Log:Spirit - PT

2006/07/26 	 Dorian

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Colonial Bay Police Dept.

The lobby of the police headquarters is grand in design and size, with a vaulting roof and a Romanesque series of columns against the walls. The floor is dark marble, emblazoned in the middle with a large mosaic of the CBPD logo depicting Lady Justice in front of a stylized sun. Coming from partially concealed fixtures in the walls, the lighting is relatively subdued. A large black elevated desk is positioned on the wall opposite the double-door entrance, the usual station of the on duty desk sergeant and other reception personnel. A pair of doors rest behind the main desk, leading into the first floor hallway of the department. Flanking the desk on the right is a bank of elevator doors, on the left a series of computerized informational kiosks and communication terminals. These displays and those behind the main desk glow softly. At most times of day or night, there are numerous CPBD police officers and support staff milling about the department hallways, on duty, or dealing with the regular influx of civilians seeking assistance or being processed after arrest.

Dorian receives through the liaison communications channel a request to visit the city's police station and speak to Det Lewis.

Dorian steps into the police station, and looks for the desk sergeant. "I'm here to speak to a Detective Lewis."

The desk sergeant nods, "Yes, Sir. I was told you might be coming. I'll call the dectective at once." He does so and a minute or two later Det Lewis comes out into the front.

Dorian smiles, "Hello...Detective Lewis? You had wanted to speak to me?"

Det.Lewis says, "Good afternoon, Spirit. Thank you for coming. Yes. Let's go into one of the interview rooms where we can talk without interruption."

Det.Lewis invites you into an interview room.

Dorian nods, "Of course." He follows the detective into the room.

Det.Lewis closes the door and gestures towards a seat. "I asked you to come because there's a potential problem that could cause ill feeling between the metas of the city and the general population."

Dorian raises a brow, and takes a seat. "What's the problem?"

Det.Lewis says, "One of the metas out there is using his abilities to be a peeping-tom. It may not seem that serious at first sight but it's something that could prove more damaging to the reputation of metas than simple criminal activity."

Dorian blinks. "Do you know who it is?"

Det.Lewis shakes his head. "No. We have a vague description, and a common method. It seems he is early middle aged, rather short, said to be Asian in appearence and has long hair worn in a ponytail. He seems to have the ability to walk through walls and that is what he is using to peep into private dwellings. So far I've had five reports of his activites within the last three days."

Dorian nods, "Is he casing the places to rob them? Or is it a sexual thing?"

Det.Lewis says, "That is unknown. He hasn't stayed very long in any one place. One complainant stated that he appeared while she was bathing. The other reports were of daytime incidents. The reports have all been from young women in their late teens or early twenties."

Dorian says, "Hrm. Well, I'll do what I can to catch the guy."

Det.Lewis nods, "I'll do what I can to keep this quiet and out of the media. I fear this could do a lot of damage to the reputation of your friends. If you could pass this information on to the rest of the heroes I would be grateful."

Dorian nods, "I'll do that. I'd like to think that the people of the city are smart enough to realize it's just one person doing this...that he doesn't represent us all. But...you never know."

Det.Lewis sighs, "One thing I have learned in this job. You can never underestimate the common sense of the average citizen. Then add a media outlet looking for a lurid story and suddenly an incident like this is hyped up to outweight all the good that you and your friends have done over the years."

Dorian nods. "A good point. I'm sure the media would run with it. At least some of them."

Det.Lewis nods. "Find him. Warn him off. Before this goes public."

Det.Lewis hands you a sheet of paper with five names and PDA numbers. "These are the victims so far, if you want to talk to them."

Dorian nods. "Are there any commonalities between them?"

Det.Lewis shrugs, "I can't justify spending much time on peeping-tom reports. It's left to the reporting officer usually. If I take a direct interest that in itself will draw attention to these incidents. You'll see that numbers two and five have the same surname. Oh, and they are all of Asian ethnicality judging from the names."

Dorian nods, "Alright...thanks. I'll look into it immediately."

Det.Lewis says, "Thanks. If there is anything I can do informally let me know."

Dorian nods, "I'll do that." With that, he stands up, and looks at the list briefly before putting it in a pocket.