2019.12.24: The Scooby Gang and The Knowledge Gap
| The Scooby Gang and the Knowledge Gap | |
|---|---|
| Computer detectives that don't know computers. | |
| IC Date | 12.24.19 |
| IC Time | Morning |
| Players | Bobbi Roxy Kadin Oksana Martine |
| Location | Wyldman Library |
Leaving the library behind, Roxy takes to her motorcyle with Bobbi on the back, the speed demon YZF-R1. If Bobbi had worries about riding before, she'll never ride again after sharing a bike with Roxy. The bike hits a top speed of over 140mph and the rider isn't scared to push it toward those limits, zipping through traffic and dodging her way through traffic congestion, she makes it to the location in record time.
Pulling up to the murder site, it appears to be a typical small scale convenience store; cigarettes, alcohol, snacks, a few home essentials, sandwiches, and so on. That's if the store was still open. Unfortunately, the location now has boards over the windows, a steel grating over the door. The room upstairs fares no better, with wooden boards covering the windows.
An alleyway runs alongside the store with a side entrance for deliveries and access to the room upstairs. Though this is also closed up, it's at least untouched, only a lock barring the way. A standard police blockade has been torn in front of the door, pinned to either side, so the message instead reads, 'Police Li' on one side, 'ne, Do Not', on the other. The rest is completely missing.
With a soft rumble, Roxy pulls the bike up into the alleyway, finding a decent spot where she can roll in and cut the engine, which ends with a soft purr. "Well. Here we are.", she says, glancing over her shoulder at the doorway.
Bobbi spent the entire motorcycle ride gripping on to Roxy for dear life. Once they arrive, she hops off the bike looking pale as a ghost. The only color
left on her comes from her tattoos. She is carrying two plastic bags from a grocery store the stopped at along the way. For awhile, she has a thousand-yard stare, reliving the terrifying experience she just went through. At the same time, she made it through that experience, which means she's getting stronger. Maybe some day soon she'll be able to do something like that without powerful sedatives.
The xanax definitely is effecting Bobbi. Her actions are slowed down. Her speech ever so slightly slurred. "Ok ..." she says, looking around. "... wasn't
expecting you to go that fast. I guess it's /my/ turn to fuck with /your/ head." She reaches into her overalls pocket and pulls out her hand with a fist full of something. "Roxy, this is going to be a hell of a lot easier if you take one of these first ..." Bobbi opens her hand and there's an assortment of off-white powders in home-made gel cap pills. "I can probably figure out which is which if you really need me to, but I always prefer the grab bag approach."
