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Shayna could understand why Mr. Rabbit had been reluctant to speak about what was going on at the mansion. Even if he was trying his best to be vague, the context clues gave her plenty to work with. It was an illegal trading business, auction on top of that, so that meant they were both stealing and kidnapping magical artifacts and creatures in order to auction them off in exchange for money. No wonder he wanted protection, such a thing usually meant there was a bigger crime ring involved. The angel had thought of this as a simple investigation, but it seemed as if they would be kneedeep in work for quite some time now. In some sense, she would give the two runaways that they were acting in self-defense, but taking down the entire building was going a bit overboard. The smell of blood too, there were too many victims to believe that it was only an act of self-defense. But such trivial things could be solved later.
"Descriptions?" Shayna asked as she was clearly frowning when their Rabbit flipped Tucker off. Disrespect was something she didn't do well with, especially not when she was debating whether or not to cut his arm off. He was lucky that the angel planned on hauling his butt to jail, otherwise, he'd be missing one finger.
"How did they look?" She repeated her question. Tucker could smell them, but for Shayna who couldn't, she had to use her other senses. A physical description would help her a lot, Tucker wasn't some sort of bloodhound after all.
She looked up at Tucker and sheathed her sword, knowing well that he had given her what she asked for. Shayna honored her words, but she also knew how to work around them. "After you give us some physical description to work off with, we'll take you to the station so you can write down your statement," she said. It was better to leave the entire "jail" thing out for now. She didn't know if this crime gang had connections in prison, and to be frank, she didn't care what happened to him. Justice would come for everyone, including those who auctions others off.
"Sounds good to you Tucker?" Shayna asked. "Think we'll get what we need to be able to search, with your sharp nose and my eyes," she smiled. Unlike toward the rabbit, her smile to Tucker was genuine.
"Descriptions?" Shayna asked as she was clearly frowning when their Rabbit flipped Tucker off. Disrespect was something she didn't do well with, especially not when she was debating whether or not to cut his arm off. He was lucky that the angel planned on hauling his butt to jail, otherwise, he'd be missing one finger.
"How did they look?" She repeated her question. Tucker could smell them, but for Shayna who couldn't, she had to use her other senses. A physical description would help her a lot, Tucker wasn't some sort of bloodhound after all.
She looked up at Tucker and sheathed her sword, knowing well that he had given her what she asked for. Shayna honored her words, but she also knew how to work around them. "After you give us some physical description to work off with, we'll take you to the station so you can write down your statement," she said. It was better to leave the entire "jail" thing out for now. She didn't know if this crime gang had connections in prison, and to be frank, she didn't care what happened to him. Justice would come for everyone, including those who auctions others off.
"Sounds good to you Tucker?" Shayna asked. "Think we'll get what we need to be able to search, with your sharp nose and my eyes," she smiled. Unlike toward the rabbit, her smile to Tucker was genuine.