Boys In Not-Blue And Related Fields [Closed-ish]

[standalonehuman]

WHO: Cops, CSI, Lawyers, Private Investigators, Judges, and Emil because he blackmailed his way in.
WHERE: Togusa's Apartment
WHEN: September 3
WHAT: Info-sharing, catching up new people, and coordination of what the hell the Recolle Police Department is going to do from here.
WARNINGS: Potential discussions of all the things that happened last month, so death, dismemberment, references to setting body parts on fire.

This meeting was originally going to happen on more neutral territory. Togusa was all set to steal one of the conference rooms at the station. But after one of their members has gone through another physical change, one she is quite self-conscious about? Togusa made the decision to move this somewhere more private and pull everyone over to his apartment. He has a multitude of reasons for doing this, primary of which is information. But it's also a way to connect everyone better, especially to Cleo and Naoto, to show them that they are a part of the force like all the others.

The apartment is spacious for only one person, enough room for everybody. Togusa has pulled out every chair he can get, and he's got stacks of drinks out for people. Please don't mind the white miniature schnauzer who will sniff at the ankles of anyone. He is very calm, but has a little bit of a limp on his front left paw. He will try to climb up into any lap that sits still.

Random items throughout the apartment may still have plastic googly eyes stuck to them, either because Togusa hasn't found them yet, or (like the bottle-opener) he left it that way because he thought it was funny.

They're here to discuss business, and Retrospec, but Togusa's home is still open for them to socialize, as well.

Comments

[truedetective]

[She shakes her head.] I don't know. It's possible that they were lost when we returned to this reality. I didn't take them, myself.

[blondferret]

[Derek's hands tighten around his notebook as he tries to keep himself calm and not lash out at Naoto. The maps and letter would have been really useful to examine.]

Did someone at least take a picture of these maps and letter?

[truedetective]

With what? We'd been underwater for a week. Would you have expected our phones to have any power left in them?

[blondferret]

[Derek holds up his hand defensively.]

Geeze, I was just asking! Something wrong with being thorough?

[truedetective]

[Naoto sighs.] No. My apologies. I, too, am frustrated that we weren't able to come away with hard evidence.

[blondferret]

Well, with all the crazy Retrospec does maybe the letter and maps will pop up again.

[truedetective]

Possible.

I don't think I could entirely reconstruct it from memory, but I might be able to do so partially?

[blondferret]

[Derek relaxes a bit. He was a bit concerned that he was going to piss off another person again tonight. He really didn't need that.]

Well how about this, you and all the people you were with who saw the maps and letters, try to recreate them to the best of your memory. You know what they day, more heads are better than one. Then later the rest of us who did not participate in your little adventures can get a look.

[truedetective]

It might be possible. I think I'm the only person here who was on that team, unfortunately.

[blondferret]

Ah, sorry, I didn't mean right now. I meant later. I wouldn't want to inconvenience you on the spot. I figured you could get together with your old teammates and create it together and bring it to the precinct at a later date. Sorry if I confused you.

[truedetective]

Hm. Well, it's possible. And it would be important information to have. I'll see what I can do.