fandomhigh | Forensic Science, Wednesday 2/14, 5th period

There were wee heart lollipops alongside the lab coats this week as the students filed into the Danger shop. Abby was sitting on one of the lab counters, her pigtails held up with bright red fuzzy ties.

"Happy Valentines Day, guys! Eat your suckers during the lecture because you are not going to want to take them into the practical this week." Grinning at the students, she clapped her hands. "This week we're going to be using the forensic skills you've learned to find out what happened at a crime scene. The only catch is that you won't be the only people there this week. You'll be dealing with other departments, people who will be in charge, people who might mess up your crime scene. As always, you want to figure how what happened to the victim, but this week you're going to learn how to deal with firemen and cops. Cooperation is key, guys. You're an important part of the team so don't let them walk all over you...but don't get too uppity. They can throw you off the crime scene. Today that'll mean you get a lower grade but in the field it'll mean that you can't do your job and evidence could get lost or destroyed while they wait for a replacement."

Passing out handouts and messenger bags to each of the students, Abby talked a little about the tools that they'd find inside. A camera for crime scene photos, several evidence bags and vials, notebook and pens, and most importantly, identification. "Crime scenes can be like circuses and being the lab geek means that not everyone at the scene will know who you are. Unless you want to be tossed into the back of a police car, keep your ID on you at all times."

Opening the door of the lab, she ushered the students through. Instead of walking into the crime scene like usual, the scene was set outdoors. They stood in front of a burnt out shell of a house, still smoking in places as ~~NPC~~ firefighters crawled over it. The stench of burning wood was heavy in the air as Abby directed them to three firefighters who were waiting near the front door.

"Go get 'em!"

[ooc: OCD up! Go ahead and play!]

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Dean stood at the door, waiting. He may have been enjoying playing a fireman a little too much.

Lana made sure her ID was showing and walked up to one of the firefighters. "Hi, she said. "I'm Lana Lang one of the crime scene investigators. I was told you'd be able to take me to the scene."

Dean looked her over. "Not until you're dressed properly. Go get a turncoat and boots. We don't need any more additions to the casualty list."

Lana nodded and went to get properly fitted about before returning. "Better?" she asked with a smile, feeling a bit like she was swimming in the coat and boots.

"You'll do," Dean said, leading her inside. "Watch your step, the floor's burned through in some places."

Lana followed him carefully, watching where he put his feet and trying to only walk there.

When they got to the stairs, he glanced back at her. "Don't touch the bannister -- it's probably going to give way if you breathe on it too hard."

Lana pulled her equipment in tight around her and carefully picked her way up the stairway, making sure she didn't touch the bannister.

Zero approached Dean, her ID conspicuously clipped to her jacket. Sure, she had the wrong hair color in the picture, but these things happened. "Hey, Dean. Mind escortin' me about?"

Dean made a show of looking at her id closely. "You really should get your picture updated," he told her. "And sure -- as soon as you suit up. No one gets in without boots or a turncoat."

Zero shrugged. "It changes so often, though." Then she looked mildly offended. "I'm not a turncoat!"

"I'm not calling you a turncoat. I'm telling you to put one on."

"...I can do that."

"I'll be waiting."

Zero's coat kind of swallowed her for woe, she is wee. "Okay, how's that?"

"I need to get in to see the crime scene." He showed his ID.

Dean checked the ID, then nodded. "Go get suited up and I'll take you up."

Lucas was ready some time later. The gear wasn't all that easy to pull on. He showed his ID again, just in case. "Better?"

"You'll do," Dean said, after looking him over. "Now the fire did a hell of a lot of damage so don't go trying to wander off. You watch your step and listen if I tell you to stop. Got it?"

Lucas raised an eyebrow and thought he was taking this a little too seriously, but nodded. "Got it."

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