TL Mafia LXXII: Gaiden 2

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Blazinghand

United States25552 Posts

August 25 2015 19:50 GMT

#161

Oh I must have miswrote it. Yeah, we starte in like 2 hours

MoosyDoosy

United States4519 Posts

August 25 2015 21:27 GMT

#162

hype hype hype

ShiaoPi

TAIWAN NUMBAH WAN5956 Posts

August 25 2015 21:31 GMT

#163

this gonna be gud

Half the Sky

Germany9029 Posts

August 25 2015 21:47 GMT

#164

GL HF everyone. I travel again next week so I had to drop.

/obs please

Blazinghand

United States25552 Posts

August 25 2015 21:50 GMT

#165

Note: Mafia KP acts like normal KP this game, not poison KP. OP has been amended.

Blazinghand

United States25552 Posts

August 25 2015 21:56 GMT

#166

Role PMs going out now. Quiet until game start!

Blazinghand

United States25552 Posts

August 25 2015 21:59 GMT

#167

Day 1

TL Mafia LXXII:
Blazinghand Presents Dick Wolf’s
Harry Potter x Law & Order: SVU, The Game of the Movie:
The Return of the Revenge of Fanfic Crossover Extravaganza, Episode 2:
Gaiden Part 2
Collector's Edition with FREE "Echoes of the Dark Lord" DLC Bundle

Last time on TL Mafia…

You move the photos around on the tackboard. All the pieces of the puzzle, they’re all there. Jenkins. The masked man. The squib. The gun. The body. The attacks, the pressure, the betrayal. Adams. With a flick of the wand, you re-arrange the board and draw new lines. How does it all fit together? How did they know where you would be?

The past two weeks commanding this group has been one of the most exciting and stressful of your life. Your promotion was in the works, and now you have the manpower you need. Still, you know which way the wind is blowing. The department will support you as long as you get results, and now… now there’s nothing. You’re sure that given time, you could catch the culprit, but you’ve wasted 14 auror-weeks on this, and people are beginning to notice. It’s only a matter of time, now

You slam you fist against the wall.

“Am I interrupting something?”

You turn around and unclench your fist. The tall, dark man standing in the doorway of your new office is dressed impeccably, as always. His badge shines like it was just polished, his boots are smooth and unscuffed, his cuffs and collar are immaculately pressed and shaped. Here’s a man who doesn’t spend his morning slogging through mud at the riverside looking for clues.

“Captain Carter,” you say. “What brings you to my neck of the woods?”

“Oh, just dropping in,” he says with a frown. “I never got to congratulate you on your promotion. You’re a good auror, and you deserve it.”

You smile, and wait for the other shoe to drop.

“Even more,” Carter continues, “it is such a shame for you to have your first case be something like this. I know how for career-oriented men like you or I, something like this could… well, it could be a black mark on a career, couldn’t it? You know how these things go, Chu. A case like this, it’s poison.”

You know what he’s getting at, but you ask anyways. “What are you getting at, sir?”

“I’m going to do you a favor, son,” says Carter. “I’m pulling your team off this case. It’s going into the pool. No leads in two weeks, we’ll get some fresh eyes on it, see if that doesn’t solve the problem, eh? You could…”

You’ve stopped listening at this point. It’s what you knew, what you feared. It took some time for the politics to trickle down, for this to happen, but it was coming. You knew you were working on a time budget, and your time has run out.

* * *

Carter leaves with your case files. That’s it. The woman’s death will go uninvestigated. The case will be passed around but never picked up, and eventually filed away as a cold case. In time, this will fade from memory. By official channels, you have no way of continuing. The conspiracy, whoever they are, has won. They’ve tied your hands.

Unbeknownst to everyone involved, though, at the bottom of the locked cabinet in your desk, there’s a manilla file folder, marked “DMLE Precinct 16 SCU Case # 1G2-92”. It is filled with all your evidence, your speculations, the addresses and info of witnesses and suspects, everything you investigated.

* * *

A new case rolls across your desk, and you think back to that case you worked on half a year ago, with the woman dead at the waterfront. You don’t think about that case as much as you used to, but it still nags you, still gets at you. You find yourself thinking, writing, taking notices, and inconspicuously continuing the investigation. You can’t do much, but you try. You’re too much of an Auror not to.

You never were able to ID the body. Nobody remembers her, any more. Her death, her murder, the crime.

Nobody cares.

Nobody but you.

… and now, the thrilling conclusion!

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