West sat in front of the old-fashioned monitor and keyboard on his desk. The screen glowed green with the infoscrib he’d pulled up about his latest case. To his right, the ventilation fan spun with low thrum, blowing warm air across the back of his…
A Roleplay Transcript by Talia Salvatori and Iskrin West Talia Salvatori's nails clack against the screen of the device as she sends a text to West. "Let me know when you have time to meet up. I have something for you." Iskrin West pulls his…
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West steps into the small police office and up to the desk. "Howdy." Detective Spiritor glances up and arches a brow briefly. "Hello." West tilts his head down, looking over his glasses slightly and then taps his badge. "West," he says. "Licensed retrieval officer looking…