Aurora: 30. [5:35:05 PM] Sarah Taylor: Killian is a recovering drug addict and Aurora is his caretaker. She has to follow him wherever he goes to make sure he doesn't fall back into the addiction. Killian is a consultant detective, however, and keeping him safe might be harder than she believed at first. (basically Sherlock and Watson)
Killian Jones: Belle walked up to her, a file in hand. "We've got another assignment for you! Your last was a great success but this is a much harder assignment..."
Aurora: Aurora smiled. "Then I'm glad that you trust me with it. Who am I assigned to this time?"
Killian Jones: "His name is Killian Jones. He's a consultant detective and a former heroin addict."
Aurora: "Consultant detective?"
Killian Jones: He nodded "Urm...yes, he's not payed but apparently he's quite brilliant."
Aurora: "It's a shame when the smart ones fall into that type of thing."
Killian Jones: She nodded "It is, which is why his ex-wife hired someone to help him..."
Aurora: "Ah. Then I'm happy to. Possibly the relationship could be fixed once he's alright again?"
Killian Jones: "Possibly." Smiled Belle "Well he lives in Las Vegas, Nevada so you might want to pack some summer clothes."
Aurora: "Alright. Thanks for letting me know," Aurora smiled and took the file before heading off.
Killian Jones: Killian on the other hand was not liking withdrawl much. It didn't affect him like it did a lot of other people but he was slightly shaky and he couldn't stand the distraction. There were so many other things going around that he couldn't focus on-like when a woman knocked on the door. He could tell by the pressure that she must have been in her mid twenties and she was trying to be polite.
Aurora: When he opened the door Aurora made sure to try and be as friendly as possible. First impressions were important. "Hello, Mr. Jones. I'm Aurora."
Killian Jones: He nodded, not caring that he looked like crap. Usually he would, but he wasn't in the mood-especially not when milah had sent this...idiot. He closed the door on her.
Aurora: Aurora sighed. Belle was right. This wasn't going to be an easy one. She unlocked the door with the key Milah had provided. "Now that was rather rude."
Killian Jones: He raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, his sunken eyes looking tired and cold. "I believe you're used to that in your line of business, milady. I am sorry."
Aurora: He was right. He was also the first to apologize. "Forgiven. Now, I believe we got off on the wrong note. Aurora Tam, lovely to meet you," she went up and offered her hand.
Killian Jones: He looked at her hand, the hands thin and beautiful. He would guess somewhere from 25-26, probably a good fit for him as he was 27. He didn't know what the requirements were for a whatever-the-hell she was but he didn't really care. "Aurora Tam...Interesting name." Looking at her phone, he could see that it was glowing, she had been recently talking to someone apparently, so she couldn't be a completely social outcast. "If we have to do this you'll do." Her smile was not false and she was obviously kind, she would have to do.
Killian Jones: '
Aurora: "Well it's a better reception than I'm use to," she gave a small laugh. This was...starting better than she had hoped.
Killian Jones: By her body language she was ready for him to do something crazy, as if one of them had hit her before. In fact he could see a mark on her arm that was probably about 6 months ago. "It's been 3 months since you've had your last patient, yes? And that took around 4 months, yes?" She was like an open book "That won't do, I do have a life, you know."
Aurora: Her eyes widened in surprise. "So I see you're competent with google."
Killian Jones: "No. It's obvious. If you're going to wear cuts in your arm... you're obviously quite social, you don't have enough enemies for that cut to be from an enemy and it isn't a self-inflicted injury. If it where it would be more fluid, but it's more of a jagged cut as if they threw a knife from about 4 feet away... And It's about 4 months old, which is a month older than your last case, but there are no more, meaning that they must have gotten better but you feared that they would not. It was a late healing... Interesting."
Aurora: She was...highly impressed. "That's...well that's impressive. How'd you do that?"
Killian Jones: "Easy. You don't observe right." He tapped his finger on the desk quickly "Just like every other person on the planet"
Aurora: "Except you?" she looked sceptical.
Killian Jones: "Yes." He said, rolling his eyes "Of course, you're right, I could have looked you up on google, I could be insane.'
Aurora: "You'll have to excuse my skepticism. You are a former heroin addict."
Killian Jones: He shrugged "And you can't say you haven't tried anything before." He could tell that though she was a sceptic, she'd tried marujuana before and she hadn't liked it, so she didn't understand the addictoin to it. "I didn't do it for the feeling, you know."
Aurora: "I -haven't- tried anything before," she pointed out. That one time in high school couldn't count. It was so long ago, and it wasn't any hard drugs.
Killian Jones: He shook his head "Open book my dear. You have, once...of course you weren't fond of it, were you?"
Aurora: "Once in high school and it wasn't anything hard. How could you -possibly- know that?"
Killian Jones: "It's obvious the way you look at me. YOu don't understand addiction and the only way you could possibly know that is if you'd tried it before. However, you couldn't have enjoyed it."
Aurora: She paused. That made perfect sense. Why did she think of that? "You're good."
Killian Jones: "So I am." He agreed with a smirk "However, you're missing the point. I am a former heroin user, but not nessesarily an addict. I used it because it focuses your senses. It was useful for finding murders as i'm sure you know."
Aurora: She raised an eyebrow, "I have never heard of it used for -that- purpose before. Surely you could figure it out without the help of such substances?"
Killian Jones: "Of course, but not far as accurately." He shrugged, tapping his foot on the ground rapidly. perhaps he had adhd? He sighed "It's not as easy, but I'll continue with the jo, yes."
Aurora: "That's great! You know it's good for a recovering addict to return to previous engagements," she smiled much like a teacher.
Killian Jones: He rolled his eyes "No-I know that the only thing I'm interested in is my job. If I didn't do that I'd go insane."
Aurora: She raised an eyebrow. "Maybe I should have used the word activities instead?"
Killian Jones: "I don't care about recovering. I care about getting back to my work. If you can help me do that then I'll let you stay."
Aurora: She was glad. That would be what was good for him. "Then that is what I shall assist with."
Killian Jones: "Good. I dont know why the hell Milah had to hire you, but I suppose if we get any good out of this it'll do." He might have been attractive if he wasn't so rough.
Aurora: "I would assume it's because she cares about you."
Killian Jones: He lookked up at her through black eyelashes "I doubt that. You don't know the woman." No-he did know that she loved him, well if he believed in love "Besides, love is a chemical bond, it's nt real, it's pheremones."
Aurora: "How romantic," she rolled her eyes.
Killian Jones: He shrugged "I'm not the romantic tyle. haven't been for a long time. Logically, there is no use for love, it is merely for the species to develop." His blue eyes looked cold and calculating as if there was no soul behind it. "I don't see the point."
Aurora: Aurora wasn't really sure how to respond to that. "I'm glad to have met you, but it's starting to get late, so I'm going to head to my hotel and check in."
Killian Jones: He nodded "Then I will see you in the morning, of course milady."
Aurora: "Tomorrow it is," she nodded back, before heading out.
Killian Jones: Belle called her back at the hotel "So how's Killian Jones?"
Aurora: "He's...interesting," she answered as she sat on the edge of the bed.
Killian Jones: "Interesting? How?"
Aurora: "Well...He's brilliant. Really brilliant. And he's not...rejecting my being here like they usually do at first."
Killian jones: "Yes... His ex-wife said that he might. Oh yes you could call her if you need help
Aurora: "He's actually being pretty cooperative."
Killian jones: "Really? Well I'll give you the number just in case." She told her the number. "We'll call me tomorrow! I'm interested in this case."
Aurora: "Alright. See you then...sort of," Aurora laughed. "I guess it's more hear from."
Killian Jones: The next morning Killian had left the door open and he had another cup of tea next to him exactly the way Aurora liked it.
Aurora: She found it odd that the door was open, but went in anyway. "Expecting someone?" she raised an eyebrow at the tea.
Killian Jones: He nodded "Only you."
Aurora: "Ah," she sat across from him and carefully took a small sip of tea to test it. "How'd you know the way I like my tea?"
Killian Jones: He smiled mischeviously "You shoud really stop asking questions. It would be too confusing for your puny mind.
Aurora: "You're not Loki. And something you should know about me is that I constantly asked questions, but -obviously- you already knew that."
Killian Jones: "Obviously. You should really guard youself, more, you're like a newspaper. Anyone who has a minute of time can read you." He shook his head "I do have job today. You will be coming with me, yes?"
Aurora: "Of course. Where are you going?"
Killian Jones: He took a sip of his tea. He looked better that day, the circles under his eyes lighter and his hair slightly less ruffled, but he still didn't look good, like a handsome man who had been sick for several months and had no hope of getting better.
Aurora: She studied him closely. He wasn't like what she was use to, and that made her wonder how to approach the situation. It was like she hoped the answers would just appear as she looked.
Killian Jones: Killian saw her looking at him but didn't take any notice. He knew that observing someone can tell you a lot about them. He looked at her, his blue eyes meeting hers. The sunlight hit her features, and it struck her that he was beautiful. Her nose wasn't too long and her eyes were large as were her lips. Classically, she had anything that someone would look for. Not that he was looking anymore. Milah was the last.
Aurora: "What's my favorite colour?" she asked the first thing that popped into her head. Just to see if he had figured it out.
Killian Jones: He raised an eyebrow "I'm not a mindreader. If I knew you for several days I could deduce that, but it's too soon to tell. Ask me in a week."
Aurora: "I was starting to wonder," she laughed.
Killian Jones: He bit his bottom lip for a moment and decided that if he was going to get back to work he needed to look presentable. "I'm going to go get ready. I'll be down in a moment."
Aurora: She nodded and busied herself looking around the apartment while she waited. It was a rather interesting place to be honest. Papers, books, and knick knacks littered every surface and she wondered at the story behind most of them.
Killian Jones: It had only been a few minutes when Aurora's phone rang: Milah O'donoghue
Aurora: "Hello?" she answered.
Killian Jones: Milah frowned into the phone "Hello...I don't mean to bother you... Killian never answers my calls, I just wanted to know how he was."
Aurora: "Ah, he's doing well. He's definitely more advanced in his recuperation than some of my other clients. I believe in good time he will be just find," Aurora reassured her.
Killian Jones: She smiled "Thank you... You should know something about Killian... he always seems five times better than he is. He'll pretend that he's alright and he'll dig himself into his work but he's not okay. He's not your normal client.."
Aurora: Aurora let this process for a moment. "Thanks for letting me know. I'll be careful to keep an extra close eye on him."
Killian Jones: She nodded "I'm sorry for bothering you." She said again and hung up
Killian Jones: Killian came down, looking considerably better, though still pale. "Well then. Ready?"
Aurora: "Allons-y," she smiled as she put her phone back in her purse.
Killian Jones: "Allonsy-y Alonso." He agreed, thinking of all of the implications that this comment would have that she wouldn't pick up on. He walked to his car which was a sleek black convertible and slid into the front seat and began driving "So, then. Tell me, have you ever been to a crime scene." He instantly knew that she hadn't, but he had to come up with conversation somehow.
Aurora: "Not in person. Though I'm interested to see the psychological side of it."
Killian Jones: He nodded "It should be an easy case, I'm fairly sure I already know who did it." He scowled "Boring as hell but I had to do something."
Aurora: "How do you know who did it? We haven't even seen the scene yet!" she laughed.
Killian Jones: "I read the case. They had all of the clues but they couldn't put it together."
Aurora: "Oh. So great-and-wise one, who did it?
Killian Jones: "Well...His ex-wife wasn't there at the time but it's obvious that she payed someone to murder them. The fingerprints were from a man, probably about 40 years of age and the footprints were at least 200 pounds, leading us to guess that he was about 6 foot tall. There is a murder-for-hire in the area. Well they don't know that's what he is but it's obvious really-and his wife wasn't mourning his death. So you would think that was the killer, yes? But it's not. It was actually the woman that he was cheating with on his wife, Joelie King. Of course the police don't know that she was cheeting but she was. There was a tube of lipstick in his bedroom that obviously wasn't his wife's, it didn't fit her skin-tone at all. And so she called the murder-for hire and framed the wife who she gave concert tickets to to get her out of the area. Tah-da."
Killian Jones: "Far too simple. I generally only take cases that I can't figure out in two minutes." He scowled slightly
Aurora: "Wait..." Aurora tried to follow, but she was hopelessly lost when he finished. "-Who- did it?"
Killian Jones: "Do keep up, Aurora. It was the woman that he was cheating with."
Aurora: "Then don't talk so fast when there's so many crazy links. Who's this Joelie?"
Killian Jones: "Well Joely is the one who killed him." He said as if she was the most stupid thing on earth "Obviously. She was teh one that he was cheating with, and who gave the concert tickets to his wife so that she would be out-of-state when she hired someone to kill him." He was speaking a little bit slower.
Aurora: "Well...I guess that makes sense. I wonder how fascinating her psych would be..." Aurora mused.
Killian Jones: "Mmm, I guess we'll see." He said, shaking his head. "It's far too easy, though...She didn't seem so simple, I'm confused on why she let me catch her." He looked concentrated but when he almost crashed into someone he focused on the road again. Damnit, he wasn't used to only being able to focus on one thing. He'd been able to focus on more than one thing at once, and though the heroin had a strange effect on his body, making it somewhat emotionless unless on the drug, he wanted it more than anything. He swallowed hard and said nothing
Aurora: Aurora had instinctively grabbed onto his shoulder when he almost crashed. "Uh..sorry," she said awkwardly as she let go as she calmed down.
Killian Jones: He shook his head "It's fine. You weren't out of line." He realized that most of her clients must have been distant, or at least hard to get close to "Most of your clients are far worse aren't they?"
Killian Jones: "Not that i'm not bad, but I can function."
Aurora: "Yeah. I remember that I once walked by one of my client's and just barely brushed his arm and he flipped out. I couldn't get him to come out of the fetal position all night."
Killian Jones: He raised an eyebrow "Who the hell have you been dealing with?" He looked like he would have laughed but the amusement faded out of his face far too quickly. "You know what I don't want to know...what was he addicted to?"
Aurora: "Acid," she answered. "Later he told me he snuck some and thought I was the troll version of his sister come to eat him."
Killian Jones: He llooked at her, feeling as if he should be amused but not being able to muster the ability. "You don't have to worry about that with me. I swear, I don't have a troll version of my sister."
Aurora: "Then you must not have a sister."
Killian Jones: The corner of his lips stretched upwards slightly but he didn't smile for more than half a second before resuming his neutral expression. "No. I do, but we've never been close."
Aurora: "Ah. Sounds like the prime sibling arrangement from what I've heard."
Killian Jones: He shrugged "It was fine, no better than any other arrangement."
Aurora: "I wouldn't know. Only child," she shrugged.
Killian Jones: He stopped at a parking lot, looking like he was made of stone yet again. He didn't show any emotion on his face whatsoever. A blonde woman came stalking up to him "Killian? It's been forever since you took part in a case." He shrugged and looked away which made her scowl at him with slight concern.
Aurora: "Well since you probably know what I had for lunch three days ago, I assume you can find the body. Or whatever it is you look at," Emma answered.
Killian Jones: He nodded and walked over to the body. Emma looked at Aurora "What's going on with him? One moment he's mr. Guyliner innuendo and then he was... I don't even know."
Aurora: "...I haven't seen Mr. Guyliner innuendo, but sometimes the shock of stopping substances can cause people to adjust in unexpected ways," Aurora smiled nervously.
Killian Jones: "Stopping what?" She said, raising an eyebrow "He's...oh that explains a lot."
Aurora: Aurora bit her lip. She wasn't supposed to inform people of the situation unless they already knew. She had just assumed...oops. "So, uh, tell me about what he's usually like. It could come in helpful."
Killian Jones: "He's annoying as hell." Said Emma, shaking her head "Or at least he was a year ago. He hasn't been himself for a while, but that's not the point. He flirted with anything that moved and he wore guyliner... He acted like a gentleman half of the time and like the best player you've ever seen the other half. He was confusing but brilliant."
Aurora: "Sounds like he was definitely...something."
Killian Jones: "He was... But in the last year it's like he's a machine. He doesn't talk unless talked to and it's like he doesn't have a personality."
Aurora: "That's...sometimes substance abuse takes more than we think. He is getting better though."
Killian Jones: "Yeah but he hasn't been in withdrawal for a year has he?"
Aurora: "I wouldn't know. It was probably a mix of the drug itself and the withdrawal."
Killian Jones: She nodded "Well I hope he gets back to himself now, he's freaking everyone out."
Aurora: "He will," she reassured. "Is it alright if I watch him work? I'm kind of wondering how he thinks these things through..."
Killian Jones: She nodded "Sure, but it won't help. The way he thinks makes no sense." She walked off and Killian was walking around the body, tapping his foot on the ground.
Aurora: "Were you correct?" Aurora asked as she approached him.
Killian Jones: He looked back with a raised eyebrow, a window of the player appearing in his smirk. It then dissappeared in a millisecond. "Of course I was. Who do you take me for? Proving it is another thing."
Aurora: "I would think you could take whatever you used to figure it out? How do you know if there's no proof?"
Killian Jones: "I don't, but I was right, Joely King is smarter than she acts." He scowled "I'll want a search warrant and then we'll search her house but I don't think she'll be so...compliant."
Aurora: "Exgirlfriend?" Aurora guessed. By the way he talked about her it seemed like a possibility. She was also half way joking.
Killian Jones: He nodded "Yes, actually. She turned out to be insane...It was a rather strange relationship
Aurora: "Well she was -your- girlfriend. What can you expect?" Aurora teased, then realized maybe she shouldn't have said it. She had this feeling though that he'd be alright with the quips.
Killian Jones: He shook his head with a small smile that quickly dissappeared but his eyes still shone with an amused light. "Hey, not all of my girlfriends were insane. Just 75% of them... Well actually 32% but that isn't the point."
Aurora: Aurora laughed. "The fact that you actually know that..."
Killian Jones: "I do now." He agreed "Doesn't take so long to calculate. And besides, Joely wasn't so bad... Except that she's now murdered someone. What do we say we go to her house?"
Aurora: "Don't worry. I'm pretty sure 90% of the guys I've dated were. Anyway, sure."
Killian Jones: They drove about a mile and stopped at a weird house. He walked up to the door and knocked on it "Joely, my dear?" He said, monotone.
Aurora: There was no answer, but the light was on so they knew she had to be there.
Killian Jones: He knocked harder "C'mon love..."
Aurora: There still wasn't an answer, but when Aurora tried the door knob it was unlocked. "You really are brilliant," she looked highly amused to match her voice.
Killian Jones: "I'm always a gentleman." He said before opening to door. "But sometimes I -need to talk to someone-"
Aurora: The front room was more of an office than a living room like Aurora expected. The big leather chair behind the desk turned slowly from the fireplace the woman had been looking at. Aurora already knew the woman was prone to theatrics. The woman was in a red dress with matching lipstick. White pearls adorned her neck and ears, and her brownish-strawberry blonde hair was up in a french braid. She smiled rather coldly and Aurora noted that at least her teeth weren't perfect. "Hello, sweetie. I'm sorry, but I'm a little busy at the moment. And probably will be for a while. You can always take a number and come back later," the woman addressed him.
Killian Jones: Killian knew that he had to be more like himself and less like the heroin addict that he had become. Less calculating and more flirty. "I could take a number, but I don't think that would be a good idea. We both know that I like talking face-to-face." His face wasn't into the flirting, but he couldn't make himself interested.
Aurora: "You don't sound too excited about the prospect. Apparently neither was the last one," Joely answered.
Killian Jones: He sat down in the chair across from her. He was more pale and obviously more tired than the last time she saw him but he was still somehow extremely handsome even if it looked as if he hadn't slept in days. "Oh I'm very excited about the prospect." He gave a smirk that was more than accurate.
Aurora: Aurora looked at him in confusion. Waaat? Since when was he flirty? She remembered what Emma had said but...it was still odd.
Aurora: Joely stood from behind the desk fluidly and slinked around it. Her red dress was skin tight and looked flawless on her, white heals setting off her amazing legs. She sat on the edge of the desk right in front of him. She pouted fakely as she leaned towards him. Her cleavage was great. What was with this woman? It was like she was photo shopped! "Oh my poor consulting detective. Do you really think I don't know what's been up with you? Come on, sweetie, you're better than that. You must have known it was my fault you just happened to come across the perfect drug for you. And now you're hear with someone to 'help' you while you try to prove I killed Graham. Too bad. There is none."
Killian Jones: "Mmm." He said, not shocked at the prospect. He leaned close to her and whispered in her ear "There is no such thing as a perfect drug. Or a perfect murder, though trying to find one is damn sexy."
Aurora: "Knowing you, you don't have to try," she murmured back.
Killian Jones: "Oh, but perfect is no fun" he purred "But if you want I can pick off your flaws...One by one..." Somehow he managed to make that sound dirty. It was killing him to act like this-his whole mind rejected it.
Aurora: "As -tempting- as that sounds, you above all people should know there's not many of those to find. Besides, would your little friend over there really enjoy that?" her eyes traveled to Aurora who was looking very uncomfortable at the moment.
Killian Jones: He let out a very realistic laugh-it was a warm sound like honey dripping from a counter, hitting the floor with soft, hot droplets. "You think I care? I know that you would."
Aurora: Joely pulled away and leaned back against the desk. "I know why you're here, but prove me right by telling me."
Killian Jones: He sighed, his expression returning to the cold detatched man that Aurora knew. "Fine. I came here to...well to record this. Thank you, I have all the evidence that I need." he made sure the hide the microphone and she would never find it.
Killian Jones: *I AM REDOING THAT. BECAUSE...that was like 1 in the morning and it made 0 sense* He sighed, his expression returning to the cold detatched man that Aurora knew. "Fine. I only wanted to talk to you about the murder. You are the murderer and I don't know how to convict you yet. But I will."
Aurora: "I do -so- love when you play games with me. However, you won't be able to prove anything. I left no evidence and average people just won't believe your logic."
Killian Jones: "True enough, I will never understand how the average brain works..." He looked dazed for a second as if he wasn't seeing anything but then snapped out of it "You, however, my dear, are quite brilliant really. It -will- be fun working with you."
Aurora: "With isn't the right word choice. I believe the correct one would be 'against'."
Killian Jones: "But it is a dance is it not? My failure results in your sucess and visa versa. I wouldn't say we're working against each other, i'd say that we're working towards different goals that are related in different ways. We are trying to dance together with two different footsteps... Waiting for the other to fall."
Aurora: "Oh, but you already have. Or at least you've begun to. I can already see what your downfall will be."
Killian Jones: He raised an eyebrow "As can I. You've devised a beautiful plot, you know. Action, mystery, adventure, but there's something missing. And you will pay for it. Come, Aurora, we should get going."
Aurora: "You make me sound like an author, but, dear Killian, this is the real world. I don't believe I'll be the one paying for anything," her voice held the warning.
Killian Jones: "Authors are the geniouses of this world. Twisting words around and making life a story worth reading." And with that he closed the door, wishing that he would never have to do that again. His body was completely rejecting the idea of acting like that again-or perhaps his mind. No, definitely his mind. Looking at Aurora's expression he could tell that she was wondering something but earlier when he'd been flirting with Joely she'd not been as surprised as he'd thought. No-she'd known about his personality before but he wondered who had told her.
Aurora: "Care to explain what just happened?" Aurora inquired.
Killian Jones: "I was getting information." He knew that she expected more than this by her posture and the stubborn set of her jaw. She looked at his expression and seemed surprised and maybe a little bit dissappointed. "To play a game you must know the rules."
Aurora: "This 'game' you're playing probably isn't so good for you," she pointed out. Stress could lead one back to a substance.
Killian Jones: "You'll soon learn that nothing I do is good for me."
Aurora: "Then why do it?"
Killian Jones: Because he got off on it? Because without the thrill he's kill himself because he understood everything and he needed a mystery, something for his brain to do. Because tragedy had worked on his brain so far that he couldn't think about it without blowing up, because he hated being bored, because he hated being alone. "I'm not sure." He lied
Aurora: "If you care about something enough to do it even though it's bad for you, you should always have a reason," she chided. She would know considering what her job was.
Killian Jones: "If you knew why everything and everyone ticked what would you want to do? Humans are so -boring- in life. But perhaps there is a mystery to explore in death."
Aurora: "Killian, I study psychology. What I do is study live people. I find it fascinating."
Killian Jones: "And I study psychology as well The psycology and reasoning of those who murder. I find them fascinating. They're people who I can't immediately figure out and it's interesting."
Aurora: She pondered that for a moment. "I've never actually tried. I guess this will be a rather interesting thing to learn."
Killian Jones: "Oh it is." And the first real grin spread across his face since she met him. "But not this case, this one is boring as hell. We need one that I can't figure out-that i have to try to figure out. Those are the fun ones." He had just wanted to make sure he still had his touch. And it wasn't as good as when he'd been doing the drugs, but it was good enough that he wanted to try something more fun.
Aurora: "I wouldn't exactly describe that woman as 'boring'. More like psychotic. As far as psychology goes, she seems like a rather fun case."
Killian Jones: His old self would have said: Oh yes she's -very- fun to study, but he pushed that from his mind. "She was always rather psychotic." In a good way sometimes, but psychotic nevertheless. Aurora took a step towards the car and looked at him to follow her. He did so and took front seat "Ah, and I recorded that little session in there, just for further notice."
Aurora: "I wonder how the heck a mind like that works," Aurora thought out loud. The woman was now like a puzzle she had to figure out. She'd never met anyone that...messed up, and now she had to know.
Killian Jones: "It's quite simple, really. It works a lot like mine would if I wanted it to."
Aurora: "So you have the mind of a serial killer, good to know," she teased, but was still a bit shaken by that.
Killian Jones: "No, a high functioning sociopath, do your research."
Aurora: "I am. Right now," she pointed out.
Killian Jones: He gave her a blank expression "That's true enough." He agreed. When they were about halfway home, however, Killian noticed that there was a yellow bug following them. He turned around and began going faster, but the car sped so that they were side by side and promptly smashed into the side of the car, throwing Killian into Aurora's lap.
Aurora: The crash shook up Aurora, but thanks to her seat belt she was mostly fine. Except a few bruises from the person now in her lap. Once the car had completely stopped moving she still had her eyes squinted shut but asked, "Killian? Are you alright?"
Killian Jones: Killian didn't move and there was a thick bruise on his head that was bleeding profusely. His eyes were closed and his eyebrow was also covered in blood, which was somehow extremely attractive. No one should look so attractive bloody.
Aurora: Once Aurora opened her eyes and noticed how banged up he looked she dug out her cell and called for an ambulance. She tried her best not to jostle him during this.
Killian Jones: The ambulance came a few minutes later and took both Killian and Aurora. They were both put into seperate rooms but when the nurse came in she said that she could go. "Your friend" informed the nurse "Will be fine, he just passed out."
Aurora: Aurora sighed in relief. "Good. I was worried. Thank you."
Killian Jones: She smiled "Of course. He'll be let out in a few minutes, they just had to perscribe the antibiotics and he'll be right out."
Killian Jones: Killian came out right on time, looking rather drugged and banged up. He looked at her with hazy eyes and said "Alright. You're driving."
Aurora: Aurora gave a small smile. "I believe that would be wise, yes." However, she was a bit concerned about the pain medication she assumed he was on.
Killian Jones: He had several packages of pills in his hands and he looked as if he'd taken more than a few. He swallowed and shook his head as if trying to clear it. Killian had never liked substances that had slowed his brain and even though he needed it, with bruised ribs and a concussion, he hated the feeling.
Aurora: "Come on," she said gently as she took his hand to lead him to the car.
Killian Jones: He slumped in the chair and closed his eyes "I've always hated pain medication." He admitted. He knew that she was a psycologist and it had to be unlikely that he would dislike a ttype of drug, being a drug addict himself.
Aurora: "Really? That's good. I was a bit concerned. Any reason? I mean it's rather odd..."
Killian Jones: "Yes, because it slows brain activity." He sighed "It makes me feel like an idiot."
Aurora: "Keep talking. I might start to feel like a genius," she grinned at him.
Killian Jones: He rolled his poppy-blue eyes. "And I'll have to take these for a couple weeks. Then you'll have to start doing my job for me."
Aurora: "For some reason I don't think Joely would flirt with me."
Killian Jones: "You'd be surprised." She said, shaking her head "She always was obsessed with an actress that you have an uncanny resemblance to." he was rambling now, but he felt a bit more like a normal person because he couldn't focus. He wasn't looking at every single thing for reactions. It felt almost good.
Aurora: "Wow. That almost sounded like a normal person talking," Aurora teased.
Killian Jones: "That's because my brain isn't working overtime." He said, closing his eyes for a moment. The painkillers were making him really tired. "I am a normal person at the moment-or at least as close as i'm going to get.''
Aurora: "Sorry that's so horrible for you," her voice conveyed no emotion. Inside she was conflicted. Obviously she didn't want him to get addicted to the pain killers, but not having to deal with things in a way normal people don't might be good for him. Not having to handle all of it for a while. She drove carefully, but was still a hair distracted by her thoughts.
Killian Jones: "I never said it was horrible." He admitted
Aurora: That wasn't good. If he liked it too much...she didn't want to think of that at the moment. Instead she changed the subject. "What's it like? The super fast thinking stuff?" she asked. Maybe now he could tell her in a way she could better understand.
Killian Jones: He shrugged "It's no different really except everything is more obvious. Little things become more vivid to me and I constantly look at everything to see a reaction. I'm easily distractable, ADHD, but by focusing on all of the little things it's easy to miss the most obvious to most people."
Aurora: "That seems...distracting."
Killian Jones: "It can be. As I said, it's easy to miss the most obvious things. I failed all of my classes in school because I could figure out why they were teaching the math class but I had no idea what the hell the quadratic formula was. I couldn't focus on the teaching."
Aurora: "And the drug helped you focus," she realized. She had been wondering why someone so brilliant had gotten hooked on it. Surely he would know better and understand.
Killian Jones: He nodded "Right. But it also did a lot of other things that I wouldn't have wanted. But at the time I thought that being able to think straight was worth the loss of personality and life. I suppose I was desperate."
Aurora: "That's...That's horrible," she sighed. "Most people get stuck because it gives them some kind of thrill. Something interesting in their lives. For you it was to stop everything."
Killian Jones: He shrugged "My brain works 10% more than the average. Yes, I wanted it to stop for a while. That doesn't mean it was right."
Aurora: That set off the little alarm bells in her mind. The pain medicine was now doing the same thing. "It wasn't, but it's not unfixable."
Killian Jones: "No, and I'm not quite myself yet but there are worse things I suppose. I wish this would be done with already."
Aurora: "Things take time," she shrugged. Unsure what exactly to say.
Killian Jones: When they got back he still looked disoriented "D*** can't wait to get off of these things..."
Killian Jones: He could tell that she was worried even without being able to figure out all of her motions and what they meant. So he would pretend that he hated the pills, but really he wasn't so interested in taking them. Heroin had focused his mind, but this just made everything fuzzy and he didn't particularly like it. No, he had told her that he didn't hate it and for one day it was ok but for 14? Well this would be interesting. Of course...maybe he could just ditch the pills after a few days, that would be nice.
Aurora: "Two weeks is all you have to deal with them for. Then you can return to your annoyingly brilliant self," she reassured with a grin.
Killian jones: He nodded "yes... 14 days..." He scowled "alright I'll see you in the morning."
Aurora: "Sleep well," she called as she headed out.
Killian jones: At night, belle called her again "so something has come up..."
Aurora: "Yes?" Aurora inquired. Did Belle already some how know about the pain killers?
Killian jones: "I... Well this is really embarrassing but I'm really confused. So tht woman go called in killian told us that she was his wife and somehow that checked out but... Killian's wife is long dead."
Aurora: Aurora paused. "Wait...what? How is that possible?"
Killian jones: "I really don't know... But I'm nt sure who the woman in been talking to is..."
Aurora: "Describe her?" Aurora suggested, "If I see her I could let you know..."
Killian jones: "well I've only talked to her on the phone..."
Aurora: "Then I'll be sure to ask him about it. Now I have a bit of a problem as well..." She explained about the car crash and the pain killers. "And I honestly don't think he'd get addicted to them, but I'm still concerned."
Killian jones: she nodded "uh... I'd just monitor how many he's taking."
Aurora: "Alright, thanks Belle."
Aurora: The next day Aurora knocked on Killian's door bright and early.
Killian jones: killian still looked out of it but not as badly as the day before "hello, Aurora." She was looking at him rather nervously and it annoyed him that he couldn't figure out what was wrong "what is it?"
Aurora: "Well...last night I was informed of some rather...odd information. I wanted to ask you about it, but I'm not really sure how you'll take it..."
Killian jones: He shrugged "well since you don't have my genius you won't know unless you ask." He opened the door wider and let her in.
Aurora: She crossed the room and sat on the couch before continuing. "The woman who...alerted us to your case claimed to be your wife, but...your wife was reported as dead."
Killian jones: He raised an eyebrow "she's been dead for many years... 4 years 7 months and 37 days to be exact. But I do wonder who it was..."
Aurora: "So you honestly have no idea?"
Killian jones: "I have several ideas..." He said, looking to the side with a pensive expression. "But it doesn't matter now. Why would they believe it was Milah?" He seeme fixed on that idea.
Aurora: "We had no reason not to. People don't usually lie in this situation," she explained.
Killian jones: "I see..." He said, looking troubled. Someone was obviously trying to play with him, they would have to know how distraught he was over her death "do you still have her number?"
Aurora: "She called me, so it should be in my phone..." Aurora bit her lip as she searched through recent calls. It wasn't there. The phone only registered Belle calling recently. "What the heck?" she muttered as she checked again.
Killian jones: he scowled. If he wasnt so groggy there was a chance that he could recover the deleted calls but he wasnt himself with so many pills. Speaking of which, it was almost lunch time and he had to take more after eating. Instead of commenting he got something out of the refrigerator "want something?" He pulled out the pills and popped a few.
Aurora: "How many of those have you taken today?" she asked, ignoring his question.
Killian jones: he shook his head. Of course he'd only taken the proper amount but her concern made him want to play with her. Did she really think he'd get addicted to the stuff? Well that was her job "Don't worry about it."
Aurora: "How many?" her voice was a bit more forceful this time.
Killian jones: he chuckled "the prescribed amount."
Aurora: "Don't do that to me," she glared.
Killian jones: "Do what? Tell you that I've taken the correct amount? If you insist."
Aurora: She rolled her eyes, annoyed, but not angry. "Make me think you haven't. It's kind of my job to worry about you, you know?"
Killian jones: "I wasnt trying to make you think tht I wasn't." He shrugged "you went down that road on your own. However, I asked you a question: do you want something to eat."
Aurora: "Sure. Just whatever is fine."
Killian jones: He nodded and made several tuna melts for them. He then sat down and looked through the newspaper "boring, boring, boring, boring..."
Aurora: "Already have it all figured out?" she guessed before taking a bite of a tuna melt. "Wow, this is really good."
Killian jones: "Yes... These are far too simple. No mystery at all..."
Aurora: "Yet you're still able to figure them out even on the medication?"
Killian jones: Only if you don't take enough... "Of course." He lied
Aurora: "You really are something, you know that?" the awe was evident in her voice. She was surprised, and a but suspicious, at his abilities on the medication.
Killian jones: He smiled-and he did that very rarely "striking aren't I? Some people say stunning."
Aurora: "Personally I'd go with conceded," she smiled right back.
Killian jones: "conceited?" He mocked surprise "me? Never."
Aurora: "I guess that's the great flaw of genius," she laughed.
Killian jones: "I find-not me of course-that the price of genius is a great amount of self-loathing."
Aurora: "I wouldn't know," her voice was bland. Not really giving away if she was serious or not.
Killian jones: "I believe anyone who tries to understand the meanings behind anything must be seeking knowledge. Whether it comes easily to you or not is irrelivent."
Aurora: "I'm not implying that I'm stupid, but everyone seems to think that's very important." She wasn't stupid by any means. Just because it took her a minute to put everything together didn't make her stupid. Just meant that her thought process took a bit longer. Not that anyone had ever cared about that.
Killian jones: "nor am I. I am implying that anyone searching or knowledgeable quite smart."
Aurora: "If I didn't know better, I'd say that was actually a compliment."
Killian jones: "And it will be the last." He said with a smirk
Aurora: "Well I'm still one up on you," she shrugged with the mirror of his smirk.
Killian Jones: "No, no, you've called me brilliant several times. And quite right too."
Killian Jones: Killian actually didn't find himself very smart at all. Quite the opposite, really. Just because his brain moved faster than the rest of the world meant nothing, because he missed everything in life and when everything goes so fast nothing really matters. Actually, he found himself quite annoyingly stupid, really. He was different but that didn't nessesarily mean good.
Aurora: "That's just because I'm a nice person," she defended, but then bust up laughing.
Killian Jones: He didn't laugh with her, but he'd also found it very hard to laugh lately, or feel anything actually. "Very funny." He crossed his arms mockingly "I don't think you're very nice at all."
Aurora: She could tell something was wrong by his change in demeanor. "Well..." she started a bit awkwardly, "I'm sorry then."
Killian Jones: He shook his head "I'm kidding."
Aurora: "I can never tell! Put some emotion in your voice! Monotone is hard to read, you know?"
Killian Jones: He shrugged "Must be a side affect of heroin. I don't really feel anything. Hard to put emotion in your voice when I'm really not sure what I"m supposed to be feeling."
Aurora: "That should be fading by now..." She was kind of confused. He should be feeling closer to normal by now. Unless he was...
Killian Jones: "You would think. But perhaps because I use 10% more of my brain there's also more room for the chemicals to burn. I'm not completely sure."
Aurora: "Unless you've been sneaking it," she pointed out. Which was usual for patients. She'd just thought he'd be a bit different. She guessed not.
Killian Jones: He raised an eyebrow "Is that what you believe?"
Aurora: "It's the most logical. I have dealt with drug addicts before."
Killian Jones: "So you have, but every patient is individual."
Aurora: "And that is exactly what makes psychology so interesting."
Killian Jones: "Exactly. I could assure you that I'm not but I realize that drug addicts lie and therefore you'll have to figure that out for yourself."
Killian Jones: "And you will also have to realize that if I was sneaking it you wouldn't know."
Aurora: On the other side of town Joely untied her captive's blindfold. They were on the stage of a theater. No one else was there, but the center spotlight was on the woman tied up to a chair. Joely stood just out of the beam of light, but close enough to where the woman could see her. "Sarah. Sarah Taylor. I believe we've met once before?"
Killian Jones: Sarah stared at her "Uh...yeah.." that had been a very, very weird family dinner. She had the most annoying reflex ever-which was to freeze when she was afraid and so even if she'd had the chance to escape she wouldn't have been able to. Of course that thought didn't help one bit. "Did Killian pay you to do this? Because...I swear he's insane."
Aurora: "How does your little mind work? Of course he wouldn't -pay- me. In fact I'm betting on the fact that he won't be too happy that I have. That's why I can't kill you yet. I have to keep him interested long enough."
Killian Jones: Sarah began biting her fingernails-they were already short but what the hell. She guessed that she wouldn't get much more chance to wear them out anyway. "That sounds promising... He doesn't care about me he won't do anything to get me back." There was a deep, horrible part of her mind that wished with every ounce of her that he would. She wanted him to save her even when she'd never done anything good for him because after all she was despicable in every way.
Aurora: "Oh, how cute. You don't think your good enough. He thinks you are though. That's why he could never quite get close, he always wanted to be normal. I honestly don't get it. However, I do get that he'll come after you, don't worry about that." Her eyes were calculating and her smile was feline. This was obviously a woman with a very well thought out plan. "So I'm giving you a choice. You can either do something stupid and try to fight against me, or we can work together and make this partnership much easier on both of us."
Killian Jones: She swallowed, thinking of those games of nerf wars all those years ago. She'd always pretended to be on both sides and then switched at the last moment when she'd made her mind up. Perhaps this was the time to do that after all. "I promise you I am not normal. But fighting won't get me anywhere but dead."
Aurora: "It seems like logic is a trait that runs in the family. Good. That'll make my life easier, and possibly spare yours."
Killian Jones: "Logic is not a trait that runs in the family. Killian is a freaking psyco and so am I. I can promise that much." Sarah glared at Joely through dark blue eyes, dark blonde hair falling in front of her face. She tried vainly to blow the hair out of her face but only ended up proving the whole 'i am a psyco' thing. Her tiny heart beat out of her chest as if it was trying to escape and she felt like this was part of a book or a dream. Sarah had always had very, very vivid dreams but she knew that this wasn't one of them. But she could hope, right? No, in times of fear Sarah never had any hope. Never once. There was a time once (yet another example of how she was insane) when Sarah had set a fire in a forest with her friend and when their mom had caught them she had been crippled with feelings of fear and self-loathing. This was one of those times because she knew that she was making the wrong decision but she couldn't help it, she was selfish and she was vain.
Aurora: "Then when this is over we should form a club. However, there might only be one member. Possibly two. But that depends on yourself."
Killian Jones: "A club for psychos? I could dig that." She said nevously, her blue eyes narrowing
Aurora: "I guess since you're willing to cooperate that only leaves one question."
Killian Jones: "No I don't think my brother is sexy."
Aurora: That gave Joely pause for a moment. "I would seriously hope not. That was not anywhere near the question."
Killian Jones: "You have no idea how many girls ask me that question...I'm glad you're not one of them. okay sorry, go ahead."
Aurora: "Shall we start our marathon with Supernatural, Doctor Who, or Sherlock?" she asked completely seriously.
Killian Jones: Sarah bust up laughing "Oh my gosh, this is not the situation I ever thought I'd been in!" She laughed for a few minutes and then said "No but seriously that is the hardest question ever been asked."
Killian Jones: What Killian didn't tell her was that he'd only taken one of his pills for the day and that the rest were sugar pills. However, he was still fuzzy enough to regret the first and it was seriously annoying her. He took her plate and began washing them when he turns his head to the one place where he never should. A picture of Milah stands, with his arms around her. Milah was laughing, her greenish eyes dancing with delight and Killian drops the plate.
Killian Jones: Of course, he leans to pick it up again, but he remembered why exactly he'd become a detective in the first place. And the thought caused him to clench his fist onto the broken pieces of ceramic. He was to find her murderer after all, and he thought he knew very well who it was now. And he knew that Joely King must die if it was the case. And as the blood ran from his hand he watched it with wonder, remembering that he was human and as the droplets hit the floor, coloring them red he knew that revenge was after all, red too. And he was rather sure that he was going insane because sane people don't watch their blood drop onto the floor and find it interesting.
Aurora: Aurora could tell he was having a moment. What kind of moment...she wasn't so sure on that part, but a moment nonetheless. She approached him quietly, not wanting to break the silence. She was just behind him, a bit to the side to see his hand which he stared at with such fascination. Slowly she reached around and stopped the rolling blood on his wrist. "You should wash that out," she breathed, still looking at the dripping blood herself as it rolled from his skin to hers.
Killian Jones: "Yeah..." He said quietly "Should..."
Killian Jones: He shook his head to clear it and went to wash his hand "Sorry, kinda blanked out for a second there."
Aurora: As he stepped away she snapped out of whatever trance she had been in as well. "Yeah, uh, it's fine," she stumbled out as she washed the blood off her thumb as well.
Killian Jones: He shook his head "No. I just remembered something. Do you ever think about something so hard that whatever is around you turns to putty and your thoughs are more solid?"
Aurora: She paused. "Like in Suckerpunch?"
Killian Jones: "Much like that, yes." He agreed "Happens to me all the time. Milah used to say the only way to snap me out of them was to dump ice-cold water on my head." The taste of rum worked too but he wouldn't have told her that
Aurora: "I know what you mean. Sometimes I just zone out when I'm trying to work out a problem. It's like five minutes or five hours could go by and I'd have no idea."
Killian Jones: He nodded, knowing that his own daydreams could range from a day to a week. "Right. And now I know what I have to do. I'll be back later."
Aurora: Aurora raised an eyebrow. "Where are you going, exactly?"
Killian Jones: "That's...complicated."
Aurora: "Then I guess I'll just have to come with you."
Killian Jones: He shook his head "No, no. You're supposed to watch me and make sure I don't fall back into my addiction. However, you're not supposed to follow me to places that I ask you not to."
Aurora: "Last time I didn't follow the guy ended up over dosing. You really think I'm going to risk that again?"
Killian Jones: He gritted his teeth "I don't think you have a choice. If you did follow me I could file a suit for stalking. Wouldn't want that, would you?"
Aurora: "Considering it's kind of my job and I could easily say that I was concerned for you, with legitimate reasoning, it wouldn't do you any good."
Killian Jones: "With legitimate reasoning? Like what? he went to do something alone and that's code for: going to go do some heroin now?"
Aurora: She shrugged innocently. "For all I know it could be."
Killian Jones: He glared at her "My dear, I'll be back, that's a promise." He wasn't going to go ruin his life again, as tempting as that sounded. "Besides, what makes you think i'd have to leave to get high?"
Aurora: "Why did you want to get high in the first place? You know it's bad for you."
Killian Jones: "You know the answer to that, remember?" He shook his head "Wasn't for the high. Now-really I'll be back. Aurora, you can't follow me every time I say I'd like to go somewhere alone."
Aurora: Usually she would say yes she was and he couldn't stop her it was her job, but nothing about this case was usual. "Fine," she sighed.
Killian Jones: He looked pleased "You should have some personal time anyway, doesn't it get annoying contantly looking over someone else's shoulder?"
Aurora: "I'm a extrovert," she shrugged, "I like looking after others."
Killian Jones: It was a few hours when he came back but even if he had been high he would have been at a low and he was not. He looked at her with intellegent blue eyes; the pills had definitely worn off. "Hello, m'dear. I'm not dead, horrah."
Aurora: She rolled her eyes. "Oh darn. No, but I'm kind of concerned about your literature selection."
Killian Jones: "Literature section?" He raised an eyebrow, searching her face for any clues on what she meant. There weren't any clues in her demeanor and he became truly curious.
Aurora: "I'm kind of curious about the several volumes on medieval torture devices and the like that can be found in your library."
Killian Jones: He barely smiled for a second but then began laughing. It was different than his fake laugh had been with Joely, but just as warm. He stopped laughing abruptly, a large smile still on his face as he ran a hand through his messy hair. "You never know when you're going to need a good ol' medieval torture device."
Aurora: His laugh was infectious and Aurora soon found herself laughing as well. "It's not exactly what most people's bookshelves house!" she pointed out.
Killian Jones: He shrugged "I'm not most people am I? Besides, it was an interesting read, some people deserve to be tortured...I can think of a few."
Aurora: "Sometimes I wonder about the sanity of my clients. That's different with you. I -always- wonder about you."
Killian Jones: He shrugged "If I had any sanity I believe I would know about it. I haven't seen any yet."
Aurora: She grinned. "At least your honest."
Killian Jones: "oh you don't know how many times my parents sent me to a therapist. They never found any sanity either. Speaking of which...they keep calling. Should I block their number or throw out my phone?"
Aurora: "You could always hand the phone to me. Technically I can count as 'treatment' so it should get them to shut up," she shrugged.
Killian Jones: He nodded with a small smile. He found that happiness was coming fairly easily today, maybe he was getting slightly better "That sounds like a very good idea except then they would know that I needed therapy. That's not so good."
Aurora: "You think they don't already know that?" she raised her eyebrows.
Killian jones: "As far as they know I'm president of the United States."
Aurora: "You know despite other people not having your amazing mind powers of creepyness, they can still process things."
Killian jones: "no I haven't seem them in ah, four years. I was sober at tht point."
Aurora: She rolled her eyes. "You are...I don't even know."
Killian jones: "it's not my fault that for some reason I keep accidentally declining their calls."
Aurora: "Right. 'Accidentally'. Can't say I blame you though. I got those calls once," she admitted, then realized what she had said. If it was anyone else she would hope they wouldn't catch it, but she knew him well enough to know he had. She froze, eyes wide.
Killian jones: Killian however was not one to catch the large things in someone's conversations. Her reaction of shock alerted him more than her words but he then put it together. He wondered what kinds of calls she meant "what kind of calls?"
Aurora: "Uh, nevermind, not important," she said quickly, nervousness still apparent.
Killian jones: She was looking down, the awkwardness of the situation apparent. People were all mysteries to Killian but he'd thought he had her figured out. He lifted his head, looking down at her through raven-black eyelashes. Her poppy blue eyes-he could have painted them in that moment as filled with apprehension as they were "you are a mystery."
Aurora: "To you?" she asked surprised. "I thought you, what was it you said, could read me like a book?"
Killian jones: "I thought I could. You're getting better at hiding your thoughts. As it is I woe pry."
Aurora: (What?)
Killian jones: (Wont pry)
Aurora: "Thank you," she smiled at him. That had been awfully close to-no. She wouldn't even think about it.
Killian jones: he looked at her curiously for a moment before wondering if her parents were dead. She carried the air of tragedy in the way she walked sometimes. But he would keep this to himself "either way, you haven't seen quite enough of my literary section if you think that's the weirdest thing there."
Aurora: "I'm scared, but care to show me?" She was relieved at the change of subject.
Killian jones: He nodded. There were bottles of wine barreled up against the wall and books next to it. "Beautiful Chinese torture and how to create your own torture devices."
Aurora: "Sounds fascinating," she looked dead serious except for the small tell-tail smirk.
Killian jones: (I'm surprised she didn't comment on the wine xD) "oh it is. I'm an expert on -all- forms of torture."
Aurora: Aurora couldn't help but laugh. "You realize how kinky that sounded, right?"
Killian jones: he smirked "it was meant to. Now-lets play find the creepy book."
Aurora: "Why do I feel like we're about to play a game of find the needle in the needle stack?"
Killian jones: "because we're looking or Waldo in a crowd of him."
Aurora: She couldn't help but laugh. "Do I even -want- to know why you have most of these?"
Killian jones: "my family gives strange gifts. Of course some of them have been useful."
Aurora: "Remind me not to meet your family. When has- I was about to ask when The Modern Kama Sutra has been useful, but I don't want to know."
Killian jones: A small smile tugged at his lips "you never know hen you could have karma on your side. My sister has a strange sense of humor."
Aurora: Right then his phone rang.
Killian jones: he picked up the phone and wondered who was calling
Aurora: "Killian? This is Mulan," the head of the Vegas police department only called when there was a case he was needed on. "We have a problem you'll be interested in."
Killian jones: hecalling smiled into th telephone "excellent. What is it?"
Aurora: "Well..." Mulan hardly ever hesitated, so that itself was weird. "Your sister's gone missing."
Killian jones: he paused and went pale, his blue eyes frozen from emotion "I see. Of course I'll take It."
Aurora: "We're at her house now if you want to head on over."
Killian jones: he nodded "sure. See you later." He hung up the phone and iced his expression to normality "someone is missing. I'm taking the case."
Aurora: She could already tell this one was different than the murder before. "Who is it?"
Killian jones: "I dunno, they haven't told me yet. We'll see the name when we get there."
Aurora: "Why do I get the feeling that you're lying?"
Killian jones: "Because you know drug addicts and drug addicts lie and you believe I'm much the same?"
Aurora: "I think it's because you're acting weird."
Killian jones: he raised an eyebrow. He was keeping his composure now, it was just before. "Alrighty then."
Aurora: Aurora decided they should probably just get going. She'd find out soon enough anyway. "Let's just go then." She grabbed her coat and slipped it on as she headed out the door.
Killian jones: He pulled on a long black leathe jacket and followed her out. He slipped into the car "I don't suppose we've had particularly wonderful times in cars of late?"
Aurora: "As long as you pay full attention to the road, I think we'll be fine." She hoped...
Killian jones: He shook his head with amusement "that was not my fault." Wen they got to the crime scene he didn't seem any more melonchaly.
Aurora: "Will you tell me who it was now?" she whispered gently.
Killian jones: he shrugged "ask around, I'm sure you can find out. I'll be doing the same."
Aurora: "You forget I'm not alloud here without you," she reminded as she followed him
Killian jones: He nodded an they walked in "but you can always tell them you're with me. They won't ask questions."
Aurora: Aurora decided it would still be best just to follow him. That way he could do the talking. "Ah, Killian," Mulan greeted, "I'm sorry about this."
Killian jones: he shrugged "not your fault. Mulan meet Aurora. Now what have you found?"
Aurora: "Nice to meet you," Mulan nodded respectfully towards Aurora before turning back to Killian. "Basically, nothing. That's why we called you. There seems to be random white pieces of paper taped to the walls. They seem random and they could have been your sister's doing, but we're unsure currently."
Killian jones: He nodded and went to look at the pieces f paper. He hadnt particularly wanted to have to ''stress leads to rebound' conversation.
Aurora: Aurora obviously followed him anyway. "Your sister," was all she said.
Killian jones: he nodded "yes. Sarah Taylor." He said no more about it
Aurora: "Taylor? You're last name is Jones...?"
Killian jones: "she's married." He said as if it were obvious
Aurora: "Ah," Aurora nodded, "I feel stupid now."
Killian jones: "We never had the same last name anywayzl
Aurora: "Different fathers?" she guessed.
Killian jones: He nodded "yep. Thank god she did too." Mostly because that meant that his father was gone an that was always a good thing.
Aurora: Aurora's eyes trailed around the room. "What do the papers mean?"
Killian jones: "they're not from Sarah, that's or sure." He immediately pulled them all down and sorted them so that they said (insert ehatever you're trying to do here)
Aurora: (Considering they were supposed to make a map in the room with their placement that's gonna be difficult) "Wait!" Aurora called. "Put them back up. What if it's the placement?"
Killian Jones: He nodded and did what she said, mentally scolding himself. If he was in his right mind, if this was anyone else he would have guessed it himself. "A map?"
Aurora: Aurora smiled, she was pretty sure she had it. She found a red sharpie on the desk and went around to all the papers. She drew a big 'X' on all of them before turning back and capping the pen with a flourish. "A map. And 'X' marks the spot...er, spots."
Killian Jones: He crossed his arms, a decidedly angry expression gracing his features "I see, well I don't like games and whoever is doing this isn't going to like the way I play."
Aurora: "Well until you have a better idea, we're going to have to play. Which one should we start with?"
Killian Jones: He shrugged "Obviously whoever did this wants us to search. Where's waldo my dear?"
Aurora: "We have this whole city and one guy in a striped shirt to find. You're the sociopath. You tell me."
Killian Jones: If he were going to hide someone he would hide them in the last place he could think of. But if he couldn't think of it that would be where she would be. He suspected Joely and so she wouldn't be at her house, but a basement would be good or... he would have to wait for a randsom call there were too many places that she could be "Well we'll just have to start with place #1."
Aurora: Aurora didn't know they were numbered. Mostly because they weren't. "Which one would that be?"
Killian Jones: He pointed to the one that was the most out in the open "Rule of hiding, if you want someone to suspect something hide it where they can't immediately find it."
Aurora: "Makes sense," she shrugged. "So...where would that be? I get the room is a map, but...you're the brilliant one, you read it."
Killian Jones: He put his finger to the paper and let it fall as his expression darkened "She is cruel. Whoever it is she is ver