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Raya laughed, "Nimble, isn't he? We should put him into Stealth Ops."

Shai chuckled as they reached the bottom of the steps, "That we could. But I feel like we need to keep and eye on him."

Raya nodded, "You'r probably right." They left the building, going back to the CSI people. Raya handed them the things they had found, "Check these out." The nodded and Raya headed towards her car, looking at Jared and Achak, "Let's go to that quaint little place on the East Wall. You know, that pizza joint?"

Raya and Shai walked into the pizza place. Raya slid into the booth across from Misha and smiled at the younger Officer, "Mind if I join you? I'm famished."

Shai huffed, "That's very rude, Raya."

Raya shrugged, "I never said I was polite." She waved a waiter over and ordered two large pizza loaded with everything. The young man nodded and went off to the kitchen. Raya turned to Misha, "How'v you been?"

Shai jumped into the booth beside her partner and rested her huge head on the table, "Hello, Gregory."

Raya heard the question in Misha's statement and smirked, "Hey, kid, if you want to know something, just ask." She ran a hand through her blonde hair, "Assassination of a fat, rich guy. Same sniper from the kill last month, and the one before that. Found a tuft of fur from what we presume to be her partner animal."

Shai's voice was amused, but not unkind, "Gregory, I believe we have had this discussion before. You are much too small for me." She sat up and placed her paw on the table, "But thank you for the compliment. You don't look half bad yourself." She had to admit that she liked the little monkey, and she found it quite flattering that he continued his pursuit of her affections.

"There's the boy" Mad Hatter the Raven, said the Nemesis, perched on her shoulder as he entered the bar. Nemesis was on her fourth shot of absinthe chasing it with a beer after a long morning of fixing people's parts. Cutting off their butchered, burned, cut, unrepairable limbs and replacing them with cybernetic replacements. She cut off her own left hand just to do this job, she still had her "working hand" on for the day. She had a cybernetic claw that was long, that could cut so nicely. "What boy?" She asked Mad Hatter. "The one whose hand you replaced.. The one with the burn"The Raven replied She looked over at him.. "Oh him" she said... "What about him? He's alive I notice.. yay me.." She tipped the shot backward and chugged the beer. "TENDER!" she said in a funny yet loud enough voice. "2 more shots of the green devil and another beer please!" She laid her money on the table, and lit up a cigarette.

Nemesis had already finished the new shot of Absinthe she ordered, and was now slowly sipping on her beer. She didn't want to get too drunk before preparing for tonight's work. "There's a few cops here you know" Mad Hatter said to her cautiously.

"So what?" Nemesis muttered under her breath. "That killer did society a favor." The night after it happened Nemesis went to the crime scene herself to do a little personal investigation on the victim. He was corrupt, he had a wife, of which he cheated on with multiple prostitutes. She found this evidence by finding a pair of panties under his bed that didn't look like the kind of panties his wife would wear, and the fact that his wife was on a business trip didn't make him look any better either. Also during her usual night runs she would see him walking the allies where the prostitutes lurked. Her first impression of him what that he was a pimp of some kind, but it was worse than that.

This man was actually trying to mask himself "as a good member of society." however the way he was murdered... A sniper riffle... She wasn't the killer. When Nemesis would kill, she would try to not even leave the body behind, and just have the person be "missing" until the body would be found so unrecognizable tests would have to be done to find the identify of the victim.

Different kinds of murders were happening around the town, and she didn't have the time to do research on all of the victims. How this victim was killed she was guessing was by either someone like her, or someone that was completely mad. If it was the ladder the killer would be a nice challenge for Nemesis to hunt, but that wasn't what she was concerned about completely.

"Rough day?" Said the bartender.. "You're loading yourself up pretty good Necro" The tender always would call her a short version of her last name, because of the fact that by the time the bartender would address her she was usually drunk she didn't mind. Usually she would be offended.

"Ah it was okay, the end of the week's work it what I'm worried about. I gotta go to the book store to do this surgery," she said. "It's a Seventy- five percent chance I might lose this one..it's an old one" she said with a sigh.. I have to do a lot of research.

"Damn," said the bartender. "Good luck with that, I hope it goes well, but you're so good at what you do, my daughter's knee has never worked better thanks to you Necro."

"Thanks," said Nemesis with her mind still on the murders, and the murderer.

"Do you think you'll ever have to start going after the law?" whispered Mad Hatter.

"Only if they try to bring me down, in a situation where it's me or them, or if I find some bad dirt," Nemesis whispered back. "They try their best, they just go by lines, where as of me lines don't exist."

((Are the bar and the pizza place the same? I lost track hehe...))

((Alright thats what I thought, thanks. Now to wait for my moment to strike-- I mean intervene ninja ))