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Detective Perils (for Dingo)

Wolfy

Wolfy

Supernova
Joined
Nov 7, 2010
Natasha (my char) is a spunky tomboyish detective, very headstrong and energetic hot on the trail of the thugs behind a recent burglary spree. Certain of your guilt she's kept your home underwatch for sometime, but never seeing anything that would earn her a warrant for further investigation. Frustrated she parks her car on the side of the road a little ways up from your house and knocks on your door, asking for help with the car. You invite her in from the cold while you head to look at the car, and while your gone she starts snooping around, and you guessed it, you catch her in the act.

What happens from then on would be depending on what you liked. Capture her and go into the purse to find a badge? Interrogation? Bondage? Domination?

No bloodsports/feces please :3 But as for domination and bondage? Or cat and mouse games? Powerplays? All up for it.
 
Natasha had staked out the home for over a week. The suspect in question had been in and out of the courts years ago, but they never could get anything to stick on him. The young Detective herself put a lot of the case against him together -- each time however the slippery eel had managed to escape justice and made a mockery of her abilities. She was determined to see him brought to justice.

She was glade for the stake out, it was the first time she'd actually seen him, not just a file from a client with photo's attached, or his police record. After a long stint of watching a lot of nothing, she, sighed, frustrated.

I'm sure that I can find some damning evidence against that thief.... but they wont issue me a warrant She drummed her nails against the wheel, a slow smile spreading across her face as a plan formed. Quickly she pulled away, went back to the station to clock out for the night and rushed back to her apartment to change and prepare.

-- An hour later she was back at the suspects street, and pulled her car to the side of the road. Checking her long ginger girls in her compact and her make up, she smiled into the reflection. Satisfied she stepped out into the streets, her black heels clicking on the concrete. She couldn't believe she'd slumped to this get up to get this guy. She hated dressing all girly and whatnot. And here she was in a short black skirt, matching pumps and a feminine red blouse. She reached back in to get a small purse, that contained her badge, makeup and handcuff -- Just in-case she found proof enough to hold him until backup could get here. She frowned a little, un-nerved. The rest of the office didn't know she was here. It was a major risk -- but she couldn't stand the laughter if this failed and they knew she'd stopped to this act to catch a thief. She humphed, and sighed, before starting to walk towards the house.
 
Alex Nohman, a young buisness man in one buisness that would never die out. Most people hear of detective consultants, well he was a criminal consultant; helping people commit crimes they could get away with scott clean. He did find himself on the wrong end of the law alot but thanks to either lack of evidence or an ace up the sleeve, he was never prosecuted and found guilty. His home was quiet modest and so was the items inside it and if a cop decided to look into his finances, they would see he was playing the stock game with a legit company and was doing well with the company; even though he made the company and the accounts were in Holand, Switzerland, and the Camine Islands. He was praticly living off the interest. Now, he found himself in a spot of trouble. For the past week, he found out he was being followed and to top it off, it was a cop. He knew he could slip away from them easily but he decided to play it cool and see what angle they were playing on this time around; learn from their mistakes. He was in his home when he saw the cop leave and was able to get pizza dilevired to him when the cop left. However, as he sat eating and watching TV, he heard a car pull up and a woman get out. He pulled out a PDA and ran the plates of the vehicle. It belonged to a cop and he figured out what was going on. "Time for a little bait and trap," he chuckled as he placed his OT-S Revolver in its holster, which he had a legit permit to have and carry concealed on him, slipped on the black suit jacket which matched the rest of his black buisness suit, ruffed up his short hair a bit and got his eyes dulled down to make him look like an average joe that was tired. "Let the games begen," he thought to himself as he had the PDA run a check up on the cop while it was put away in his coat pocket.
 
Natasha took a deep breath at the stoop , before knocking on the door. "H-hello? Hello? Is anyone home?" she knocked harder on the door, stretching up further in the heels to see in the door windows. "I hate to be a bother, but is anyone around?" she was quite after this, biting her lip as she listened to the silence in the house. It didnt sound like anyone was actually home. Could he have slipped out? The brash red-head reached her hand out to check the knob. It was unlocked! She eased it open and stepped inside, shutting it behind her. "Hello?" she called, trying to sound worried. "Is anyone home?" she called again.
 
Alex smiled as he saw the cop come in, already she had broken a law and now he could do as he pleased pretty much. But he wanted to see where she would go and if he could come up with a whitty line to use, like in the movies he watched. He was in the kitchen, the PDA pulled out and showing him the cop was off duty. "Well well well," he thought as he moved quietly from one area to the next, "looks like she has been onto me for a long while." He fixed up his hair to make it seam more presentable but he knew soon enough it would get messed up. He didn't want to pull the gun on the girl, instead, with a little button, the cameras in his home recorded two tapes and made sure that the recording of her coming into his house was clear. "Lets see what you do next," he stated as he pressed another button, silently locking the exit doors and then pressed another to turn on a hall light, giving the impresson someone was home. he then set the timer for the light to turn off and set it up for his computer to start running a program. It was a picture of a yellow smilling ball, eyes closed and red cheeks at the coners of the teeth grinning picture. Below it said BUSTED COPPA! but he set it up so that if she tried to log onto his computer, then it would come up. He could see her in the camera's eye and would follow her to where the trap lied.
 
"Hello?" the ginger maiden called again, steeping carefully towards the light. Silence. She walked towards the room and entered it. It looked like a study. Carefully she walked over to the desk, opening the drawers and shuffling papers around, looking for anything interesting. "Nothing." she whispered softly, scanning every paper for something incriminating. She noticed the computer was humming and switched on the monitor. As it warmed up a log in screen greeted her eyes, she looked at the guest account. It wasn't likely that she could access anything useful from it, but who knew? She clicked the log in screen.

The ball flashed upon the screen smiling at her, causing her to stumble back a bit as she read the words. Adrenalin pumping she quickly backed away and moved out of the office, adrenalin pumping in her veins. She had to get out. Now.
 
Alex cracked a smile as he saw his trap become set and sprung. The door to the study closed behind the woman and the light in the hallway went out. Alex could easily navigate in darkness, especially since he knew his home outside in, but the cop was another story. He pressed another button, and the windows locked and then become blocked by a solid sheet of tin. The only light in the house now was the small lights of electronics. Another press of a button and the TV came on showing a night vision view of the woman as she walked through the home. He set up a proximity detector this time so if she got close to the TV, the ball from earlier would show up with the same message. The cameras refocused and this time showed images that was almost as if it was High Definition in broad daylight. the thought still came across to end the game, pull out the gun, and kill the detective; she broke into his house so he could do it and get away scott clean with it and the law would have to back him up on it. he chuckled to himself as he took a place to come out of the darkness but not in range of the cameras to see him, not wanting to ruin the game yet. "Oh this is going to be so much fun," he thought.
 
"Shitshitshitshit." she wailed, tripping over furniture and other things in the room as she stumbled around in the darkness. The sound of shutters slamming down against the windows sent her heart racing. As she continued to fumble around the tv in the room lit up, showing the same stupid ball. She squinted in the light, fumbling to get out her cell, and call the office.
 
"Oh know you don't," he thought as he pressed another button on the PDA and sent a general EMP that blocked and killed cellphones. Reason why he used a PDA in the first place. He pressed a button and a small dim light came on over head, all it really did was cast a darker shadow over the area around her but she chould see a few feet in a circular diamert. He then pressed another button and a camera came to life, replacing the ball image with a live feed of the woman, almost mirror like except the camera was high def so it came in really crisp. Then, the feed went to the size of a small box on the screen and the rest was covered with a full file of who the woman was, showing that Alex knew who she was, even things that were suppose to have remained sealed in her teen years. At the bottom of the screen was a law statue in full, and the short hand of it meant she broke in to someones house, now she was under his house rules. The ball came back up in an opposite corner with the same saying underneath it. He wanted to make a calling card but knew if he used it, cops could link him to it and well, buisness would dry up for him. "Lets see what you do under threat of past truths coming out," Alex thought as he watched just feet away but using the darkness to hide him completely, and the cameras couldn't see him because the light was positioned to blue up when the source of the light came into view but the woman could still be seen quite clearly.
 
Natasha's body started shaking. "Who exactly are you?!" she demanded to the shadows."What do you want?!" she growled, her detective training flaring inside of her. "Let me out of here right now!"

Slowly she rose to her feet again, trying to figure out what kind of room she was it. She looked around slowly, taking in as much as she could of her prison. Her mind raced along with her heart, trying to figure out his game. He wanted something. Obviously, otherwise he'd have just killed her and been done with it.
 
Alex pressed a button and pulled up the case file she had on the screen. "What, think I don't know when I smell a pig on me," Alex stated as he stepped far enough in the light to give himself an outline. "As for what I want, well, that is for me to know. I tell you and you know which trees to bark up and that is bad for buisness." He pulled open his coat jacket to show the revolver. "You entered a house illegally detective. So, by law, I have the right to treat you like a dog for coming in here. Now, what I want to know is what made you think this man had something to do with your case," Alex stated as he clicked a button and showed a picture of himself leaving a court room after being declared not quilty. "Oh, and don't think of escapeing. You leave before I like you too, and I make sure you lose your job for this little act. He pressed a button and left the light. He made a call to have the detective's car sent to impound so noone asked questions about a car infront.
 
The young detective gulped, suddenly feeling very vulnerable in her 'bait' outfit. She tugged a bit a the miniskirt and tried to cover more of her legs. "You cant keep me here for long." she said defiantly, trying to summon up her courage, and trying to side step his question. "I have people waiting for me, they'll notice if I dont show up soon." she bluffed, folding her arms over her chest.
 
Alex clicked a button and pulled up a time card on screen along with notes on file. "Go ahead with the lies, just make things longer for you." He stood next to the television, keeping his face in the dark. "But remember, the more lies, eventually you will have to tell the truth. Now, why are you after this guy?"
 
"He's a crock!" Natasha fumed, angrily. "Now you can either let me go or sink with him when he's taken down." she growled. She tried her cell phone again, frustrated. Fear started to slowly set in.
 
"Understandable a cop going after a crook, but you have been dogging him since day one, without proper police procedure," Alex chuckled a bit at this as he saw her trying to use the cellphone. "But it truly does not explain the why. And here is something to consider, how long after I let you go will you be a cop when I send the tape to your cheif, huh? As for going down," Alex just shook his head, "you better get a better lead or else this will get tossed out the window, you desgrassed just like your father is, and having to figure out what went wrong while this man is told he is not guilty and double jeoprady keeps him safe." Alex knew he was stretching his hands a bit but he wanted to make the detective squirm under him, that even came as a thought to enjoy her since she did break into his home wearing that outfit. "And what were you expecting to catch in that getup, detective?"
 
Natasha's face flushed red, her plan had been to flirt her way out of his house if she was caught. She hadn't expected to be ID's as a cop.
"Double Jeopardy only accounts to the original crime committed." she said softly, "How about you letting me go and not telling the dirtbag I was ever here?" she asked, running a hand down her front, "I could make it worth your while." she said softly, ready to make a run for it the moment it came.
 
Alex chuckled at the proposal that the cop had. "He may be a dirt bag, but so far, a dirt bag has put the police to shame. And as for double jeopardy, if he is not guilty of any part n the first crime, adding on additional crimes to it would be difficult to charge him, seeing as the original crime cannot be used as a stand to charge him, let alone be brought up in the court of law." He walked around the detective, staying in the shadows, and having the tape loop record him standing at the tv. He leaned in behind the detective, a little gizmo at the ready, and whispered, "how could you mkae it worth my wild. I have money, power, and if I wanted, women for a right price. What could you offer I couldn't have normally?" He already knew what he couldn't have which was a woman who was in a power play because everyone else was submissive at the start, not put into their place as he thought.
 
The little detective let out a small giggle, her plan working. She ran her hand down the front of his shirt, leaning in closer. "I'm sure I could slip into something a little more comfortable to wear and give you the night of your life." She gave him a sly grin, his eyes practically dancing with excitement. "I just need to change, I'm not that comfortable in a girly girl get up, and you want me to be comfortable for you right?" It was true, she wouldn't be caught dead in a get up like she was currently in. Makeup, hoop earrings, low cut top. short skirt and heels? She was far out of her comfort zone like this -- but she did what she had to when undercover. But once she was back on the street? She wouldn't be caught back in this place again.
 
"If I let you go, it would be under my watch," Alex stated as he walked back into the shadow. "Since you seam to like to make deals, I have a deal for you. Entertain the dirt bag for a night and I can garuntee you that you will find evidence you are looking for. You see, you may not have info on him but I have a file of all of his case load," Alex leaned back towards the detective, but careful not to show his face to reveal he was the dirt bag in question. "Wouldn't it be nice, you brought down one of the biggest pains in the side, and all it would cost you is one night of wild lust. Hell, I'll throw in the only evidence of tonight in as well and say I never saw you. So, sleep with him, you pratticly have him in cuffs in the morning. But only if you sleep with him, deal?"
 
Natasha's eyes narrowed. "I- I am not sleeping with him." she spat. "And how would I know anyway that he wouldn't already know who I was?" She folded her arms across her chest. Still. She would be seducing and bringing down a huge thorn in the stations side. She didn't have to tell anyone how she did it, and no one was going to believe a crooks word over hers. It was a huge temptation. Possibly even a promotion if he was brought down. She bit her lip, worrying.
 
Alex walked around in the shadow. "You have no garuntee he won't know its you, he does what I do when we meet someone new. He's at the top of his league, with the exception of me, for data collecting. Unless I tell him you are someone else and I cover your tracks for yah." Alex shook his head, he was loving this game by the minute and the tape would help out in leverage. "Like I said, I want him cut down and I need someone to bring him down. For us, its a win win, for him, well, he may end up singing opera in federal lock up if you understand what I am saying." He walked back to the front, not exposing who he was, and stated, "don't forget, I am the one with the tape. Don't take the deal, and by the time you get to the impound lot for your car, you will be out of the job. Domna?" The last part was chinese which translated to, 'do you understand clearly?' "So, you can have a quick moment of thought but in the next few minutes, do you walk out of here with a promotion, or with you looking for a new job and being disgraced from all forms of law enforcment. And last I checked, I am pretty persuasive when it comes to law enforcment and their jobs." Tick tock, was all that went through Alex's head when he finished. He wouldn't give her long, knowing that she was the type to cave in on certain things if to much pressure was placed. "Tick tock detective. Your minute of thought starts now."
 
"hmm..." Natasha frowned, folding her arms over her chest and biting her lip in thought, the possibilities racing in her mind. Possible promotion or definite job lose. Not to mention her entire career. But something so... sleazy....

Her co workers voices played around her head. They all thought she was just a pretty face. That she didn't earn her job like the rest of them. She scowled at the thought. She was a damn good detective. A promotion would convince those sexist asses.

No one would know. And it would protect her job, and get a sleeze off the streets and into lockup. How many people would this be helping? And how much would this help her job goals?

"A-all right.." she said slowly, gulping.
 
Alex chuckled when he heard her agree to it. "Good." He pressed a button and a tape, of corse a copy of the original, popped out of the TV. He picked it up and waved it infront of her. "Heres the tape. Now, I don't know how you want to get yourself dressed up but by nine this evening, he should be home from his latest job. I advise you leave the place then come back around the time he comes around, which is in a bout," Alex looked at his watch, "an hour and a half. I'll have impound bring your car back so you can change into an outfit you want to wear." Alex was chuckling like a mad dog. "I'll take care of your cover just make sure you are ready for tonight, and don't forget, if he dosen't like something, well, I can't be held resposible if he decides to make you disappear. Domna?" Alex pressed a few buttons and the car would be back soon enough and he disappeared into the darkness with the tape. "Remember detective, one night with him, one scum bag off the streets. WIn win."
 
Natasha fumed, running her hands in her hair. "I cant belive this." she muttered, turning to leave and head back to her car, her face as red as her hair. She sped home, kicking her bed when she got in. "GAAAH!" she let out an aggravated scream as she threw the purse down onto the bed angry. She rummaged around her outfits for this assignment trying to figure out what to seduce her victim with.
 
Alex watched the detective leave and when he assumed she was a good mile away, he broke out laughing. He never felt so good at his job before that it made him wonder if he should consider going after bigger fish to try against. He did admit not all of them would be the same way but this did give him some courage and pride in his job. He fixed up his hair, put the tape in a brown envelope with a wax seal on it to show it hadn't been opened and waited for the woman to come back. He went to his basement and what seemed normal was a ruse of corse. He walked over to the fridge and opened it, showing a few cans of beer and some frozen meals. However, he pressed a button in the back and a back part of the fridge opened up, showing a multi colored background, each color a vial of some diffrent potion. He grabbed a green one and shook it a bit, glad to see it still unsolidified. He placed the vial in his pocket as he closed the fridge up tight and then went back up stairs. He felt giddy a bit but also, well, he wasn't sure how to explain the other feeling he had. Almost like a mad power rush of some sort or something. Now, as he finished his meal, he waited for the prey to come back to the web.
 
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