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Criminal Justice: Wednesday, Period Three
Students for the Criminal Justice workshop were notified to meet at the main campfire CAMPFIRE! for their workshop.
As the students gather the first thing the would probably notice is there is a large truck sitting next to the campfire. How it got there on an island with weetiny streets? Sorry. Gibbs isn't telling. Next to the truck is a stack of large plastic cases resembling tackle boxes. Each box was labelled with the name of the students.
Gibbs himself is standing next to the truck with his ever present cup of coffee in his hand. "Welcome to the Criminal Justice workshop," he said once everyone had arrived. "I'm Jethro Gibbs. I've spent the last 16 years working for NCIS. If you've never heard of it, I wouldn't be surprised. Think of it as the FBI for the Navy and Marines. For the next several weeks I'm going to be drilling into your heads the basics of investigating a criminal case."
He paused long enough to take a sip of coffee before continuing.
"First off, introductions. Everyone tell me your name and what you hope to get out of this course," Gibbs said as he began handing out a forensic equipment checklist. "After that I want you to go through the van and fill up your forensic kits. Get everything on the list except for the cameras. We'll have to share those as there aren't enough to go around. Make sure you bring your forensic equipment to each class Or you're fired. When you're done with your kits you'll need to take your own fingerprints. This is standard procedure in case you accidentally touch something at a crime scene without gloves."
He then gave everyone a glare of warning.
"Which we shouldn't have to do because you'll be wearing gloves the entire time we're investigating a crime scene. But that's another class. Now tell me who you are, get your kits together and get your fingerprints taken."
[OCD is up! Please read OOC note regarding Gibbs!]
As the students gather the first thing the would probably notice is there is a large truck sitting next to the campfire. How it got there on an island with weetiny streets? Sorry. Gibbs isn't telling. Next to the truck is a stack of large plastic cases resembling tackle boxes. Each box was labelled with the name of the students.
Gibbs himself is standing next to the truck with his ever present cup of coffee in his hand. "Welcome to the Criminal Justice workshop," he said once everyone had arrived. "I'm Jethro Gibbs. I've spent the last 16 years working for NCIS. If you've never heard of it, I wouldn't be surprised. Think of it as the FBI for the Navy and Marines. For the next several weeks I'm going to be drilling into your heads the basics of investigating a criminal case."
He paused long enough to take a sip of coffee before continuing.
"First off, introductions. Everyone tell me your name and what you hope to get out of this course," Gibbs said as he began handing out a forensic equipment checklist. "After that I want you to go through the van and fill up your forensic kits. Get everything on the list except for the cameras. We'll have to share those as there aren't enough to go around. Make sure you bring your forensic equipment to each class Or you're fired. When you're done with your kits you'll need to take your own fingerprints. This is standard procedure in case you accidentally touch something at a crime scene without gloves."
He then gave everyone a glare of warning.
"Which we shouldn't have to do because you'll be wearing gloves the entire time we're investigating a crime scene. But that's another class. Now tell me who you are, get your kits together and get your fingerprints taken."
[OCD is up! Please read OOC note regarding Gibbs!]
Re: Gather your kits!
Re: Gather your kits!
"Although I don't know where Eureka is now, not really. No one does." Anemone hummed softly for a moment as she sorted through items. "But she'll be back. Her and Renton both, when we're ready for them." She tapped the side of her head and giggled. "It's faint, because I'm so far away, but she's there. Like a tiny ping ping of a radar echoing from another part of the ship."
Re: Gather your kits!
"I'm glad your sister's somewhere out there," Dinah added. "So you think they'll pop back into your universe when it's all worked out, maybe?"
Re: Gather your kits!
"They're on their ~honeymoon~," she sing-songed gleefully. "Well, that's my theory. They're still out there in our universe, but sometimes it takes a pair of lovers some time to come back down to Earth."
Re: Gather your kits!
Re: Gather your kits!
"I got sent here because people wouldn't leave me alone, and I'm not the one who did the grand finale." Anemone lifted a strand of her pink hair and waved it at Dinah with a grin. "It doesn't dye, and it makes me stick out. Eureka's is blue. We can't exactly go incognito, yeah?"
Re: Gather your kits!