The Rainbow After the Storm (Heavy Rain RP.)

[GBHORROR]

Zayden shrugged, exiting the car. "Alright." he said, shuffling towards the scene somewhat hesitantly, waiting on Norman to go first. He certainly didn't want to screw this up somehow, and honestly, he wasn't really excited to see where someone had died. He walked up beside of Norman, listening to them argue quietly as per usual as he gnawed on his bottom lip. He had nothing to add in that argument. He peered down at the bag, raising a brow.

[LadyGalleth]

"That, Mr. FBI, is what we used before ARIs." Carter taunted with a wave of his hands, pulling Jayden closer. "It's called 'finger printing dust'."

Without a word, Norman tilted his head and rolled his shoulder away from Blake, picking the bag up. There was no need for that. They were all a little frustrated. Some of them more than others.

"Yeah...remember that, Norman? You put it on the ground and dust for prints?"

"I know what it is!" He growled back.

[GBHORROR]

Zayden couldn't help but smirk slightly at their feud, though he looked away, not wishing to add fuel to the fire. It wasn't really Norman being annoyed that he found funny, but the fact that Blake could still find time to be annoying when they were trying to do something serious. He crossed his arms. "Obviously, I've never done this before. So what exactly are we doing?" he asked.

[LadyGalleth]

"We spread out and search for clues." Norman explained with a smile and a nod of his head, probably much more sweeter than Blake's explanation. "I know this is hard for some of us, but...we just need to power through and do it. It's not like we've never seen a crime scene before, right?"

[GBHORROR]

Zayden nodded. "Okay." he said, turning around and scanning over the area quickly. For the most part, they had cleaned a lot of it up, but not all of it. He then paused. "Where do you want me to start?" he asked, not wanting to take someone else's job or some crap like that. He usually wasn't such a perfectionist about his work, but this was pretty serious.

[LadyGalleth]

"How about you..take the outline of the woods." Norman suggested with a nod. "Blake can take the edge of the road..."

"Alright," Blake answered with a pop of his eyebrows, trotting towards their cars.

"And I'll take the, um, I'll take everywhere in between. Sound good, everyone?"

[GBHORROR]

(I swear I'll be more active after school finally lets out. I've been so stressed.)

Zayden nodded as he was assigned his task. "Fair enough," he said, nodding as he walked off to where he was meant to be.
He walked along the edges of the woods for a long time, sighing in frustration as he found nothing but weeds and other plants. Nothing that would help them. However, the sight of some kind of brownish-reddish color caught his eye, and he blinked, taking a closer look.
It was dried blood. Looked like someone had been dragged, or had dragged themselves, or.."Norman," he said, turning to him and nodding in the direction of the blood. "C'mere," he said. He didn't know if it'd help any; it was obvious whose blood it was, but still. Any evidence was helpful, he guessed.

[LadyGalleth]

(( It's fine, I promise you. You worry too much! X3 ))

Norman watched as Zayden walked off, nodding to Blake as he began to prowl around the crude outline of the girl's body, probably marked off by Blake himself. He got down on his knees, getting snow on his suit in the process, and scratched around the tape, searching his fingertips for any trace of blood or marks on the ground. "Hello...what are you?" He mumbled as he dug a little in the snow, looking down at, what looked like, a boot mark. Huh...I wonder if you're-- Jayden looked up as he heard Hendrix shout for him, getting up from his position and jogging over there to him. "Found something already, huh? Look at you." He cheered, smiling and placing his hands on his shoulders. "I found something, too. Looks kinda like a boot print to me. What'd you find?"

[GBHORROR]

Zayden pointed down where he had cleared some of the snow, revealing the blood. "Dried blood. We know whose it is, but it's still there. I don't think anyone found it yet." he said, shrugging. Even if it was kind of useless considering they knew who it belonged to, maybe there was some evidence near it that hadn't been covered up.

[LadyGalleth]

(( Hey, Unlucky from Kentucky! I'm so sorry, but I'll be away for a few days. ))