that were infinitely more useful to the department right now then talking to people. "Unfortunately, those calls are not within my power to use i would suggest going to my department head or whoever that is capable of making those decisions."

Then she turned to Jacob using the same look as she used on Allan, "I appreciate the welcome, but right now it seems there has been quite the back log before i got here and a lot of that has been thrust upon me. So if the two of you wouldn't mind I'd like to get back to..." She was cut off as a small file folder was put on her desk.

A paper on top welcomed her to the force, and that a case has come up that they would like her to look into...by assisting Detevtive Bonhuer and Consulting Detective Sovereign. Apparently there was a gun shot heard at a local tea shop and blood was found on the scene, but was diluted with chemicals that the machines couldn't seperate from the blood and Shiariel's abilities were being called for.

"...work." Shiariel sighed and stood up, as she did so the the windows of angelic script disappeared as she shucked off the lab coat and grabbed a different one for going out side as she also grabbed the folder. "and I'm apparently digging myself into a hole."

She looked between the two of them before deciding with the recods she just read that Allan would be the best to ask her next question. "You can drive right?"