CSI: Furdom

[Vosur Aekira]

She didn't know how to make of the whole situation, she just heard her callsign from an unfamiliar voice. She almost said out-loud without realizing it: "Who yelled my callsign? It's not Vosur... it was a female voice." She got up and walked to the guard, who stopped her again. She talked with the guard, who eventually let her through, but was escorting her as someone took his place in the guard duty.

Vosur didn't know if Jude was intending to draw her to them or if she was still tired. "Jude, why'd you yell that?"

Marie had tilted her head in confusion to Jude's action in a confused action as well, still trying to liberate Vosur of as many trays as possible to prevent dropping the food.

'Psychic' was silent with confusion, propped up against the wall of his cell.

The chameleon brothers were looking around the place in a child-like hyperactive style, repeating back and forth the word "Where?" to each other.

It was a matter of time before 'Femme Fatale' finally came up to the door of where the whole group was, one hand on one of her fans before the guard pushed open the door. "Alright, someone has me at a disadvantage for knowledge." she quietly muttered before stepping in."

[Jude Wolfshiem]

"Oh good. I thought it would be you. Anyways, Vos here was pretty busy trying to wrangle food and I dodn't want him caught while we all played Mexican standoff with each other. So I figured I'd just welcome you in and hope you didn't come in like a Neko Rambo. So hi, my name's Jude, this is Marie, and the rest of the gang you already know. Have a snack."

(Mexican standoff is when everyone points a gun at the person seated next to them at a table, thus creating a complete circle of "oh shoot')

[Vosur Aekira]

She turned to Vosur, who was still trying to free his hands enough to the point where he could eat the food he intended for himself. "I don't like being as 'open' as my brothers-in-arms..."

Vosur eventually got his hands free except for one tray, which he sat down to eat.

Marie distributed the trays to the chameleon brothers and 'Psychic' and kept one for himself.

'Femme Fatale' had one of her hand-like paws on one of her fans, which opened with a metallic-sound. "I'll only ask you once to release my comrades. 'Tails'... I didn't know you stooped so low." She looked to Vosur, then her eyes locked onto Marie's, a low growl escaping her throat before she smiled. "So this is the young lady you've been dating, 'Tails'... Good going." She quickly closed the tessen as quickly as she opened it. "Obviously you three have a plan and you intend to do something..."

[Jude Wolfshiem]

"Well, actually, we were going to see if Psychic and the Chameleon Brothers would do a little spying for us in the American South, Alabama, and Kentucky being the two states we're interested in because we think a white human supremacy group is doing something sinister and such. Actually, I was just about to ask the trio's forgiveness when I scented you. So, Psychic, sir, Chameleons, please forgive our rough treatment, and please, enjoy your meals. Miss...Fatale, if you would like something, please feel free to request it."

[Vosur Aekira]

He was silent for a while, accepting the tray given to him.

7-Card was drawing a poker spade with his food before eating into it, and BlackJack drew a poker club before eating into his.

Femme Fatale just stood there, looking to Psychic as he remained silent. "He's the one who leads us, but as for my opinion, it sounds like a fair deal. No one's really harmed from what I can see and you're treating them more fairly than most humans do." She messed around with one of her tessen, opening and closing it slowly.

Vosur began eating, watching all four of his previous comrades... his 'family' was almost whole again.

Marie closed her eyes for a moment, remembering something. "Aren't we forgetting about someone? If 'Femme Fatale' is here... where's 'Guns'?"

[Dr. Strange]

Saphir groaned and tried to shift her body. When she found she couldn't, she snarled and roared; throwing a fit.

Marq rolled his eyes and struggled to control the car with Saphir's bulk screwing up the balence. "Guess who's up?" He growled sarcastically, poking the roof. He rolled his eyes again and swung the car back onto the road.

"Saphir? Could you stop flipping out? You're going to wreck us!"

She stopped struggling and resolved to lay there until they stopped again. "Fine but you'd better let me off after." She growled, huffing smoke angrily out of her nose.

[Jude Wolfshiem]

Jude toyed with her salad before chewing a bite thoughtfully, then addressed Femme Fatale. "Please, eat. We'll all feel better with full stomachs. I promise you'll find it non poisonous, if not tasty."

[Vosur Aekira]

She turned to Marie for a moment. "I told him to stay behind. His expertiese wouldn't be needed here unless absolutely necessary." She then turned back towards Jude. "I've eaten already... Pork Chow Mein." She still played with her tessen in her hand/paw.

It wasn't long before Vosur finished his food, then 'Psychic' and the two chameleon brothers in succession.

Marie started eating her food, talking in between swallowing and setting up for another bite. "Well... why are we... worried about down there? I know why... I should be, but... you shouldn't... try to go... outside of your... jurisdiction." She swallowed her last bite before continuning on. "Why not we go to the source in this area?" ((Just to make sure, we need a specified location. I remember seeing you put it down before, Jude... but I think you need to set it in the CSI Furdom character and location list.))

[Jude Wolfshiem]

"True it's outside our jurisdiction, but all Fur-concerned law officers have a network in order to exchange information. Sort of like the FBI for our kind. So I'll drop a line and see to it that they know what our suspicions are."
((Will do))

[Vosur Aekira]

Marie extended one metallic claw and tapped it on the side of her chin. "That may be the case... but don't you think I should contact them as pertaining to the situation?"

Femme Fatale just simply sat there, playing with her tessen as the conversations went on.

Vosur seemed to look from individual to individual, not having known how things were remaining this calm.

[Jude Wolfshiem]

"Poor Vos, we're freaking him out. Would you prefer a gun battle? Well, anyways, why don't we all compile our evidence thus far and send it in as a special report? That seems like it would raise more awareness.Suggestions, anyone?" Jude looked around, still in mild shock that nobody was trying to kill anyone else. She wondered if anything would happen.

[Vosur Aekira]

"Sounds good to me Jude..." He still looked around.

'Psychic' and the chameleon brothers were through eating and were now taking it easy in their cells, 'Psychic' speaking up to Jude. "I'd like to note that travelling down that way is kinda expensive and those type of resources we do not have."

[Jude Wolfshiem]

"Sounds good to me Jude..." He still looked around.

'Psychic' and the chameleon brothers were through eating and were now taking it easy in their cells, 'Psychic' speaking up to Jude. "I'd like to note that travelling down that way is kinda expensive and those type of resources we do not have."

"Ordinarily that's true, but thankfully some of my Avian friends in law enforcement have volunteered to fly it down there when they go wintering. But we have to work quickly or we're stuck. Psychic, would you please help me write out everything? Actually, can everyone write down everything they know, and then we'll compile and cross-check it? Thanks."

[Vosur Aekira]

Vosur hands a pad of paper and a pen to 'Psychic', then begins writing on one he had for himself.

He thinks for a moment as he begins writing, every once in a while conversing with the chameleon brothers and then to Femme Fatale.

[Dr. Strange]

She waited a few breaths before complaining loudly; knowing it would tick her borther off. "Are we there yet?"

He rolled his eyes again and adjusted the choker around his neck irritably. "saphy, you're wearing on my nerves. You've got four seconds or I'm coming up ther and making you shut the crater above your chin and below the black holes you call your eyes on your disproportioned body, got it?!" He shouted, slamming on the broakes to keep from running the red light.

She slid forward a foot and her head thudded on the engine roof. "Ow." She moaned, digging her claws into the driver's side window. "That wasn't funny Marq." She huffed, shifting to readjust herself into a comftable position. "And red lights have never stopped you before--why start now?"