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@doing-it-scientifically
“ lets be scientific about this! 🥽 ”
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Are you homophobic?
“No of course not! Love is a science! Besides, I’ve taken interest in some women before..”
(for AA4 Ema)
How do you scientifically prove that someone you is a very awesome person?
“I guess that’s pretty hard to answer. Awesome is pretty subjective so there isn’t really science to back that sort of thing up- hey…
Wait a minute!”
(OOC: hello hello hello!! no pressure to answer if you’re not open to roleplaying/reblog strings btw ^^)
Klavier was in his chair in the middle of his office, working on his laptop and glancing up as he saw Ema enter the room.
He stood to greet her, smiling and leaning down. “Ah, Fräulein Detective! Guten tag, guten tag. It’s a pleasure. Do you, ach, have those closed case files by chance? Gavin v. State?”
-KlavGav (@rockgodklav)
“Of course I do. Why do you need them? It’s a closed case.”
“Ach, you know, just covering my bases.” Klavier stood up straight again, opening up the file and flipping through the sorted papers. He glanced at her again. “Danke, by the way. This must’ve been hidden in the back of the file cabinets and all.”
He lingered on a page of the file—it had his brother’s mugshot and such details written below.
“It’s part of my job. Just don’t do anything suspi-.” Ema cut herself off, as she noticed the page Klavier lingered on. “…Just. Don’t worry about it. Do you… want to discuss these ‘bases’?” She cringed at the words.
“Ah, well, you’re right, ja.” Klavier paused, for just a moment, before closing the case file and smiling at Ema. It was, almost, sad. “I.. suppose a little chat never hurts, nein? Would you like a drink? I’m afraid I do not have more seats, though; you can have the chair, if you’d like.”
Ema fiddles with her hair before huffing. “Would you quit acting so awkward with me? I don’t need anything, thank you.” She rustles around in her purse for a moment, and pulls out an extra bag of snackoos. “Have you eaten? Have some of these. But if you don’t want them give them back because I want them.” She thrusts the bag into Klavier’s chest. “Now talk.”
“Ah, my apologies, my apologies, Frau Detective.” Klavier opens up the bag of Snackoos and to try them. “Mm. I admit, I haven’t tried these, nein, but they’re good. Crunchy and-“
He stops stalling when Ema glares at him.
“…Ach. Well, ah. You know, ja.” Klavier is a bit.. awkward, talking about his problems as if he hadn’t done it before. “My.. bruder—you’re aware of what happened, I’m sure. It’s difficult for me to believe though.”
Klavier isn’t making eye contact anymore. “Ja, he raised me. It’s weird because.. ah. Everything I’ve ever believed has been turned on its head. You understand, richtig?”
“I understand.” Ema looks at Klavier, her gaze intense. A few moments pass before she speaks again. “What are your feelings exactly? About your brother, I mean. You aren’t obligated to hate him, you know. He raised you. Positives and negatives equal a neutral. It’s just science.” She shovels some snackoos into her mouth, and looks at Klavier expectantly.
Klavier’s stress-eating Snackoos too, now. Who would’ve thought. “I believe you’re right, ja. See, when I was little, he had always been the perfect role model in my eyes. Now I fear becoming him. Odd, richtig?”
“Hey! Eat slower. You’re going to choke to death.” Ema puts her hands on her hips. She looks a bit like a mother. “I don’t think it’s odd at all. Feelings and fears aren’t odd. You aren’t him, Klav. You guys are related, but you’re a…” Ema looks away, and speaks quietly,
“…a cool rockstar or whatever. You’re nice and you care about people. Don’t think I haven’t noticed the way you look out for Apollo! You are a good person. Don’t worry about following in your brother’s footsteps. We’ll keep you in check.” Ema smiles, before slapping Klavier’s hand away from his bag of snackoos. “You’ve had enough of these.”
Klavier chuckles, light, for just a moment. He’s.. touched, truly; it’s been a long time since someone’s cared.
……..He leans down and flicks her on the forehead, even if she isn’t down to Apollo’s height. “Ahh, Klav, is it? Then you take away my snacks. Ja, ja, you’re funny, Frau Detective.”
Ema rolls her eyes before going looking back at Klavier. “So… the case file. Did you just want it to reminisce? Or is there something else you’re planning on using it for?”
“Achtung… That. Ja.” Klavier touches his bangs.
“You see, ah.. it’s still, ja, difficult to believe, nein? Perhaps not reminiscing on it too pleasantly, I’d like to review regardless. See if any mistakes were made; that sort of thing.”
“I see. Let me know if you need any help looking through it.”
(OOC: hello hello hello!! no pressure to answer if you’re not open to roleplaying/reblog strings btw ^^)
Klavier was in his chair in the middle of his office, working on his laptop and glancing up as he saw Ema enter the room.
He stood to greet her, smiling and leaning down. “Ah, Fräulein Detective! Guten tag, guten tag. It’s a pleasure. Do you, ach, have those closed case files by chance? Gavin v. State?”
-KlavGav (@rockgodklav)
“Of course I do. Why do you need them? It’s a closed case.”
“Ach, you know, just covering my bases.” Klavier stood up straight again, opening up the file and flipping through the sorted papers. He glanced at her again. “Danke, by the way. This must’ve been hidden in the back of the file cabinets and all.”
He lingered on a page of the file—it had his brother’s mugshot and such details written below.
“It’s part of my job. Just don’t do anything suspi-.” Ema cut herself off, as she noticed the page Klavier lingered on. “…Just. Don’t worry about it. Do you… want to discuss these ‘bases’?” She cringed at the words.
“Ah, well, you’re right, ja.” Klavier paused, for just a moment, before closing the case file and smiling at Ema. It was, almost, sad. “I.. suppose a little chat never hurts, nein? Would you like a drink? I’m afraid I do not have more seats, though; you can have the chair, if you’d like.”
Ema fiddles with her hair before huffing. “Would you quit acting so awkward with me? I don’t need anything, thank you.” She rustles around in her purse for a moment, and pulls out an extra bag of snackoos. “Have you eaten? Have some of these. But if you don’t want them give them back because I want them.” She thrusts the bag into Klavier’s chest. “Now talk.”
“Ah, my apologies, my apologies, Frau Detective.” Klavier opens up the bag of Snackoos and to try them. “Mm. I admit, I haven’t tried these, nein, but they’re good. Crunchy and-“
He stops stalling when Ema glares at him.
“…Ach. Well, ah. You know, ja.” Klavier is a bit.. awkward, talking about his problems as if he hadn’t done it before. “My.. bruder—you’re aware of what happened, I’m sure. It’s difficult for me to believe though.”
Klavier isn’t making eye contact anymore. “Ja, he raised me. It’s weird because.. ah. Everything I’ve ever believed has been turned on its head. You understand, richtig?”
“I understand.” Ema looks at Klavier, her gaze intense. A few moments pass before she speaks again. “What are your feelings exactly? About your brother, I mean. You aren’t obligated to hate him, you know. He raised you. Positives and negatives equal a neutral. It’s just science.” She shovels some snackoos into her mouth, and looks at Klavier expectantly.
Klavier’s stress-eating Snackoos too, now. Who would’ve thought. “I believe you’re right, ja. See, when I was little, he had always been the perfect role model in my eyes. Now I fear becoming him. Odd, richtig?”
“Hey! Eat slower. You’re going to choke to death.” Ema puts her hands on her hips. She looks a bit like a mother. “I don’t think it’s odd at all. Feelings and fears aren’t odd. You aren’t him, Klav. You guys are related, but you’re a…” Ema looks away, and speaks quietly,
“…a cool rockstar or whatever. You’re nice and you care about people. Don’t think I haven’t noticed the way you look out for Apollo! You are a good person. Don’t worry about following in your brother’s footsteps. We’ll keep you in check.” Ema smiles, before slapping Klavier’s hand away from his bag of snackoos. “You’ve had enough of these.”
Klavier chuckles, light, for just a moment. He’s.. touched, truly; it’s been a long time since someone’s cared.
……..He leans down and flicks her on the forehead, even if she isn’t down to Apollo’s height. “Ahh, Klav, is it? Then you take away my snacks. Ja, ja, you’re funny, Frau Detective.”
Ema rolls her eyes before going looking back at Klavier. “So… the case file. Did you just want it to reminisce? Or is there something else you’re planning on using it for?”
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(OOC: hello hello hello!! no pressure to answer if you’re not open to roleplaying/reblog strings btw ^^)
Klavier was in his chair in the middle of his office, working on his laptop and glancing up as he saw Ema enter the room.
He stood to greet her, smiling and leaning down. “Ah, Fräulein Detective! Guten tag, guten tag. It’s a pleasure. Do you, ach, have those closed case files by chance? Gavin v. State?”
-KlavGav (@rockgodklav)
“Of course I do. Why do you need them? It’s a closed case.”
“Ach, you know, just covering my bases.” Klavier stood up straight again, opening up the file and flipping through the sorted papers. He glanced at her again. “Danke, by the way. This must’ve been hidden in the back of the file cabinets and all.”
He lingered on a page of the file—it had his brother’s mugshot and such details written below.
“It’s part of my job. Just don’t do anything suspi-.” Ema cut herself off, as she noticed the page Klavier lingered on. “…Just. Don’t worry about it. Do you… want to discuss these ‘bases’?” She cringed at the words.
“Ah, well, you’re right, ja.” Klavier paused, for just a moment, before closing the case file and smiling at Ema. It was, almost, sad. “I.. suppose a little chat never hurts, nein? Would you like a drink? I’m afraid I do not have more seats, though; you can have the chair, if you’d like.”
Ema fiddles with her hair before huffing. “Would you quit acting so awkward with me? I don’t need anything, thank you.” She rustles around in her purse for a moment, and pulls out an extra bag of snackoos. “Have you eaten? Have some of these. But if you don’t want them give them back because I want them.” She thrusts the bag into Klavier’s chest. “Now talk.”
“Ah, my apologies, my apologies, Frau Detective.” Klavier opens up the bag of Snackoos and to try them. “Mm. I admit, I haven’t tried these, nein, but they’re good. Crunchy and-“
He stops stalling when Ema glares at him.
“…Ach. Well, ah. You know, ja.” Klavier is a bit.. awkward, talking about his problems as if he hadn’t done it before. “My.. bruder—you’re aware of what happened, I’m sure. It’s difficult for me to believe though.”
Klavier isn’t making eye contact anymore. “Ja, he raised me. It’s weird because.. ah. Everything I’ve ever believed has been turned on its head. You understand, richtig?”
“I understand.” Ema looks at Klavier, her gaze intense. A few moments pass before she speaks again. “What are your feelings exactly? About your brother, I mean. You aren’t obligated to hate him, you know. He raised you. Positives and negatives equal a neutral. It’s just science.” She shovels some snackoos into her mouth, and looks at Klavier expectantly.
Klavier’s stress-eating Snackoos too, now. Who would’ve thought. “I believe you’re right, ja. See, when I was little, he had always been the perfect role model in my eyes. Now I fear becoming him. Odd, richtig?”
“Hey! Eat slower. You’re going to choke to death.” Ema puts her hands on her hips. She looks a bit like a mother. “I don’t think it’s odd at all. Feelings and fears aren’t odd. You aren’t him, Klav. You guys are related, but you’re a…” Ema looks away, and speaks quietly,
“…a cool rockstar or whatever. You’re nice and you care about people. Don’t think I haven’t noticed the way you look out for Apollo! You are a good person. Don’t worry about following in your brother’s footsteps. We’ll keep you in check.” Ema smiles, before slapping Klavier’s hand away from his bag of snackoos. “You’ve had enough of these.”
(OOC: hello hello hello!! no pressure to answer if you’re not open to roleplaying/reblog strings btw ^^)
Klavier was in his chair in the middle of his office, working on his laptop and glancing up as he saw Ema enter the room.
He stood to greet her, smiling and leaning down. “Ah, Fräulein Detective! Guten tag, guten tag. It’s a pleasure. Do you, ach, have those closed case files by chance? Gavin v. State?”
-KlavGav (@rockgodklav)
“Of course I do. Why do you need them? It’s a closed case.”
“Ach, you know, just covering my bases.” Klavier stood up straight again, opening up the file and flipping through the sorted papers. He glanced at her again. “Danke, by the way. This must’ve been hidden in the back of the file cabinets and all.”
He lingered on a page of the file—it had his brother’s mugshot and such details written below.
“It’s part of my job. Just don’t do anything suspi-.” Ema cut herself off, as she noticed the page Klavier lingered on. “…Just. Don’t worry about it. Do you… want to discuss these ‘bases’?” She cringed at the words.
“Ah, well, you’re right, ja.” Klavier paused, for just a moment, before closing the case file and smiling at Ema. It was, almost, sad. “I.. suppose a little chat never hurts, nein? Would you like a drink? I’m afraid I do not have more seats, though; you can have the chair, if you’d like.”
Ema fiddles with her hair before huffing. “Would you quit acting so awkward with me? I don’t need anything, thank you.” She rustles around in her purse for a moment, and pulls out an extra bag of snackoos. “Have you eaten? Have some of these. But if you don’t want them give them back because I want them.” She thrusts the bag into Klavier’s chest. “Now talk.”
“Ah, my apologies, my apologies, Frau Detective.” Klavier opens up the bag of Snackoos and to try them. “Mm. I admit, I haven’t tried these, nein, but they’re good. Crunchy and-“
He stops stalling when Ema glares at him.
“…Ach. Well, ah. You know, ja.” Klavier is a bit.. awkward, talking about his problems as if he hadn’t done it before. “My.. bruder—you’re aware of what happened, I’m sure. It’s difficult for me to believe though.”
Klavier isn’t making eye contact anymore. “Ja, he raised me. It’s weird because.. ah. Everything I’ve ever believed has been turned on its head. You understand, richtig?”
“I understand.” Ema looks at Klavier, her gaze intense. A few moments pass before she speaks again. “What are your feelings exactly? About your brother, I mean. You aren’t obligated to hate him, you know. He raised you. Positives and negatives equal a neutral. It’s just science.” She shovels some snackoos into her mouth, and looks at Klavier expectantly.
(OOC: hello hello hello!! no pressure to answer if you’re not open to roleplaying/reblog strings btw ^^)
Klavier was in his chair in the middle of his office, working on his laptop and glancing up as he saw Ema enter the room.
He stood to greet her, smiling and leaning down. “Ah, Fräulein Detective! Guten tag, guten tag. It’s a pleasure. Do you, ach, have those closed case files by chance? Gavin v. State?”
-KlavGav (@rockgodklav)
“Of course I do. Why do you need them? It’s a closed case.”
“Ach, you know, just covering my bases.” Klavier stood up straight again, opening up the file and flipping through the sorted papers. He glanced at her again. “Danke, by the way. This must’ve been hidden in the back of the file cabinets and all.”
He lingered on a page of the file—it had his brother’s mugshot and such details written below.
“It’s part of my job. Just don’t do anything suspi-.” Ema cut herself off, as she noticed the page Klavier lingered on. “…Just. Don’t worry about it. Do you… want to discuss these ‘bases’?” She cringed at the words.
“Ah, well, you’re right, ja.” Klavier paused, for just a moment, before closing the case file and smiling at Ema. It was, almost, sad. “I.. suppose a little chat never hurts, nein? Would you like a drink? I’m afraid I do not have more seats, though; you can have the chair, if you’d like.”
Ema fiddles with her hair before huffing. “Would you quit acting so awkward with me? I don’t need anything, thank you.” She rustles around in her purse for a moment, and pulls out an extra bag of snackoos. “Have you eaten? Have some of these. But if you don’t want them give them back because I want them.” She thrusts the bag into Klavier’s chest. “Now talk.”
(OOC: hello hello hello!! no pressure to answer if you’re not open to roleplaying/reblog strings btw ^^)
Klavier was in his chair in the middle of his office, working on his laptop and glancing up as he saw Ema enter the room.
He stood to greet her, smiling and leaning down. “Ah, Fräulein Detective! Guten tag, guten tag. It’s a pleasure. Do you, ach, have those closed case files by chance? Gavin v. State?”
-KlavGav (@rockgodklav)
“Of course I do. Why do you need them? It’s a closed case.”
“Ach, you know, just covering my bases.” Klavier stood up straight again, opening up the file and flipping through the sorted papers. He glanced at her again. “Danke, by the way. This must’ve been hidden in the back of the file cabinets and all.”
He lingered on a page of the file—it had his brother’s mugshot and such details written below.
“It’s part of my job. Just don’t do anything suspi-.” Ema cut herself off, as she noticed the page Klavier lingered on. “…Just. Don’t worry about it. Do you… want to discuss these ‘bases’?” She cringed at the words.
(OOC: hello hello hello!! no pressure to answer if you’re not open to roleplaying/reblog strings btw ^^)
Klavier was in his chair in the middle of his office, working on his laptop and glancing up as he saw Ema enter the room.
He stood to greet her, smiling and leaning down. “Ah, Fräulein Detective! Guten tag, guten tag. It’s a pleasure. Do you, ach, have those closed case files by chance? Gavin v. State?”
-KlavGav (@rockgodklav)
“Of course I do. Why do you need them? It’s a closed case.”
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Sure.
I'm not too knowledgeable about forensics, I usually do the evidence gathering part, but I'm willing to listen about it.
-- Detective E. Timm
“That’s great! Though, there are a lot of different areas of forensic science. Is there anything in particular that interests you?”
We all know about Luminol and dusting for finger-prints but is there any other aspect of forensics that you do when investigating a crime scene?
“Thank you so much for asking!
“I love forensic ballistics! The amount of crimes involving firearms has definitely increased, so it’s important to recognize all possible evidence left behind from the bullets or the cartridge. Different marks can help identify the weapon used, and then from there we can identify whether or not the blow was fatal depending on the model, or the angle the bullet was shot at, or cross referencing people who have bought the weapon to find the identity of who the owner was! Sorry.. I guess I rambled a bit.
Heard you're into the forensics parts of investigating, hm?
-- Detective E. Timm
“Super into forensics! Would you like to talk about forensic science? I would be more than happy!”
So, I couldn't help but notice you and Detective Skye are spending a lot of time together. Care to comment?
"She's one of the few good friends I have. I enjoy her presence."
“Aww! I enjoy your presence, too!”
“Hey, Apollo! Would you mind being a dummy for one of my experiments?
- @doing-it-scientifically
Uh, no thanks..
“Come on, Polly. It’s nothing dangerous! I just need to borrow your finger prints!”
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”detective ema! Look that way! Look the other way I’m totally not taking snackoos from you!!” -@somewhat-mystic-eve
“I am not leaving my snackoos unattended.”
“No, Mr Wright, I didn’t accidentally make mustard gas!! What kind of scientist would I be if I didn’t know what mixing certain chemicals made!? Obviously it was on purpose!”
“That’s not the point, Ema! You still made mustard gas!”
“I was being safe! It’s all in the name of science, Mr. Wright!”
