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Police/Eliza and Julian

Eliza Barnes I walked into the police precinct , my hair tied back in a ponytail, speaking near fluent Russian with the lady at the desk, as I received my police belt that I clipped onto my belt, as I got my headshot taken for my ID card, which said "Detective Ekaternia Pavlov" on it, along with other information about my statistics. I was wearing a plain black blazer with a light blue button-up shirt underneath, as I wore black dress pants, and short heeled boots as I sat down in the desk with my name on it in the bullpen, fiddling with the ring on my left hand, which was part of my disguise, in case if I started getting hit on by guys.

Julian arrive at the police station, clad in the captains outfit the Station had sent him. Upon entering he noticed Eliza and walked past her. "In my office." He whispered as he walked past her. With that he walked past her, making his way to a door tht said his name on it.

Eliza Barnes I speak in Russian to the sergeant about heading to your office. I walk to your office and close the door, drawing the blinds from behind us. "Jackson, you wished to speak to me." I say, using your fake name so that no one outside the office could suspect anything from the two of us.

After sitting down in his chair he began to write on a sticky, ignoring Eliza for the time being. Finally he had finished writing, pulling the sticky note off its pack and offering it to Eliza. "I need you to head down to the archives and get a box labeled with this number." Julian said as he still held his hand up, offering her the paper.

Eliza Barnes I nod and head down to the archives with the paper, getting the box for you, setting the box on your desk, just as the sergeant asks me to sit in on an interrogation with him. I nod and follow him to the interrogation room where our perp was waiting.

She sat in the interrogation room and raised an eyebrow as Eliza walked in. She turned back to the man who spat on the ground next to him. She blinked once, perfectly hiding her disgust.

Eliza Barnes "Итак, сержант Крумлова и г-жа Блэк, давайте рассмотрим доказательства против этого человека, обвиняемого в похищении несовершеннолетнего ребенка." I say in Russian, examining the file for a moment. "Мой первый вопрос - почему бы преступник привести своего адвоката полицейского расследования?"

"My client has the right to a lawyer as support," she spoke in Russian, "do you have a problem with that, officer?" She asked with a tight lipped smile.

Eliza Barnes "It is not an issue, just curious, Ms. Black. Anyways, it states here that Evgeni Romanov is accused of kidnapping a minor, 10 year old Alexi Karkoff. Security cams show that one moment Alexi Karkoff was fine, but the next, he disappeared, like it was....magic." I look right at Elle as I finish the sentence before glancing back at the prep. "But, there could always be a million possibilities. However, one witness clearly stated that she clearly saw the face of Mr. Romanov in the apartment for an amount of time, walking through the apartment, as if he was searching for something...or someone." I say in Russian.

Roger Norwood He entered shortly after Elle did and then looked at Eliza with a smile, but telepathically telling her not to make a fuss about seeing each other so tha nobody would suspect.

She glared at him, "and this is my no good partner, I apologise for his lateness."

Eliza Barnes "Apology accepted. I should know better than most about Mr. Bordeaux's habit to be tardy." I chuckle lightly before talking in Russian. "Anyways, as you see, there is a substantial amount of evidence against Mr. Romanov, but that doesn't mean we won't double-check evidence in case of missing details, which leads to my first question, Mr. Romanov. What were your activities on the night of the 14th?"

The Modern Janissaries His voice was rather gruff and he scratched at his unkempt beard, "I was..uh..i was visiting a friend. He lived in the complex. I stepped outside for a smoke."

Eliza Barnes I nodded carefully. So, approximately how long were you in the complex for, and what floors did you visit?"

The Modern Janissaries "I was in there for an hour or so with the friend," he replied, "and he's on the fourth level."

Roger Norwood "And who is this friend of yours, exactly?"

The Modern Janissaries He glanced over to his lawyer and grunted slightly, "uh... Charlie. Charles Norwood."

Eliza Barnes I nodded carefully. "So, Mr. Romanov, anything we should know of your past? You've been accused before for these kidnappings, yet your record is wiped clean."

Roger Norwood Roger gulped at the name and his face became red before he excused himself for teh restroom to wash his face.

She pursed her lips slightly at the name then at Roger's actions, "perhaps there is nothing there because he isn't a criminal,"  she replied, "as the records suggest. My client has done nothing wrong in the past."

Eliza Barnes I fiddled with my engagement ring for a moment, thinking about what transpired. I needed time. I thought to myself. There's something about this man that I need to tell Elle and Roger about outside the context of this job, this fake life, even the fake engagement ring on my finger that was from Mr. Bordeaux himself . I take a deep breath. But I can't stop now, show Elle and Roger that I am weak, not good enough. I keep thinking before I speak again. "Perhaps he has done nothing wrong in the past. We should focus on the present time. Mr. Romanov, describe your friend Charles Norwood for me." I say as I keep writing down notes from the questioning.

The Modern Janissaries "Eccentric, perhaps?" He asked, "he's only around 16, but he emancipated from his family a year ago or something like that. Eccentric, smart I guess, bit of a scientist."

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The Modern Janissaries "Ones dead?" he theorised, "his dad was abusive cause he's...gay." He forced out.

She cut in, "is this really necessary? Or are you that desperate to have a 16 year old in his place?"

Roger Norwood ~ The Serene Storm
	Could this really be happening? After all those 4 long years? Was Charlie really back? Had he heard wrong? Had he hallucinated? Was it someone else? He came back to the interrogation just before Mr. Romanov said that. Now anxious and fiddling with his neckwear, he asked, "Is he exceptionally smart? Why are you friends with a 16-year old? Can you describe your relationship with him? Is he from Irish descent? For how long have you known this young man?"     ~ {{{2}}}
	More Info: -The Duke of the Wind  Age: 17  Height: 6'02  Weight: 151 lbs  Sexuality: Asexual, Hetero-romantic   Birth Place: Belfast  Main Weapon: Air Powers, Personality and Bladed Fans  Accent: Northern Irish  – "When life knocks you down, get back up. And if it tries knocking you down again, then it means life cares about you too much."

She closed her eyes briefly, "excuse me, I think my partner should leave the room for the remainder of the interview. He seems to have forgotten whether he's the police or his lawyer."

Eliza Barnes "Ms. Black, details can not only help prove Mr. Romanov innocence, but also his guilt." I say as I flash a we need to talk once we get back to the mansion look before I turn to the sergeant. "Put this man in our overnight custody. He's probably not in the mood to be asked anymore questions. Besides, I got what the evidence I need out of this man for now, but tomorrow, we'll go further into the motive at the scene. As the greatest storytellers know, in order to understand the plot, you need to understand the exposition first." I say before the sergeant nods and leads the man out of the room, and I pick up my files as well. "Again, always lovely to see you Ms. Black." I smile as I follow the sergeant as I head back to my desk and lock my files away in a drawer, before heading back towards the washrooms where Etienne was.

Roger Norwood He left the interrogation room and darted outside the building.

She stopped him midway, "I don't think so, Roger," she said firmly before opening an empty meeting room and nodded her chin at it, "get in."

Roger Norwood "You know I appreciate you Elle, but I really need some alone time," he shook his head and tried getting away again.

"If you don't, I will track him down myself and that won't be pleasant," she snapped, "if your brother is a spy, I swear."

Eliza Barnes I walk outside, where the two of you were and I see Roger and Elle as I round the corner. "It's just me, don't worry." I say as I was looking at Roger. "I was looking all over for you. Being a lawyer in a police precinct, not pretty. Besides, when we get back, I need to speak with the two of you. There's a reason that I need this man behind bars, okay? Now, before anyone notices us, I suggest that you two should head out, I'll clear up the chaos inside. Just, stay safe you two, alright?" I say, looking worried.

Roger Norwood Everything was so confusing and he was on the verge of crying, "B-but Charlie. I mean, gosh. He's not a spy. He's an air duke like me. He's my brother. I-"

Eliza Barnes I walk over to Roger and hug him close to me. "Hey, we don't know that your brother is for sure a spy, Roy, okay? But that doesn't mean the idea isn't a possibility. Whether your brother is a spy or not, all of us will help you work this out, I will help you work all of this out, okay? I know from experience that it hurts when the people who you thought were closest to you aren't everything that they seem. Whatever happens, you won't go through this alone, alright, Roy?"

Roger Norwood He limited his response to a single and simple nod.

Eliza Barnes I gently pecked Roy's forehead as I see the tears starting to come as I wipe a few off of Roger's cheeks with a smile.

Roger Norwood He turned to face Elle, "Let's go."

Eliza Barnes I nod and pull away. "I'll see the two of you later." I smile as I walk back to the precinct.