Lance Dominic
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Forensic Linguist
{word , nerd}
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Post by Lance Dominic on Aug 22, 2009 11:46:34 GMT -5
Lance pulled back a bit when Krys came in contact so closely. In fact, he fell backwards and was sprawled across the floor. He let out a little yell, falling onto his palms. "Heh, you know your cartoons too," he laughed, readjusting his position. He got up again, walking in the proper way now.
When they came to the room, Lance smiled at Krys's reaction. Of course, this was the digital tech room, which was a floor above their actual lab. Besides, Lance and his team were all just a part of forensic sciences; they were the specialists and mentors in their category.
"Tori?" Lance said, plopping his bag on the ground. He spun around to the little device beside the door, typing in six numbers and tapping a light green button. The communicator crackled to life and Lance said to it, "Hey Tori me and the techie are down in the room now." The device would send the message to a similar one upstairs, and it wouldn't be sent to any other because of the reception number he had punched in.
He turned away from it, shrugging to Krys and pointing at the left end of the room was, where the last computer was located. "I guess you can get started, though I myself have no idea what you're really supposed to do."
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