06-07-2014, 03:45 PM
Chief Inspector Drayson didn't go immediately into the next room, it gave Alex enough time to settle in and watch the man on the other side of the mirror. He looked almost bored. She'd probably have been too, being kept waiting for hours. But unlike the others she could get nothing from his immediate emotions. Which would have been fine, except Alex had never met anyone not Sentient who could do that. Alex scribbled down a note on her paper to reminder her later. But it was not of any language anyone would understand.
It looked like a bunch of lines to most people, but Lucio was the only other soul could read it. Not even Mara or her dear departed sister could read it. They would pass messages as children and have their sisters in an uproar. Mother would tell them to ignore us, Father would scold us for taunting our loved ones. She pushed aside the memories and focused on the man in front of her. He straightened as the Chief Inspector came into the room. This Mr Gregory was an arrogant man, she didn't need to see into his emotions to know that. His mannerisms gave that off clear as day.
She would have to pay attention much more now. Not that she expected to have to do this often. Surely there could not be that many Sentients in Moscow.
When the actual conversation started Alex soon realized he was practiced at maintaining a certain amount of composure under pressure, as if he needed to use it often. Which made Alex more curious. What did this man do?
Alex laughed to herself as the man shifted ever so subtly to enhance his words, he thought highly of himself. She wished she could get in his head. But she didn't want to pry, she could, if she wanted to. The shield around him was unlikely to be better than her Mothers, and Alex regularly practice breaking her mother's shield. It was part of Alex's talent, she could read just about anyone, if she really wanted to.
It was clear to Alex that Mr Gregory did not like the deceased too well. For being strangers that seemed odd. The Chief Inspector didn’t stay long with the deceased and moved on. Alex was well aware of what had been found in his pockets. But she had no idea what had been found yet.
The topic of Jon Little Bird seemed to invoke a change in Dane. He paused in thought, and answered confidently, but Alex knew that this man was practiced. He had shown that already. Alex surmised he was good at manipulating others. But not like her father or Lucio. Not Sentient….
There was disdain for the notes the Chief Inspector took. Alex smiled at her own notes that were slowly adding up on the large yellow legal pad she used.
Disdain clearly turned to something else. Whatever he was thinking was malicious. Alex was grateful that she could not feel what he did at this very moment. She’d been in some bastards head’s before, but this one, she wasn’t sure she wanted to be anywhere near. He was calm, cool and calculated and he was clearly not completely sane. Alex wanted to interrupt the interrogation. But someone knocked on the door and the Inspector left.
Alex watched Mr Gregory, he turned and stared at the glass window and Alex felt a shiver run down her spine. She was glad he could not know she was there. She hoped that he did not know. His gaze returned to the cup and Alex could see the contemplation of deeds she didn’t want to know pass his face. This was a dangerous man.
Alex sat for an entire hour watching Dane through the glass. She didn’t know what he had done in the past, or what he was truly capable of, but she knew they had to find something, or he’d be free to do whatever it was he did.
The topic of the trophies in his pocket was the first thing Chief Inspector Drayson broached when he came back in. The results had finally come back and Alex’s heart froze when someone brought her the findings.
It was a game to him. He knew the woman, Alex could see it, it was written all over his face. There was feigned ignorance, but Alex knew better. There was contempt. She knew there would be that venom of malice in his emotions if she could feel what he was. She was not sure what this man was.
He was clearly getting uncomfortable. And then things changed, he broke. The officers grabbed him, and he resisted. Alex blinked in confusion as an officer was moved with unseen force. Chief Inspector Drayson didn’t hesitate a moment and cold cocked the bastard.
Alex took a deep breath as the man on the ground’s emotions flooded into the room. She blocked the new sensation, she hadn’t even realized she’d been trying to read him the whole time. He was pure mystery and Alex was both grateful and mystified at her luck. A real case on her first day.
It looked like a bunch of lines to most people, but Lucio was the only other soul could read it. Not even Mara or her dear departed sister could read it. They would pass messages as children and have their sisters in an uproar. Mother would tell them to ignore us, Father would scold us for taunting our loved ones. She pushed aside the memories and focused on the man in front of her. He straightened as the Chief Inspector came into the room. This Mr Gregory was an arrogant man, she didn't need to see into his emotions to know that. His mannerisms gave that off clear as day.
She would have to pay attention much more now. Not that she expected to have to do this often. Surely there could not be that many Sentients in Moscow.
When the actual conversation started Alex soon realized he was practiced at maintaining a certain amount of composure under pressure, as if he needed to use it often. Which made Alex more curious. What did this man do?
Alex laughed to herself as the man shifted ever so subtly to enhance his words, he thought highly of himself. She wished she could get in his head. But she didn't want to pry, she could, if she wanted to. The shield around him was unlikely to be better than her Mothers, and Alex regularly practice breaking her mother's shield. It was part of Alex's talent, she could read just about anyone, if she really wanted to.
It was clear to Alex that Mr Gregory did not like the deceased too well. For being strangers that seemed odd. The Chief Inspector didn’t stay long with the deceased and moved on. Alex was well aware of what had been found in his pockets. But she had no idea what had been found yet.
The topic of Jon Little Bird seemed to invoke a change in Dane. He paused in thought, and answered confidently, but Alex knew that this man was practiced. He had shown that already. Alex surmised he was good at manipulating others. But not like her father or Lucio. Not Sentient….
There was disdain for the notes the Chief Inspector took. Alex smiled at her own notes that were slowly adding up on the large yellow legal pad she used.
Disdain clearly turned to something else. Whatever he was thinking was malicious. Alex was grateful that she could not feel what he did at this very moment. She’d been in some bastards head’s before, but this one, she wasn’t sure she wanted to be anywhere near. He was calm, cool and calculated and he was clearly not completely sane. Alex wanted to interrupt the interrogation. But someone knocked on the door and the Inspector left.
Alex watched Mr Gregory, he turned and stared at the glass window and Alex felt a shiver run down her spine. She was glad he could not know she was there. She hoped that he did not know. His gaze returned to the cup and Alex could see the contemplation of deeds she didn’t want to know pass his face. This was a dangerous man.
Alex sat for an entire hour watching Dane through the glass. She didn’t know what he had done in the past, or what he was truly capable of, but she knew they had to find something, or he’d be free to do whatever it was he did.
The topic of the trophies in his pocket was the first thing Chief Inspector Drayson broached when he came back in. The results had finally come back and Alex’s heart froze when someone brought her the findings.
It was a game to him. He knew the woman, Alex could see it, it was written all over his face. There was feigned ignorance, but Alex knew better. There was contempt. She knew there would be that venom of malice in his emotions if she could feel what he was. She was not sure what this man was.
He was clearly getting uncomfortable. And then things changed, he broke. The officers grabbed him, and he resisted. Alex blinked in confusion as an officer was moved with unseen force. Chief Inspector Drayson didn’t hesitate a moment and cold cocked the bastard.
Alex took a deep breath as the man on the ground’s emotions flooded into the room. She blocked the new sensation, she hadn’t even realized she’d been trying to read him the whole time. He was pure mystery and Alex was both grateful and mystified at her luck. A real case on her first day.