OOC Thread Thursday, January 21 2014 at 12:09 AM Today a woman was murdered in her home during a temporary black out at the Blue Bird Apartment complex. The woman, Ms. Jamie May was found collapsed in chair with a knife in her chest along with thirteen stab wounds. No one was found at the scene of the crime, but there are many suspects, as all of the tenants of the building were home at the time. Police chief Neil Barker and another officer are at the scene and are now investigating and interrogating all of the tenant and apartment staff. "Okay, Rhodes. You got all that?" Barker grumbled as he strode into the apartment building, his face set into a frown and his gaze scrutinizing ever nook and cranny as he walked. The female officer who was accompanying him, scurried after him, her wild and curly brown mane slipping out of it's ponytail and falling into her face. She had a notepad and was frantically jotting down every word that fell from the Police Chief's mouth. Said Chief turned around quickly and snatched the notepad out of the young woman's hand. "Don't take notes, you dolt!" He snapped, then forced his voice to soften. He didn't want to scare her off. He had already done that to too many rookies lately. More than half of their newbies had transferred within two weeks of working under him. "If the killer sees you writing shit down like your wet behind the ears--which you are-- he'll try and pull one over on you." The woman, Meghan Rhodes nodded then frowned, "How do you know the killer is a guy? They could be a girl for all you know!" She said, folding her arms across her chest. Barker groaned, rubbing his temples, "That's--I--I'm just saying that because usually when we cops refer to perps, they're usually guys so it's just a habit," He spluttered. "Well that's kind of sexist, women are just as strong-- "Okay, okay, I'm sorry Rhodes, Jesus!" Barker snapped and started walking again, heading to the empty storage room that they would be using as the interrogation room. "Apology accepted!" Rhodes answered cheerfully, and Barker found himself rolling his eyes again. "Whatever. Now remember, I'm the bad cop, you're the good cop okay?" He said, and she nodded eagerly as he opened the door to their 'interrogation' room. The storage room was bare, save for few unmarked boxes, a table in the middle and three chairs, one for the suspect, two for the cops. Barker set down his recorder, and went to stand in the corner of the room, leaning against the wall and glowering at the door. Rhodes stared at him, confused, before going to do the same. "No, Rhodes you go outside and bring the first suspect in." Barker stated. "Um...Okay, but why are you standing in the corner like that? It's really creepy." She commented. "It's not 'creepy' it's an intimidation tactic." Barker grumbled, defending his position. "Really? Cause you look like you're about too-- "Ugh! Just go, Rhodes!" Barker snapped, thrusting his finger in the direction of the door. Rhodes huffed, and crossed her arms, stomping towards the door like a scolded five year old. "Fine. No need to be rude. Geez." Rhodes, paused at the door, composing herself, smoothing down her hair, and then exiting. She went straight to the apartment lobby where the witnesses/suspects were sitting. Glancing down at the piece of paper where she had written down all of the names, she said, "Mimi d'Angelo? If you would follow me to the interrogation room?"