Forensic Science Fifth Period 3/7

[cheerfulgoth.livejournal.com]

In place of the overhead today there was a flat screen TV set up in the lab and Abby was busying talking to an older gentleman as the students entered.

	"Hey everyone, this is Ducky." Abby waved towards the flatscreen. "Dr.Donald Mallard is the chief medical examiner for NCIS. He's British."
	"Really, Abigail, you didn't even bring up my glory days at Eton."Ducky leaned closer to the screen. "I used to be quite the cricket-"
[Unknown site tag]	"It's an hour long class, Ducky." Abby smiled. Hopping up on the counter, she looked at the class. "Ducky's going to teach you the different ways to discover when people died. We've talked about temperature but that's just the normal way."
	"Here at NCIS, we excel at the abnormal." Ducky said with a smile and cleared his throat. "Now, most TOD's can be determined by liver or rectal temperature. That's only an option for the recently deceased.The decomposed, the skeletons, the men and women who suffered, those poor souls don't avail themselves to simple thermometer checks. Once we happened upon a poor general who had fallen beneath the icy waters of a lake. Of course her temperature would indicate that she had been dead for a long period of time when in actuality, she had only perished hours earlier."
	Abby pointed to the table in front of the lab. On the table were calculators, decomposition worksheets, food spoil data, insect diagrams and other forensic equipment. As Abby held up an item, Ducky explained how they were used.
	"I understand that Abigail has prepared a crime scene for you in which the poor victim didn't perish immediately. In those cases you need to become more of a detective. You see, those with the badges aren't the only ones finding a killer. The medical examiner and the forensics technicians are an important cog in the wheel of justice."
	"Damn straight." Abby said with a grin. "Does anyone have any questions for Ducky?"

After the questions, Abby pointed towards the door. "Now to the crime scene!" She opened the lab door onto the side of a hot summer road. The blacktop wavered with shimmers of heat and nearby was a bridge, a small tarp hanging from one side to protect the corpse from the elements.

"The police found Conner alive this morning. He lived just long enough to tell them that he was the victim of a hit and run by a red car." Abby looked over at the tarp. "Then he died. The police can't catch the killer without more to go on. That's where you come in."

[ooc: plz to be waiting for the ocd! playing!]

Comments

Re: I see dead people!

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"10:15 AM, an exploding spleen -- okay, internal injuries is the official cause but I like to say exploding spleen, and this seriously screwed-up compound fracture that broke the skin and is getting chewed up by bugs now. Wanna take a look at it?" Conner kind of had the spiel down now. "I kind of managed to crawl a few feet after I got hit, but the whole lying down thing got to be about the only position I could handle, so here I am. Under the bridge. Dead, with a broken watch and spoiled milk, and treadmarks on my stomach."

He heaved a melodramatic sigh. "I bet there's still rubber pieces in there. And it was one of my favorite shirts, too."

Re: I see dead people!

[imissmydolphin.livejournal.com]

"I'm going to take a sample of the rubber, the bugs and your blood. Uh, not your real blood obviously, the crime scene sample."