Forensic Science, 5th period, 4/25

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There's no lab this time as students enter the danger shop, just a stack of black duffel bags. "For our final, you're going to take what you've learned and do what I'm sure you've all been wanting to do this whole semester."

She pointed behind her down a long hallway lined with doors. "You're each going to commit a crime."

Abby lead the students into a room and once the last student had filed in, a dummy appeared on a chair in front of them. "This is Bob. You're going to kill Bob. You have to figure out how to do it, how to be sneaky about it and how to make sure that the cops can't figure out it was you. Bonus points if you can frame one of your classmates in the murder."

"Because I don't want you to have nightmares, all you have to do is say the method of homicide out loud and the danger shop will kill your dummy for you." Abby grinned. "Now, head to a room and get killing!"

[ooc: OCD up! Play!]

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Re: Final

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"I-- I do?!" Alphonse wasted the first few minutes he had, mentally scrambling on how he was supposed to do that.

The gloves had to go-- definitely had to go, wasted some more time figuring out how to do that, then opted to bury those in a hole in the dirt in what seemed to be the furthest corner from where the chair was.

Alphonse was noooo criminal mastermind, and made this obvious, as his idea of clearing out all clues? Probably wasn't close to being the best.

Re: Final

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After the time was up, Abby entered with a danger shop-generated cop. With a nod, he started walking around the room, looking for clues. The body was clear of fibers and fingerprints, but it wasn't long before he saw the freshly turned dirt in the corner.

"Oops, looks like we have an Oj situation here." Abby winced. "I'm going to have to mark you down for that, Al. You did a good job with using gloves and keeping your fibers off the body so I'm going to give you a B minus."

Re: Final

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Alphonse grimaced slightly, though he knew he shouldn't have expected a higher score on that. At least it wasn't a terrible one.

"A-ah, sorry about that," he apologized meekly. "I mean-- um, thank you, Miss Abby."

Re: Final

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"Don't worry about it." Abby said. "You did a really good job during the rest of class, so it's not as worse as it could be. Just work on those nerves.'