((In'it? Was funny as all get out. Sittin in third period "Whoops. I seem to have a knife in my pocket.")) 

Lanen crossed her arms. "I'll show you mad, Lys." She grumbled and was about to do just that when Halien started talking. "Better than I could think up," She stated when he was finished. She glanced at Lysander with her eyebrows raised. "Well?"

OoC: xDD

"Well what?" Lysander asked with a smirk. "Let's go catch the killer!" He enthusiastically walked ahead of them. "Where should we go first?" he muttered. more to himself than to his companions.

OoC: Failpost D8   

Cooly, Halien nodded and strode off, only to stop by a hotdog vendor to have a leisurely chat. 20 minutes had pas.sed, and Halien quickly tossed several suspiciously heavy coins towards the vendor and continued strolling down the parkway, walking jauntily and whistling. Halien knew what it might seem to Lanen and Lysander. They'd think he was a freak, or some abnormally weird guy, talking to hot dog vendors and apparent strangers at random. The truth was, that hot dog vendor didn't sell hotdogs. He sold info, and if anyone were to ask him to buy hotdogs, he'd shrug and say he was out. It was how that man worked, Halien knew. Grimacing as he walked up and down an alley, searching for the person he needed most to get this job done. 

((I'm gonna create that person noaws :D)) 

((Woo!))

Lanen waited nearly patiently as Halien talked. She couldnt make out their words, being slightly deaf, bu t amused herself by reading or looking at the graffiti on the wall of the building closest. When Halien was done talking and moved, she followed a short distance away, saluting the hotdog vendor with a wink.

Strolling confidently towards the familiar wedged brick, he knocked and called out quietly, "By the weight of my bank account, Kaitlynn! Has living really reduced you to hiding in THIS rathole?" Halien was grinning, but in his hand was his switchblade, ready to strike at Kaitlynn if she proved hostile. An answering snort answered behind him. "I don't live there you twit.That's my storage area."

Kaitlynn had seen her old partner Halien, but she had hidden herself, not sure if he was trying to hunt her, or help her. When she heard him calling, she strode down the street, and tapped him on the shoulder while calling out her answer.  

With a rapid spin, Halien quickly pushed her up against a wall, with the blade against her neck. "Oh, it's just you Kait. You scared me." He snorted, and dropped the blade from her neck.

With  a wink, Kaitlynn smirked, "Lemme guess. You need my expertise in murder to determine who the poor sap that's murdering those people are, and you need to know soon. Right?"

With a reluctant sigh, Halien nodded. "Yeah. My co-workers and I need the info." 

"Co-workers he calls us," Lanen snorted and leaned against the wall in the alley. She nodded and gestured. "Guess that's all we are, really. Makes some sort of snece." She blinked and shook her head, shoving off the wall and walking a little ways away, out of the alley with a chuckle. "Even if I dont."

((Sorry, fail. Had to type it fast. Gettin the nudge...)) 

Lanen turned to Lysander "How would you wake up if ya had a knife stuck in your throat?" She whispered behind her hand. "I had to use that a few times an' I dont think anyone survived from it..." Her attention returned to Kaitlynn. "Dont worry. I aint got no belongin's, but I wont tell anyways." She tapped the side of her nose.

((Arg! Tryin to make this into an actual RP sight. XD)) 

((I already murdered someone tonight!! D:

Then I got away down a fire escape. 

LOL. Yeah it was. XD))