From Ghosts to Guns | Hobo & Snowcone

[Strangeness]

A loud door slam echoed through the PISA research lab and office, the place where the most renowned paranormal investigation agency PISA (The Paranormal Investigators of America) call their home.
“Alright what’s our case?” The blonde guy Kolek asked Jack, his boss. Kolek was just under Jack but had a partner named Raina. They did all their cases together from haunted battled fields in mane down to abandoned pre-revolution forts in Florida. Ancient native ruins in south California to haunted ski resorts in Washington state. They did almost everything there was to do, well paranormal wise. Jack, a cold looking guy that was about twenty six looked up from his cherry wood desk.
“Kolek I told you what your case is about five times already.” He said with a blank stare. He was often emotionless to most except his partner in crime, Vanna. Kolek grinned a wild grin at him.
“Oh Jackie, you are so boring anyway I forget I need to go tell Raina.“ he replied and gave a snicker. Jack smirked at him and chuckled.
“You have to learn to be more responsible, and don’t call me Jackie. You are going to go investigate a reportedly haunted Pirate ship down in Louisiana. It was built in 1715.here is some information about it. apparently it was owned by some pirate lord guy..” Jack handed him a folder. It was manila in color and had a red wrap around tie. Kolek grabbed it and smiled.
“Thanks Jack!” he said and ran out the door to go tell Raina.”


"Ze" Rules
By Kolek my character
“Alrighty then, Only Snowcone (aka moi) and Hobo can post here. You can totally stalk our role-play though. Message Snoweh (don’t call me that *glares*) and she would happily role-play with ya’. Second thing the basic “Tess rules” apply. I guess we all know them! Guess that’s all of ‘em! Now let’s get to writing! Oh by the way, feel free to beautify the form hobo. I know Snowcone is!”

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[Strangeness]

♤ Name: :"Hey there! I'm Kolek Burczyk! Oh yes that is who I am."
♤ Nickname: :"Ha-Ha I got none! What about you?"
♤ Name Pronunciation: :It is pronounced Co-lick. Like a co owner than a dog licks you. Cool name right? Its Polish! I'm Polish...
♤ Gender: :"Derpy der I'm a guy!"
♤ Age: :"I am twenty three so old right? my mom thought i would die doing something stupid before eighteen! No joke!"
♤ Birthday: :"It is May the fifth! Oh yes!"
♤ Personality: :“buhahah Hey I am Kolek if you did not read above! Many people really try to describe me but I am a very complex person.”
Kolek is one of those people who is quite hyper and just loves to love life! He is one to pretend to follow rules but his rebel side shines through. He can be caring and courageous but then turn around and be hardheaded and aloof. Who knows what is wrong with him for he hides his past as well as he can but like any person alive, things seem to slip through the cracks in his armor. {MAJOR WIP}
♤ Description: :Kolek is what some would call handsome; he calls it a curse of genes. Let’s start off with his hair shall we? Kolek’s hair very thick dirty blonde hair. At the tips of his slightly wavy and shaggy hair it is golden blonde. As you move closer to his cranium the darker it becomes until you get to his roots. If you can find it though his jungle, his roots are a warm chestnut color. At the top of his 5 10’ frame his hair is the same color of gold that it is on the ends. Often bits and pieces of his darker under color peak out beneath its golden capsule and show themselves. With this effect it shows a certain depth to his hair that is unique to only himself. Beneath his shaggy hair lie his sparkling hazel eyes. His eyes are quite unique to say the least! Around his iris his eyes seem to be a pure amber stone but slowly, the color fades into a misty green. His eyes show his emotions usually and it’s very easy to tell what he if feeling, well if he wants you too.
All in all Kolek has a creamy peach colored complexion. On the bride of his nose and on his cheeks there is a light dusting of sun freckles. They are light and blend closely with his skin tone but they are still there. His smile is full and makes him glow. Many people see his smile and they know he is a kind and well balanced person. From playing lacrosse almost all his life he is well muscled but not over the top. He is lean and very muscular in his arms and legs.
♤ Style: :***
♤ Likes and Dislikes: :***
♤ Fears and Dreams: :***

[Strangeness]

☠ Name: :”Cap’n Kaden Griff Rush! The ultimate pirate lord of the Mexican Gulf!”
☠ Nickname: :”Call me Kade, Kaden, Cap’n Kade or just Rush.”
☠ Name Pronunciation: :”It’s simple. Cade-inn.
☠ Gender: :”I am a guy. It’s not hard to see.”
☠ Age: :”I am twenty four, quite young I know.”
☠ Birthday: :”Oh I have no idea. I think it is august 23rd…”
☠ Personality: : What describes Captain Kaden Rush? Well pirate of course! He is the overlord of all the pirates the blue Caribbean Sea. He for one thing is wild. He runs around like he owns the place, well he does but not legally. He takes advantage of what is in the town, he drinks rum and passes out without a care in the world. He doesn’t really need to care though because he is a feared pirate and no one dares to double cross him. Why do you ask? Well he has a temper of course! His fuse is short. And when that fuse burns to the end? You might as well jump overboard for he has been known to kill. Kill, In more creative ways than thought possible. But hey that’s life for a pirate. You get used to it.
Kade loves to laugh. Not only at you but at everyone, including himself. He laughs at his flaws in life (and by golly there are tons) and he laughs at your flaws like they were his. He finds the break in humanity hilarious and always laughs at anything and everything. But set a side that foolishness and see the true Kaden. Believe it or not he is well mannered and civilized when disguising himself. Once he even met the Duke with his etiquette and ball room dancing. But still he is intelligent and a very rational being when the time comes. With a quick and witty remark he could leave you with a sting or a burn it all depends on how he feels. Survival is his instinct and that is how he runs. Take the rational way out and stick with him. He is a guarantee to safety even if it means “sacrificing” a few in the way.
With a coyote like grin and a happy go lucky attitude he is a balance to many pirates e calls ‘stone pirates.” He views them as zombies in a right and they only follow the leader. Kade likes to blaze his own path and go a new way every time. It’s not always the best thing to do but for an adventure of a trip, it makes for a great story to tell later. Anyway to say that you stayed on a ship with Captain Kade Rush and lived to tell the tail it a feat in itself! Who knows how that will serve you in the future! He always seems to pop up in the weirdest times and right when you need him too. But hey that’s him for you. You never really know him until he is gone, or decides to save you!
☠ Description: : Kaden is not only menacing but quite handsome as well. He stands at a very tall six foot one and has a very strait posture making him seem taller. He is quite slim with a build like a cheetah. Thin, muscular and in shape. Across his tan skin are a spray of light sun freckles from not wearing his hat in the burning sun. He often does not wear his long coat and hat in the summer and fall for he gets hot. Hence he gets very tan and many sun freckles. But it looks nice on him although he claims that it “softens him up” His head is covered in thick brown hair that is messy and never likes to be good. He hardly ever combs it hence it is tangled into impossible knots. So if you run fingers through his hair it most likely would get stuck in the curls.
His sharp face is met with piercing green eyes that are similar to a cat, Evil and wicket, not a hint of his true kindness. They are green like grass in the summer with bits of brown flecked in at the ends. When he is angry his eyes burn with rage, when he is happy they sparkle like the sea. His eyes tell his emotions like a paper tells a story. They are unique and stunning just like himself. He has long bar shaped scars sunning across his back and muscled arms. Whenever you ask him about his scars or the brand on his chest that has the letters ‘JS’ he does not speak and walks away. No one knows what happened to him. In the end, Capt’n Kade Rush is one of the handsomest pirates in the Caribbien Sea.
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☠ Likes and Dislikes: :***
☠ Fears and Dreams: :***

[Hobo!]

Name: :Raina Gina Iels
"No, not just Rain.. Rain-UH
Nickname: :Raina.
"Just Raina.. Unless you just have to cal me Rain."
Name Pronunciation: : Ray-Nuh. Gee-Nah. Iy-Uhls
"Read it like you'd say it bro, Rain-Uh. G-Nah. I-Uhls. Simple as that
Gender: :Female
"Did you seriously have to ask, I mean.. Really?"
Age: :22
"The ripe old age."
Birthday: :September 13th
"Yes, its supposedly 'unlucky' Psh, I don't care. Yeah."
Personality: :Raina is many things. And to show all of these things, I've conveniently separated each of the things she is into cute little categories. Enjoy!
*Sarcastic and Humorous*
Raina loves to see a smile on somebody's face. Especially when she put it there. But of course, she also loves that bit of dry, crude humor being placed in there as well, not always making people giggle as much as they would with some soft sort of comment. She also loves to be sarcastic. She tends to just speak in that style often, not even realizing she did it until somebody pointed it out. She uses it a lot. Especially when something absolutely obvious is pointed out to her, or somebody tries to make a fool out of a mistake she made.
*Different*
Raina is a different Twenty-Two year old. She tends to act more like a teenage, in the way she speaks and dresses, but her mind is way beyond her actual age. Raina finds it to be more fun when she acts more like a teen, playing video games and using phrases like "Bro" and "Dude" way too much. She always can find fun in stupid things, much like a curious teen can, and will always do just that. But the intellect of her is far different. She's a very intelligent woman, having a lot of, not only book smarts, but street smarts as well. She can solve algebra problems in seconds and tell you what the capitol of any state is with in thirty seconds, even in foreign countries. Its not that she has an amazing memory, its just that she loves to learn and apply that learning.
*Adrenaline Junkie*
If you can't already tell by her job, she loves a good thrill. Raina likes to be scared and scare herself. She's seen all the horror movies out there, from blood and gore to the truly creepy, she can't get enough of them. She also plays horror video game son her laptop, like Amnesia: The Dark Descent, or anything else she can find really.
She's that crazy ghost 'hunter' that goes right into a bad situation. Even if she knows the ghost is violent. She tends to get herself in bad situations because of her small addiction, but it hasn't killed her yet, so why fret?
*Stubborn*
Raina doesn't give up on anything or anyone until she knows the business is done. Even if the situation is hopeless, or she knows she wrong in something, she won't give it up. SHe never does..{WIP}
*Easily Annoyed*
Raina, like the title states, is very easily annoyed. If somebody doesn't know an obvious answer or they act like a complete bimbo or idiot. If somebody is bullying another person for example, Raina just gets in a terrible mood, or just confronts the person and tells them how inexplicably annoying they really are.
Description: :Raina is a pretty girl, more petite for her age though. Lets work from the top down. On top of her head is a shock of interestingly bright red hair. She swears she's never dyed it, and thats the truth, but people tend to not believe her in that aspect. Her hair is naturally straight, not a wave to it. But sometimes it frizzes a bit.. Nothing to worry about though, since she will usually straighten it. People say its not needed, but its really so her hair gets that sort of poof look that she loves. Raina has bangs that swoop over her left eye, making people wonder if she can even see half the time. She can of course, but why ruin their little stares with an answer?
Raina's face is slim. She has soft features to her though, her nose having a soft curve to her lips, which are soft in themselves. Her lips aren't arched in a sharp way, but more lazy. Her lips are a dull raspberry color and a bit plump. Raina's cheeks are full, but not fat or chubby. They just don't look like a skeleton's face. Raina's eyes are interesting. They are very pale blue, unlike most red head's, whom sported green eyes. The paleness of her eyes almost made them look white against her deep black pupils, but they obviously aren't.
Raina's upper body is quite normal. She isn't extremely skinny, but isn't chubby. She's well rounded in her bust area, and isn't one of the girls that cares about the fact she isn't a double D. She could honestly care less now that you mention it. Anyways, she has a curve from her chest to her hips. It isn't super crazy curvy, but its curvy enough to cue in that she's a chick. Her arms and legs are skinny to match her everything else, but of course aren't oddly fat or thin.
Style: :For her makeup, the girl usually wears just a bit of foundation. She doesn't need much unless she gets a pimple or two on her skin. She usually wears a light, sparkl-y color for her eyeshadow, then a thick line of black eyeliner coming from her water line, on both her top and bottom lid. She'll usually make the eyeline arc out, making it look sort of like an egyptian style.
Raina always wears jeans. From jean shorts, to long bell bottoms, to white washed skinny jeans with immense, gaping rips on the thighs and knees, she wears them all. She has a pair of all different kinds, especially of the skinny and short variety because of all the warm places they go for 'missions'. Raina isn't too much of a punk, but she does support the wearing of ripped jeans. Almost all of her jeans having at least one rip, including her shorts, which were just small little tuft-like rips on the pockets. She just doesn't feel comfortable in any other kind of pant, except her flannel pajama pants, which she would wear around all the time if it was acceptable.
Aside from the pants situation, the girl tends to wear skin tight teeshirts, usually sporting some sort of graphic design. A lot of them having to do with a video game. For example, her two favorites are an 8-bit mario walking along the hem of the light browl teeshirt with '?' cubes above him, then going off into light blue along with 8-bit clouds, then a simple black teeshirt sporting the logo for 'Aperature Laboratories.' THe teeshirts, f it is cold enough, are usually half covered with a jacket. Usually just a cotton one, in a variety of colors, her favorite and most worn being a navy blue one that reaches down past her hips and is too big for her arms, so it surpasses her hands.
For her foot ware, she'll usually wear converse. One stars, all stars, high tops, low ride, she doesn't care. They're her favorite shoes of all time and nothing will change that. She has a variety of them, her favorite and most worn being a pair of neon green high-tops, accompanied with bright purple laces.
A lot of people say her style is too immature for a 22 year old, but she is one to know that she is really just a big teenager.
Likes and Dislikes: :Likes:
Reading
Writing
Trinkets
Painting her nails
Adrenaline
Any sort of haunted place

Dislikes:
Stupid people
Rude people
Just flat out annoying people
Those girls who claim to play video games, but dont' even know what Mass Effect is.
Sleeping
Falling asleep before 2 AM
Fears and Dreams: :She fears:
Dying
Biting her lip or tongue through
Ripping a nail off
Being tortured
Being kidnapped

She hopes:
To fall in love someday
Learn more about history {Lul 83}
To be able to be one of the best in the business

[Hobo!]

Reserved for mah pirate. Yo.. ;D

[Strangeness]

Status: Talking to Raina
Mood: "I am so happy!"
Word Count: 706
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“RAAIIINNNAA!” A familiar voice yelled as loud sneakered footsteps banged across the floor of the old PISA building. The building was built in 1803 by the man of Theodore Jones. He was a wealthy salesman but died when a carriage ran over him. It was kind of ironic that the place had a violent past for it was a ghost hunting investigation headquarters. But things are always ironic around here, well at least that’s what Kolek thought. His navy blue sneakers screeched as he slid to a stop before the frosted glass door which had a sigh taped to it “Kolek at work. May bite.” Kolek read the crude paper and sharpie marker sign and frowned a bit. “Very funny..” he whispered as a voice called out from the office next door.
“Yo Kolek. Shut up will yah!?” It was Rene one of the meanest people in the world to Kolek’s point of view. The blonde ignored the comment though and twisted the doorknob. It was a skeleton doorknob that was original to the building. Again one more of the ironic symbols that were scattered about the old house, it was like a scavenger hunt to find them all. The door knob was a peace of decorative iron molded into an intricate and floral design. Vines seemed to twist and turn across the back and up the handle the actual knob was shaped like a sunflower with small flowers off the sides. It was a beautiful piece of art that totally did not reflect the name.
When he opened the door to the semi cluttered office he stopped for a moment to look over the room. On one side sat his desk. It was cluttered with papers and had pens and pencils strewn across the dark wood surface. His silver laptop sat open to the log in screen on a stack of papers and folders. To the end of his desk he had a waste basket full of candy bar wrappers. Sweets were something Kolek loved to bits. Then he had a window over that and a little more to the left and he had a bookcase filled with vintage and antique books of all sorts. He had a few morbid treasures strewn across the bookshelf too. A half bashed human skull to the top right, a stuffed two headed baby pig to the bottom center, a mini coffin decorated with paintings to the far right on the middle shelf. He truly was a strange guy.
Then Kolek flicked his eyes towards the other side of the room. There sat his partner Raina at her desk. She was a pretty girl who was about twenty two. She had strawberry blonde hair with sidebands. Her hair seemed to have highlights in it to but he could not tell if they were real or dyed. She had bright crystal blue eyes that resembled blue ice, or maybe blue gates to her mind. But ether description fits! Kolek thought of her as a friend but still thought she was very pretty. Many guys must really like her. He always thought but he never really asked her. She had been his partner for only about three months for her old partner quit and he got a job here. ((If you don’t like that explanation, we can change it :3))
“Raina! Guess what jack gave me?” Kolek said with a wild grin. His hazel eyes shimmered with happiness as he waved the manila folder in front of her. “We got the Louisiana case!” He exclaimed.

[Hobo!]

{{ Love the description bro :'D }}

Mood: Quite excited really
With: Kolek
Word Count: 663
Extra?: Nothing much~

The girl looked up, who was previously concentrated on the notes from the last case the new duo team, Kolek and Raina, themselves, had busted. It was just another abandoned battle field. THis one was up in Pennsylvania; The Brandywine. It wasn't all that haunted. Only a few restless spirits loomed there, wallowing in their own Earth-bound pity.
Before looking at her partner, who had just walked in and not shared his news yet, she looked at her thick, light brown desk with a glass top. It was quite cluttered, stacks of files from finished and unfinished ghost cases, things that she would read up on when she had a chance, just like she was with the Brandywine trip.
SHe then glanced over at her book shelf. It had many manila folders stacked on it, but also a ton of books. From modern day novels to volumes of books she found in abandoned, haunted houses. She also had little trinkets from places like where she got the books. Like a pale green stone necklace. It was a gold chain, thick if she must say so herself, with a pendant of a pale green stone hanging daintily from its chain. The stone was engulfed in an intricate, leafy design. All pure gold. It was beautiful and perfec to add to her collection of oddities. Like the rat a ghost child had made wear a doll's outfit was scurrying around in a cage in her office. The outfit didn't come off.. And the rat never seemed to die. It was the oddest thing. But she kept the rat. His name was Manfred. Her and Kolek had come up with his name

Raina blinked a few times, taking in what her partner had just said after looking around a bit and him sharing his interesting news. She leaned forward, snatching the folder from him greedily. "You're kidding me, right?" She asked, a wide, toothy smile spreading across her slim face. She flipped through the notes, engulfing herself in the history of the boat for a few minutes, letting the faces and names imprint some sort of reputation in her mind. THough the people were now long gone, they still lurked on the ship supposedly since the captain had been killed in a battle with another ship. WHen he died, his treasure was taken, making him a violent spirit that spent his eternity on his boat, protecting whatever there was to be left there. She let her eyes dart to and fro, then blinking and looking back up at her partner.
Kolek was a funny, cute guy that was Twenty Three. Raina viewed him as a cool guy that loved to have fun and had a great sense of humor. Her and him were a great tag team, having the same sort of personality and ways of investigating. Really, the two had only been partnered together about three months ago when her last partner, a greasy, sleezy sort of woman named Rosalie quit to "Go onto bigger and better things", or as Raina called it, to be a pole dancer at a local club. The strange woman had gone on and on about the 'Pole dancing exercise classes' she had been taking just weeks before her resignation note arrived on Raina's own desk. But, back to the topic of Kolek, Raina herself felt like they'd been partnered together for much longer than the short time.
Not only had the pair gotten twice as many cases done than Raina had with anybody else, he was also just so fun to be around and talk to. They really just blabbered away to each other all the time, considering the daunting fact that they had to drive everywhere they had to go for the ghost traveling. Planes couldn't carry all of their equipment without the company spending a pretty penny.
"Ah, Kolek.." She said, a bit awe struck. "Louisiana.. So much filled with culture. This is going ot be amazing." She said, giivng him a big smile from behind the folder that she had her nose buried in again.

[Strangeness]

Status: Talking to Raina
Mood: "Ok so this case sounds way creepy"
Word Count: 714
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"Ah, Kolek.." Raina said with a smile peaking at her lips. "Louisiana… So much filled with culture. This is going to be amazing." She said. She seemed a bit awed by this announcement.
Kolek smiled like a little kid an started to unwind the folder’s red string. He could not wait for another mission. Ghost hunting was his favorite thing to do. Which that was a bit obvious for he did work for PISA but that was behind the point. The point was that he was going on another adventure! The blonde finally fumbled open the envelope and stuck one of his hands into the manila beast. Out came a stack of papers, pictures, and a short history of the ship .Also included was a letter on why they thought it was haunted. He slapped the stack down on Raina’s desk and picked up a picture of a half restored pirate ship. “Behold out new case!” he said with a grin.
The ship was a rickety old thing that obviously was worn with age and the corrosive salty sea. Dark spots splattered the front bow and the far middle mast. It was a Spanish style with a large deck and a intricate captains quarters. It was painted red but obviously that was new. From a few portholes a cannon or two peaked out. “The blood Lust” read across the bow and had a intricately carved demon on the front most part of the ship. Obviously this was owned by a very lucky and wealthy pirate.
The demon on the front was the most troubling though. Its open screaming mouth was strangely human yet it obviously was not. Its eyes were slanted into a evil glare. Kolek noticed that the eyes had jewels in them. I wonder why they were not stolen.. he thought as he remembered that pirates would take anything they could. The eyes seemed to have a evil haze to them. A shiver rippled down his back as she turned his gaze from the eerie jewels. “Look at those eyes on the demon thing. Creepy right?” He said as he handed the picture to Raina.
He shuffled through the papers some and finally found what he was looking for. The letter. His hazel eyes sparkled when he found this. He read it softly to himself.

“Dear PISA staff,
Hello I am a representative from the new Orleans historical society. A few months ago we had received a authentic pirate ship from a private collector output. He said that this was part of his history. We were overjoyed at the donation but we have had some problems. We want to restore it and put it into our new tour of the historical marina but every time we get on the ship to word some crazy things happen.
One reoccurring event is to strictly female clients. There has be a series of male voices telling them to “get out” in a very threatening voice but also “get off…” in a kinder and milder tone. There also have been apparitions of a taller man thought to be the captain of the ship. Apparently this ship called “the blood lust” had been owned and captained by a man by the name of Kaden Rush. He was a son of a pirate lord down in the Caribbean sea and apparently was killed on the ship by the French government for he was wanted for various crimes. He was repeatedly stabbed on his own ship and was tied to a mast for the birds.
That dark spot you can see in the picture will not was away. The dark on the bow was never explained. On the demonic carving on the bow, the jewels are hot to the touch and when you do touch them apparently they hold some sort of curse. Every worker who have touched them, has broken a bone, died, or has had something very bad happen to them. Many scratches and voices are heard and felt throughout this vessel and two matinee people went missing on the ship. Please help us get to the bottom of this!
-Sighed Head Restoration manager, Tibby Clark"


Kolek grimaced at the chilling letter. He looked up at Raina and frowned “This sounds like a real creepy case." But he smiled "Eh I guess it will be an experience to tell the friends!"

[Hobo!]

Mood: Quite excited really, ready to go
With: Kolek
Word Count: 844
Extra?: Nothing much~

Raina gave him a small wink, opening the bottom drawer of her desk and producing the duffle bag with at least two weeks worth of clothes, and maybe three bottles of Mountain Dew. "The whole point of this is to get scared" the adrenaline junkie said with a gusto to her words. The bag contained her favorite sets of clothes, all of her lovely pairs of jeans, even the purple ones, her trusty tank tops that she wore under her teeshirts constantly, including all of her favorite PJ pants. Most of the PJs were actually worn quite often, rarely washed. See, he girl rarely made it home to her dingy apartment anymore since she was so consumed at work with all of the cases she and Kolek had been handed lately. So, she just had no time to go home and wash her usual work attire anymore. Yes, you know what I'm saying. She wears her soft PJ pants or shorts to work usually, since she mostly stayed in her and Kolek's office, it really just didn't strike her as socially unacceptable at all. In the bag, she also kept her tooth brush, tooth paste, hair brush and hair straightener. It was actually a wonder that they were all in there. They usually lay in the small bathroom across the hall, since she slept here most of the time.
She then went to the other side of her large desk, pulling out her pillow, flanel blanket and finally her stuffed lamb she got when she was three. She honestly couldn't sleep without the thing. She had no idea, but it was just some odd thing about her that people rarely found out about. Unless she shared a hotel room, an office, and the confined space of a van almost everyday. See, thats why Kolek and her were so close. They shared almost everything in their life except for their real homes.. But since Raina was in the office so often she rarely made it back there... The two practically lived together.
Anyways, Raina then went into a small cabinet above the drawer holding her blanket. She pulled out Kolek's pre-packed bag that they'd decided to put in her desk, for the sake of her having more room. She tossed it to him, he caught it, and Raina stood. The girl grabbed her laptop, unzipping her almost full bag and stuffing it inside, along with the vital chargers needed. For her ipod, phone, and laptop.
She was surprisingly wearing a pair of jean shorts today. They were the light denim colored ones with the frayed ends and rips in the back pockets so you could see through to the base side of the jeans. She was also wearing a graphic teeshirt, which sported many blood spatters, boldly stating in all-caps letters "This is my zombie killing shirt"
Raina went out from behind her desk, taking up a couple of her filed cases from the 'P' section of her file cabinet.. Pedestrians.. Prolonged death.. Ah, here. Pirate ships. She'd have to reorganize soon. What a horrid alphabetical mistake.

Raina grabbed hold of Kolek's elbow, about to lead him out of the door when she looked to Manfred. "Ah.." She stated quietly, looking around. She let go of his elbow momentarily, getting a few sticky notes and scrawling the same message on them all. "On a case, feed Sir Manfred please!" She then grabbed Kolek's elbow again, walking out of the room and bringing him with her. She slapped the note to four of her most trusted co-worker's doors, then did a loop around.
"Okay." She stated, standing at the door as she stole the folder from him carefully. She rifled through it, then smiled as she took out their envelope. The hotel reservations were printed on the small piece of paper.. Well, Motel. One bed. She could sleep on the couch. Then pulled out 100 bucks in cash taken from her monthly salary. She requested it, so she wouldn't have to stop at a bank to get money for gas and snacks on the long drives every time they went on a case.
She gave the manila monster back to him, hoisting all her stuff up in her arms, then stepping outside, shielding her eyes as the bright sun hit her eyes. It was quite light out compared to the building she was previously sitting in. She squinted, looked through the parking lot, then nodded as she found the beat up company van Kolek and Raina called their baby.
She looked at the thing most people would call a "Creeper Van" and smiled. Yes, it did have tinted back windows. Yes, it was beat up and white. But she didn't care. She loved that van. Raina opened the back doors, nodding towards Kolek. "'kay, do inventory please?" She asked with a sweet smile as she took his duffle from him and put it in the passenger seat of the front of the car.

[Strangeness]

((Alright i am gonna post today. i've just been busy all week. Sorry!))