[ The guy mutters something mutinous, shoulders hunching up. Aww, poor thing, his pride has been wounded. But to his credit, he does make a token effort at crowd control, puffing himself back up importantly the moment any of the onlookers make like they're trying to leave. ]
[ As for Cali … ]
[ She stays right where she is, arms folded, as still as any statue. She tries not to watch him. Tries to ignore the butterflies, and the overwhelming surge of disorientation borne of worlds colliding. There's a body on the ground in the middle of her home city, he is there — he's a cop, he knows her — and Cali is … Well. She's there, too. ]
[ While Wash — Puma? — busies himself with following procedure, she forces herself to look out over the crowd, the crime scene, reviewing the facts. Three suspects that she can think of, cause of death is reasonably obvious (do people really think they can hide a poisoning behind blunt force trauma?), motive is — ahh, a little harder, but she doubts it would take much digging. Maybe they won't even need a high school detective for this one. ]
no subject
[ As for Cali … ]
[ She stays right where she is, arms folded, as still as any statue. She tries not to watch him. Tries to ignore the butterflies, and the overwhelming surge of disorientation borne of worlds colliding. There's a body on the ground in the middle of her home city, he is there — he's a cop, he knows her — and Cali is … Well. She's there, too. ]
[ While Wash — Puma? — busies himself with following procedure, she forces herself to look out over the crowd, the crime scene, reviewing the facts. Three suspects that she can think of, cause of death is reasonably obvious (do people really think they can hide a poisoning behind blunt force trauma?), motive is — ahh, a little harder, but she doubts it would take much digging. Maybe they won't even need a high school detective for this one. ]