CSI: Furdom

[Avuneon]

Comes to a fluid stop and leans against the desk and pours himself a cup of coffee.  "Ah!  I suppose we might as well.  Where to?"  

[Jude Wolfshiem]

Jude got up and poured herself a mug, adding powdered cloves and cinnamon and some cream. "This way to the photo room, then prints will be put into the database. You haven't been an international criminal, have you? Background check's a must, obviously. Though, you're probably under amnesty by this country's laws, we tend to accept those who fight oppression."
(Furdom is it's own separate country in what used to be known as Alaska, this is futuristically set.)

[Avuneon]

"No.  At least I shouldn't have a background."  Takes a long pull from his coffee.  "So... What exactly would my job entail?  I'm not being picky, but you were not very specific last night."  Fights the temptation to make a face at the camera.

[Jude Wolfshiem]

"No.  At least I shouldn't have a background."  Takes a long pull from his coffee.  "So... What exactly would my job entail?  I'm not being picky, but you were not very specific last night."  Fights the temptation to make a face at the camera.

"Patrolling, arresting, investigating, interrogating, and piles of paperwork. But, the coffee's good, and its free since we *cough* caught the guy who'd been ripping off the Italian Deli." Jude clicked the camera, then copied and pasted the digital image onto a badge layout, and printed it out on the plastic laminate.  She popped a badge into the engraver and spelt out Colin's name. "This will be ready in a few, put your fingerpads on the scanner, here..." She pointed at the counter where an opaque glass tray was built into the top

[Avuneon]

Placing his paws on the scanner he looks at her.  "I thought you said something about firearms...  What capacity would I be using them in?"  Watches for her reactions.

[Jude Wolfshiem]

"Well there are a few too many criminals about. We usually like to arrest and try them, but the public loves a good shoot-out now and then...or a well-placed bullet in the back of the head. We're pretty tolerant of religion here though, so don't be aiming at folks just ofr that though..." Jude grinned, wondering if he'd catch the hint she knew. His fingerprints scanned and read clean as the badge finished engraving. She handed the badege and ID card to him. "You will have to wear some bit of token clothing though, a shirt or summat, to keep the humans happy."

[Avuneon]

Fidgets a little but tries to let it slide.  "I, uh, I see.  What would you have me wear?"

[Jude Wolfshiem]

Fidgets a little but tries to let it slide.  "I, uh, I see.  What would you have me wear?"

"Whatever you want that isn't obscene or would piss people off. I'd go with a black tee shirt." Jude looked over her own appearance, a long khaki shirtdress covering her torso and upper legs. "You know, you can tell me about your past, you arent going to be penalized for it here."

[Avuneon]

Sits across from Jude.  "Well I suppose it's obvious you know me origins... I was a sniper back in Ireland... I've me rifle in the case right now...  Do you mind if I smoke?"  Pulls out an old beaten pack.  "I don't smoke often, but sometimes you just need one y'know?"

[Jude Wolfshiem]

"True enough, I smoke Camel Reds, meself. As for my dear Roisin Dubh, Ireland was my home for a bit, but I left when I was only five." *slowly lapsing back into a light Irish accent. "I left me older brother behind... I never saw him again."

[Avuneon]

Strikes a match with a thumb and lights the cigarette.  "Really?  Do you know anything about the lad?"

[Jude Wolfshiem]

Strikes a match with a thumb and lights the cigarette.  "Really?  Do you know anything about the lad?"

"He was a good eleven years older than me. Ran off one day, with his mates, said he was off to do summat grand. For all Eire, he said, human and Fur, so we could come home and be free. I hope he's well wherever he is. I can't even remember his face or name." Jude sighed and lit a cig, blowing a smoke ring that lazily hung in the air

[Avuneon]

Chokes on some coffee that he was drinking, sputtering into the cup and looks at her.  "So wait... *cough*  Not even a last name?  Were you adopted or summat?"

[Jude Wolfshiem]

Chokes on some coffee that he was drinking, sputtering into the cup and looks at her.  "So wait... *cough*  Not even a last name?  Were you adopted or summat?"

My parents died on the way over. I was adopted and named Jude. My husband's last name is Wolfshiem, I don't remember my own." Jude looked at Colin, wondering if he needed the Heimlich or something.

[Avuneon]

Wipes some coffee off of his face.  "Died... Do you remember your parents' first names, if not their last?"  Steadies himself a little and studies her face closely.