Who casts these things, anyway?

[lightgunhustler]

Who: Jo Harvelle & assorted others! Open to new threads within if other want her, as well.
Where: TV Land!
When: Throughout the event.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: All kinds of TV shenanigans!

Threads: Damsels in Distress | CSI: Wonderland | Don't Trust the Demon in Apt. 23

Comments

dying at the mental image of Kevin's reaction. XD

[lightgunhustler]

This isn't the first scenario Jo's found herself thrown into, and as far as she can tell, it's better than the last one, although she's wearing a pants-suit that looks nothing like anything she'd ever even lay eyes on in real life. Maybe if she was undercover -- if she had to -- but otherwise? Really not her style.

She bites at her lower lip to stifle a laugh at Kevin's reaction. She can't blame him in the least. Her last experience like this had been pretty miserable. Had to be, if a crime scene was considered better. She moves to join him and the nameless plainclothes detective, taking a moment to flash her badge just to reassert her authority. She's assuming she has some here. She has to, right? They're supposed to be the stars of these things.

"If I could have a moment alone with Detective Tran, please." She offers the unfamiliar detective her most persuasive smile, and though his expression flattens in reply, he takes a few steps away to give them some space. Once he's out of earshot, she leans in, glancing out over the crime scene to quickly appraise it as best she can.

"You okay, Kevin?" she asks, her voice low.

100% done!

[vates]

It isn't his first time around the random TV hallucination bend either, and he's definitely approaching capacity levels of being frustrated with it. He sighs and pulls his sunglasses off, looking out over the scene. He hopes it's not a really gory one. Or a really hard one to solve.

"I'm... sad I didn't watch more of these," he lands on, then looks up at her. "I watched a few, but. I wasn't really into them. And I think that's Detective Tran." His smile is teasing; he's coming around.

"How about you?"

[lightgunhustler]

"They never really caught my interest, either." She frowns a little. That means they're really going to have to wing it. There were a lot of puns on these shows, weren't there? Kevin's reminder brought her smile back, though this one was more genuine than the one he had offered the other detective.

"Right. Detective Tran." Couldn't forget that. "I'm okay. We're in one piece, anyway, which given the nature of some of these shows? Might not be the case for everyone."

She sighs, putting her hands on her hips and looking out over the crime scene. "So. We'll have to solve this -- or at least try. Luckily, people in our line of work know a little something about murder scenes."

Well, her line of work, but Kevin was in the business by proxy, right?

[vates]

Kevin was in it, yes, but by proxy, definitely. He was more of a behind the scenes person, though he did a lot of detective work on his own, at least in the sense of figuring out Crowley's game and how to get himself out of it. That's different from a murder, but he has faith in the both of them to figure it out. Like she said, she does this for a living, and Kevin maybe has some imposter syndrome mixed up in his perfectionism, but he knows he's smart, too.

"Yeah, this can't be too hard, right? If it has to be solved in about forty minutes, and it comes on network TV..."

He trails off, and then starts approaching the scene, his eyes roving all over everywhere. He chews his lip.

"Should we bag his hands? I feel like they bag peoples' hands a lot."

[lightgunhustler]

"I guess we could." She presses her lips together, letting out a soft hmm as they both appraise the scene, approaching the body alongside him and folding her arms over her chest, an attempt to make herself look bigger and more official. You know, intimidating.

"You know, I'm not sure I ever figured out why they bag their hands, but... yeah. Seems legit. That's what we're aiming for, right?"

If nothing else, this particular event has taught her that while she's great at bluffing and manipulation for the sake of poker games and other job-related situations, actual acting? Not exactly her forte.

"First, we figure out the cause of death. Then we can start searching for a motive."

[vates]

"Protects whatever they might have on their hands. Gun powder residue, any genetic material if they tried to fend off their attacker. ...maybe other stuff, but that's all I remember. That's enough to sound official, anyway."

He sees her puffing herself up and wonders if he should too, but he's not sure anything he could do would earn him respect as a young Asian teenager who looks like he should be going to forensics club, not actually being a forensic investigator.

"Right. Look for any obvious signs of death. Um... Blood, injuries, weird... coloration. We can make preliminary notes and then see what the coroner says." He looks up at her, the corner of his mouth lifting. The message is implied: they've totally got this.