Post by Dorian Michael Humbert on Jan 14, 2020 5:35:06 GMT
My promise to you
always and forever
Visiting a friend… That was either a fortunate happenstance or Dorcas was hiding something. Dorian really didn’t want it to be the latter, he trusted Dorcas as much as anyone he had ever worked with. She was a friend, practically family, but it was simply too convenient that she just happened to be in Owl Creek, near enough that she saw the flames before the authorities were called in. He wouldn’t be doing his job if he didn’t look into every lead, he just didn’t want Dorcas to be one of them.
His eyes narrowed slightly, his jaw tensing as he was known to do when irritated or in deep thought – it was remarkable how similar those expressions were, and utterly annoying when it occurred in front of Dorcas who used the opportunity to attempt to make him uncomfortable by pretending to be attracted to him. Well, succeeding in making him uncomfortable most of the time, anyway. Alastor called his name and Dorian turned. The larger wizard was now moving toward the medics where the young boy, the apparent sole survivor was sitting, wrapped in a blanket. Dorian turned back to Dorcas. “I’ll need the name and address of your friend on my desk by the end of the day.” He paused, a strange feeling of unease in his stomach. “I’m glad you weren’t hurt.” He turned and headed toward Alastor and the boy, watching Dorcas from the corner of his eye as he bent near the ground and met the child at his eye level, attempting to provide a bit of comfort before gently probing.
The kid seemed to take a shine more to Alastor than Dorian, but Dorian wasn’t offended or concerned. In the end, he agreed that Alastor would be best as the lead detective on the case; he had a rapport with the only witness they had (minus Dorcas), and Dorian had to agree that the Training Academy took up too much of his time to give such a large investigation the proper attention. He was still working the case, however, and he was going to look into Dorcas’ alibi himself if for no other reason than to unknot the awful feeling in his stomach.
Tags: Dorcas Amilie Meadowes Alastor Jude Moody // Word Count: 369 //
Outfit: Definitely dressed for work // Notes: ♘