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Thread: New Job and life(Me & solitaryman)

Rossi walked with Eva along the busy sidewalk towards the office. He weaved his way through the people coming the opposite direction from them. He sipped on his coffee from time to time. Yeah, the backhoe idea could be a longshot, as you said we'll have to have a look at the new files. He continued to walk and then stopped at an intersection to wait for the walk light to come on. Hope you like the coffee and don't worry about the freebees. I want to get to know who I work with, its important in this business. That is where the bureau chief and I had problems in the past. And frankly, they can take that rule and shove it. This new school crap is for the birds. The light changed and Rossi stepped out into the intersection and then continued towards the Federal Building. He glanced over at Eva, Turillos is a real nice restaurant over on Franklin. I've gone there a lot and had meetings there with publishers. Real nice steak and seafood menu. He reached the Federal building and walked in the main lobby through the circular door. Once back upstairs, he walked into the BAU section, and smiled as he saw the rest of the section had reported. I'm baaaaaaaack, he announced, and then went into his office and sat his coffee cup down on the desk, then proceeded to take off his overcoat and hang it on the pole hangar in his office.
Thread: New Job and life(Me & solitaryman)

By now it was so busy they had to make their way through the crowd and not loose each other, this wasn't particularly easy. Though the columbian blend wasn't as good as the other one, it was still much better than anything at the bureau. Eva chuckled about the rule thing. Of course there was knowing each other and screwing each other's brains out, two very different things. The walk was uneventful on itself. Just a walk with a nice conversation. Franklin? He meets his publishers there, great. No wonder she hadn't heard about it, it was way out of her budget line. She still had two years to go until her student lones were payed off. A scholarship alone couldn't cut it and she was the kind who focussed on her studies, only taking jobs during holidays, but then full time of course. But it still left some open, but it was only two years and it wasn't as if she'd need a big home with a job like this, she'd hardly ever be there anyway. It was why there was no real fruit in the fruitbowl and the plants were either ones that could go without water for quite sometime or fake. Sounds good. Eva said. They were back again and of course while Rossi went to the office the others in the bullpen overloaded her with questions. Her stuff was already there and since Morgan was now team leader since Haily had gotten Hotch to transfer Reid and Emily would be her company down here. They were curious about her, but mostly Rossi it seemed considering his reputation.
Thread: New Job and life(Me & solitaryman)

Rossi went back into his office and made a couple of phone calls. He then came out of his office and into the bullpen, Announcement, announcement, time for the morning pow wow, conference room please. He walked into the BAU conference room and sat down at the head of the table. His coffee cup on the table as well as a legal pad to take notes. Once the rest of the BAU section came into the conference room, and sat down, Rossi made sure the door was closed and then came back to the table, sat down and looked around the table. Before we get much further into this briefing, I would like to welcome aboard SA Eva Jarvinson. Make sure you make her feel at home, if you haven't already. I'll let Agent Jarvinson fill us in a little bit about herself and background, as she so desires. Agent Jarvinson, you have the floor. Afterwards, Rossi looked around the table, Time now for Morgan to fill us in on the ongoing cases. The Undertaker has risen his head again, and the reason I was brought back. I know it wasn't for my good looks and charm. He smirked and cleared this throat, Morgan, bring us all up to date on what is going on. After Morgan's briefing, Rossi looked around the table, I'm not sure what we have here, is it the Undertaker himself after this hiatus in a reduced role because of health issues, a teacher instructing the next generation, now becoming the brains and the younger subject doing the work, or is it a copycat? We need to figure this out before things get dicey like they did before he went to ground. He took a sip of his coffee from his Chicago Cubs mug, Alright, let's get to it and be careful out there. He got up and carried his coffee mug on his right hand, by the handle, and his legal pad in his left hand, as he left the conference room, and headed back to his office. He glanced back at Eva, Jarvinson, my office, and then walked into his office, put the coffee mug and legal pad on his desk and sat down in his desk chair.
Thread: New Job and life(Me & solitaryman)

Eva was rather relieved when he called them to the conference room, no more questions. She took a random seat and was hoping to get the attention off of her for the time being. However there was no such luck. She felt a bit nervous when he put the attention on her. Not much to know really. Born and raised in New York, average family. I went to the academy after college and now I'm here. She said, this was the summary and that was all she'd tell them, she thought of herself as an average woman with maybe more guts than most considering the job she held and had worked towards for some time. She was glad when they focussed on the case at hand. Well there were a few details that this guy had done right that hadn't been made public so whoever this was at least had had contact with the real undertaker at some point. But that was all the new information they had really. She was surprised when Rossi called her to his office and just followed. She closed the door behind her and looked at him. What's wrong? She asked him, she doubted he'd called her in here for a social call.
Thread: New Job and life(Me & solitaryman)

He watched as Eva entered the office, Shut the door, and then took a sip of his coffee. Damn good stuff, definitely an upgrade from the office coffee pot, he smirked. Then he rubbed his chin with his right hand, Hmmm, wonder which of these people out here could be designated to make coffee? He then got out of that zone of thinking, and looked back at Eva. Nothing's wrong, figured you might need this to help bring you up to speed on things, he then produced a large manila folder that was titled UNDERTAKER. He slid it across the desk. This was the work I did on the weasel before he went to ground. May help to start crosschecking any information we get to see how close this hybrid is to the original. Meanwhile, his latest escapade was at Union Cemetery, guess we should take a look about. He got up and started to put his jacket on, What time tonight at Turillo's say 7 or 8?
Thread: New Job and life(Me & solitaryman)

I don't think it's the people, it's the ingredients. It can't be that hard to operate the office coffee machine. Eva replied and sat down. We'll take a look once we get there of course and I'll try to get through this bookwork before then. She said, it was quite the amount to read. She was glad she'd invested in a speed reading course in college, though she couldn't quite catch up to Reid. Assuming we make it back I'd say eight, but to be honest I think this case is going to take a while. She replied. Of course there would be restaurants in the city where they were going. Let's get going it's wheels up in fifteen. She said and took the folder for now. She grabbed her go back from her car and headed to airstrip and got onto the plane.
Thread: New Job and life(Me & solitaryman)

Mera1506 said I don't think it's the people, it's the ingredients. It can't be that hard to operate the office coffee machine. Eva replied and sat down. We'll take a look once we get there of course and I'll try to get through this bookwork before then. She said, it was quite the anount to read. She was glad she'd invested in a speed reading course in college, though she couldn't quite catch up to Reid. Assuming we make it back I'd say eight, but to be honest I think this case is going to take a while. She replied. Of course there would be restaurants in the city where they were going. Let's get going it's wheels up in fifteen. she said and took the folder for now. She grabbed her go back from her car and headed to airstrip and got onto the plane. Click to expand... Rossi nodded, and went into the closet of his office. He pulled out his old P-15 ready bag, worn but still quite sturdy and useful from his days in the Marine Corps. He always had it packed and ready for times like this. He grabbed his laptop bag, and followed Eva out of his office. Rossi had instructed Morgan to contact the local FBI office where they were heading, to arrange transportation and updates on the crime. At the airport, he was greeted by Special Agent Steven Rhodes, and handed a file that was current as of their arrival. Rhodes informed that the CSI team was still at the scene. Rossi got out his reading glasses and perused the file as they were being driven to the crime scene. He saw the sign for Union Cemetery and the deluge of police cars and FBI unmarked cars still at the scene.
Thread: New Job and life(Me & solitaryman)

During the planeride Eva read the file and handed it back to Rossi. Once there they'd be heading tot he local FBI office. Whoever is doing this is spot on. She said. It seemed to look more and more that the original undertaker at least had a part in this. Eva sat in the back listening and thinking mostly, they were missing something or that it felt like, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. The ride was short and she got out. She hated cemetaries, but didn't show it. They were still busy as they got there JJ and Reid were at the station to bring the local feds up to speed and make a possible geographic profile. The digsite looked just like a grave, but the marks betrayed it had been dug by hand, the partner theory was becoming more and more plausible.
Thread: New Job and life(Me & solitaryman)

Rossi got out of the left rear passenger side of the unmarked FBI vehicle. He already had his badge wallet in the chest pocket of his suit coat, the FBI badge clearly showing. He looked about as he put on a pair of plastic gloves used during investigations. He talked to Special Agent Newman, the on scene team leader. Find anything? Newman shook his head, It's like the place was wiped clean. The only thing we found was the shovel that was used to dig the grave, and we sent it to the lab. Rossi nodded as he looked about the area, cordoned off in yellow crime scene ribbon. He walked over to Eva, I like his ponytail, he nodded towards Newman as he worked with some of the other crime scene people. Looks like we got a pro on our hands, only thing they found so far was the shovel, and sent it to the lab. So far the place is quite clean.
Thread: New Job and life(Me & solitaryman)

Eva had to show her badge, she took it from her pants pocket, it was in her wallet. Then it was putting on the crime scene gloves. It's not bad I guess. She said, she couldn't care less about the ponytail, obviously the man liked having hair and keep it out of his face. That's the same as the original, he's trained his understudy well. Or maybe the new one already had knowledge on crime scene investigation and I don't mean the tv-series. She told him. She doubted they'd find anything on the shovel other than earth and possibly DNA from the victim.
Thread: New Job and life(Me & solitaryman)

Rossi walked about the crime scene a bit longer, then looked at Eva, I've seen enough, let's head to the station. He got back into the car, and the driver left the crime scene. Rossi was deep in thought during the trip, the driver weaving in and out of traffic, as he headed to the FBI office in the Federal Building downtown. At the FBI office, Rossi sat down in Rhodes' office and put on his reading glasses, as he went over the file. Steve, looks like we got the original back in business, or one hell of a trained understudy, still not sure yet. Need a copy of the lab results as soon as you get them. Also copies of any statements or interviews conducted by the first arrivals and subsequent investigators. Meanwhile, looks like BAU has some heavy backtracking ahead. He glanced over at Eva, Anything you need to add or request before we bolt out of here?
Thread: New Job and life(Me & solitaryman)

Eva was also thinking. Since they had no clue who the original was tracking the understudy would be hard. Normally an understudy would slip up at some point, the fact that he didn't suggested he probably wasn't new at forensic counter measures and maybe not even to death. Rossi seemed to cover anything case related. How's the coffee here? She asked. Lousy, though there's a restaurant around the corner that sells pretty good coffee. Rhodes said and grinned. Eva's phone rang and she picked up and she recognised Garcia's number. though she hadn't yet personally spoken Hotch had given it to her and she had listed it under Garcia's name. Hi there Garcia She said. Hi Eva, nice to finally talk to you. We should get together sometime I like to know the whole team. But first things first. The shovel was a cheap one you can buy in many stores in the area. I've also looked into long lasting recoveries from injuries and jailtime from the day the undertaker stopped to two days ago when the victim was taken and I have a list of candadites, though it's pretty long, it's on your phones. Garcia out. She said. Bye. Eva said and hung up. Well the shovel is a dead end and Garcia sent us a list of people who were either incarcerated during the dorment period of the undertaker or recouperating from serious injury. She told him.
Thread: New Job and life(Me & solitaryman)

Rossi nodded, Well let's hit the coffee shop, and we can take a look at the list, he stood up and shook hands with Rhodes, Keep us updated, then nodded to Eva and walked out of Rhodes' office. He glanced over at Eva, Shovel's definitely a needled in the haystack, but worth checking out. He walked out of the Federal Building as he talked, and headed for the coffee shop around the corner from the building. The traffic on the sidewalk normal for that time of day. People on the move to offices, appointments or shopping downtown. He treated for coffee, getting himself the breakfast blend and a creme filled donut. He sat down at an empty table, and took out his cellphone. He found Garcia's list and then started to peruse it while he munched on his donut and sipped on his coffee. He looked over at Eva, A lot of digging to do, and a lot of interviews to either redo or revisit. This sudden ability to clean up a crime scene concerns me a bit, the old Undertaker was like he wanted to leave you a clue hear and there, kinda like cat and mouse. Now it seem as if it's like, 'in your face I'm better than you are. He sighed and continue to peruse the list as he sipped on his coffee.
Thread: New Job and life(Me & solitaryman)

Sounds like a plan. Eva said and walked with him. This was going to be a looooooooooooong day. It is, but we should narrow the list further down first. She said. The coffee shop was easy to find. Eva decided to go for a latte machiato this time around and sat down at the table with him. She looked through the list. Let's start with trying to find out how many of them were near where the murders were commited around the right time, that should bring down the number. She said and pulled her tablet out. She began to look through the system, Garcia was good, but only one person.
Thread: A Jewel to the Crown (Raivh and Lilytania)

Yah! he bellowed, whipping his stallions flank as he gave a harsh flick of the reins, sending the beast hurtling forward in a massive stride. The horses sleek black fur, dampened by sweat, glistened against the hot sunlight overhead. All around them rode powerful men, covered from head to toe in thick chainmail and armed with swords and bows, some with nothing at all, but it was these men who had taken the most lives today and who held their heads the highest. Magicians, sorcerers the best in the land, and kin to the young prince, for his grandfather was a mage. Hooved feet clattered over stone as they neared the castle in all of its medieval glory, riding right up to the front gate and letting out shouts to be let in. Their duty in battle was complete for the time being, and now it was time for rest. Swinging his legs over his mounts back, the prince landed solidly on his feet while the horse stomped away, snorting and flaring its nostrils, its alert ears swiveling back and forth. Well done, Geoffrey! You were splendid in battle, nephew! his uncles voice boomed. The last words the young knight wanted to hear were how well his fathers brother thought he fought Geoffrey was well aware of his prowess with both swords and spells. As the older man hopped down from his steed, Geoffrey stalked on, a cape with his fathers crest flapping behind him. Word had reached him that should he return safely, the king had a gift for his son, a wife. Geoffrey wanted nothing to do with a woman they were useless creatures, worse than dogs. Father! Geoffrey shouted, his deep voice echoing off the walls of the dining room. A large stone table stretched around the area, and already soldiers and honorary guests of the king were seated around it. I will take no wife! Geoffrey approached on swift feet, his expression collected all except for his furrowed brow, revealing the princes distaste and defiance. The king, sitting with his most trusted men, stared at his son with a composed countenance. When the prince halted before him and dropped to a knee, head bowed, the king then rose. He lifted his hands in the air and glanced around the room, scanning the curious eyes of the gathered guests. My son speaks in such a manner only because he knows not what beauty his bride possesses! A low, rumbling chuckle ran through the hall, and the prince gritted his teeth. Rise my son. If you will not have her for your wife, at least have her serve you. You may change your mind. She is as beautiful as the finest jewels. Bring her out! Father, the prince ground out through clenched teeth, rising to his feet.
Thread: A Jewel to the Crown (Raivh and Lilytania)

The elven princess slayed one knight to have another come at her with a spell. She kept countering the spells with her own magic, but she was still young in her kingdom's terms she had yet to learn all of the spells that would prove effective in battle. Princess Isabella had been attacked in her own castle by spies. She was trying to keep them from getting to her father, trying to keep them from letting more soldiers from the enemy kingdom inside her castle walls. She wouldn't let them. She was a valiant fighter, even for a princess. The standards for an elven princess were different than for a human princess. Isabella cried out as her shoulder was slashed by a sword. In her distraction, she was hit by a spell that knocked her to her feet. The young woman was soon taken down, her hands tied. She kicked and struggled, but the men just laughed and hauled her up, dragging her right out of her own castle doors. The battle was not supposed to be here. It was supposed to be along the boundary between the two kingdom. An attack on the castle was entirely unexpected from what the war had been like recently. She was put up on a horse and taken all the way to the boundary. Another knight took her, and rode her at breakneck speed to the enemy palace. She wasn't stupid enough to try jumping off of the horse. She had not realized how close the palace was. Her emerald eyes stared up at it as they rode closer. Once inside, she was grabbed and taken down to a cell. She wasn't told anything, and if she asked questions, she was laughed at. She huffed and slumped against the wall, her hands still tied, as she tried to plot a way out of this place. Several hours later, a guard came down and grabbed her. The princess struggled and screamed, thinking she was being taken out to her execution. A swift slap calmed her down, but she still jerked against the guard's grip on her arm. Her fiery red hair fell in her face, and she growled as she was taken upstairs. She could soon hear voices, and a pair of grand doors stood before her. The guard pushed through, into the throne room. She growled, spotting the prince of the kingdom. Her face would show her anger. He had killed her people. He had worked at taking down her kingdom. The young princess struggled violently, trying to escape. She had heard the king's words. She wouldn't be given to this man. She wouldn't be a gift. She held herself at high value. The elven women were more valuable in their societies than human women were in theirs. She wouldn't serve him.
Thread: A Jewel to the Crown (Raivh and Lilytania)

His eyes stayed the princesss bitter glower, reading into her anger with a grand bit of ease. She was livid, the evidence written over her slender face. Her fiery tresses attracted the princes gaze second, before his father spoke. To him! Bring her to him! Geoffreys eyes darted to a guard looming behind the young woman, and he watched as she was shoved forward yet again, into him. He caught her with a grunt, hands impulsively going to her hips. His fingers dug in, kneading soft flesh. Unconscious of his actions at first, his grip firmed on her, and he shoved her back at the guard, watching as the burly man snatched her wrist so she couldnt flee. I said I do not want her! What is there to misinterpret, father? Leering at his king, he glanced to the girl, aware that she desired him no more than he desired her. It was a mutual feeling between them, despite being enemies. What good would an unwilling wife do me anyway? She would be likely to slit my throat while I sleep! The prince flared his nostrils, scowling at his father when the king waved his hand for the guard to take the princess away. Lock her in my sons chamber. Keep an eye on her and see that she doesnt escape, the king commanded, scratching beard and turning his attention back to the prince once the woman had been carted off. If you strike fear into that maidens heart, my boy, you will not have to bother your mind with such thoughts. If a wife is not what you want of her, very well. But she is your gift, and now your responsibility. Geoffreys lips twitched up into a snarl, and he growled, She is my damnation! Storming from the suddenly and eerily silent room, he made headway for the guard that had taken off with the princess. When he found them, he slipped a strong hand around her elbow and wrenched her away from the guard, who placed a hand on the hilt of his sword. Stand down! The man jerked to attention, doing as commanded, and the prince strode off with the young woman. Opening the door to his bedroom, he thrust her inside. What is your name, he huffed, pacing in front of her after closing the door. Never before had he taken the time to learn the titles of enemy royalty. Tell me before I am obliged to draw my sword and remove that pretty head of yours! His anger was out of his control, and he fisted the golden, jewel-encrusted hilt of his sword. A portion of the metal blade slid from its sheath, and his grip tightened.