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"Keep your eye upon that suspect right there. Number B-132. He's feeling the pressure of what the police is pushing into his face. Not wanting to serve time, not wanting to give up his freedom for another. He's connected to this case, his role is something I don't want to look too hard into however."
A nibble upon the free donut provided for her would cause the slick smile to wash over the Ming's face then, as her lower back softly collided with the table behind her, hoisting her many treats. Perhaps, it was only this that had made the work presented in front of her worth doing. For her talent received many praise, many thoughts. Many ideas and uses towards the Shangri-La in fields they literally possessed no real science within. Slowly, the donut was consumed as Lei's eyes fell upon the interrogation room from behind the safety of the window provided just for her expertise. For, if the criminal knew that it was indeed her deduction, and not the true work of Hong Kong's blue-collars themselves, the poor dear wouldn't be able to exactly find herself safe, now would she?
Heh. As if someone would have the nerve to try with her. Lei's hand twitched around her donut, her chocolate eyes latching upon B-132 with an intensity that made the skin crawl on the other members of the Force that were presented in the room with her. They knew that something was utterly wrong now. That the infiltration of the mind, which Lei was presently doing, was a curse, something bestowed upon her by a pure mistake. Disaster. And yet, they would continue to exploit it, for it made their jobs easier and put the troublemakers to work. Or, so what they thought. Lei knew exactly what each branch of human scum within the room was thinking, after all.
"Three bodies, scattered around the Blue and White Zone. One within the center that serves the two's junction. Two on each of the fields. A message, for each of the corrupted individuals that hold special rank within the filthy habitat. The suspect was there for them all. Hmm, he didn't have a hand in it though. This donut is awfully cold."
Lei had enough, despite the obvious protests of the lazy ones that wanted her to name names, demanded for her to give her the locations, the bodies' identification? And to this? Lei Ming provided them with peals of laughter and a wiggle of her hips.
"Greedy little foxes. You don't pay me nearly enough to give you anything actually useful. I'm tired anyway. Keep him in a holding cell, and I'll ante up the fee. Maybe we can actually get somewhere tomorrow."
It wasn't like they could actually stop her. She was a mutant, a freak. There wasn't any telling how long and spread her powers actually were, nor was there any limit provided. Of course, Lei herself didn't even know if there ever would be a limit. Everyday taught her something new, and she grasped onto that concept as much as she grasped onto the remainder of cupcakes and sweets that the idiotic Shangri-La believed would be suitable payment on top of the fee she normally charged. But, that was how Lei worked, was it not? Give them a little taste now, so that way when they felt like they actually got somewhere...Yeah, you know the deal, don't you?
The step outside of the Precinct gave a fresh breath of air within Lei, and a small twirl from her side was made before she brought the brick wall of protection around her sensitive psyche. The urge to just pick and pluck through the ripe people's thoughts, to find out what it is their hearts desired was always so much when Lei was not controlled. In her hip-hugging jeans, her tank top, she looked no less ordinary than the others around her. Perhaps that was why she had refused to be like the others and mark her body with the overlapping tattoos that meant little to shit about anything actually important. Yeah, stand out more, idiots. Practically scream your alliance and your strange ways to the normal citizens around you, so they can shun you. Hate you, beat you. Spit on you and rape you. Lei had to stop with such thoughts. Empathy was not her gift, but a curse, and her own emotions could easily cause an aneurysm if she allowed for it to be.
"Hm...I'm bored. And hungry."
Muttering to herself, Lei began the treck over towards the West side, because honestly. They had the best sweets, in more ways than one.~
A nibble upon the free donut provided for her would cause the slick smile to wash over the Ming's face then, as her lower back softly collided with the table behind her, hoisting her many treats. Perhaps, it was only this that had made the work presented in front of her worth doing. For her talent received many praise, many thoughts. Many ideas and uses towards the Shangri-La in fields they literally possessed no real science within. Slowly, the donut was consumed as Lei's eyes fell upon the interrogation room from behind the safety of the window provided just for her expertise. For, if the criminal knew that it was indeed her deduction, and not the true work of Hong Kong's blue-collars themselves, the poor dear wouldn't be able to exactly find herself safe, now would she?
Heh. As if someone would have the nerve to try with her. Lei's hand twitched around her donut, her chocolate eyes latching upon B-132 with an intensity that made the skin crawl on the other members of the Force that were presented in the room with her. They knew that something was utterly wrong now. That the infiltration of the mind, which Lei was presently doing, was a curse, something bestowed upon her by a pure mistake. Disaster. And yet, they would continue to exploit it, for it made their jobs easier and put the troublemakers to work. Or, so what they thought. Lei knew exactly what each branch of human scum within the room was thinking, after all.
"Three bodies, scattered around the Blue and White Zone. One within the center that serves the two's junction. Two on each of the fields. A message, for each of the corrupted individuals that hold special rank within the filthy habitat. The suspect was there for them all. Hmm, he didn't have a hand in it though. This donut is awfully cold."
Lei had enough, despite the obvious protests of the lazy ones that wanted her to name names, demanded for her to give her the locations, the bodies' identification? And to this? Lei Ming provided them with peals of laughter and a wiggle of her hips.
"Greedy little foxes. You don't pay me nearly enough to give you anything actually useful. I'm tired anyway. Keep him in a holding cell, and I'll ante up the fee. Maybe we can actually get somewhere tomorrow."
It wasn't like they could actually stop her. She was a mutant, a freak. There wasn't any telling how long and spread her powers actually were, nor was there any limit provided. Of course, Lei herself didn't even know if there ever would be a limit. Everyday taught her something new, and she grasped onto that concept as much as she grasped onto the remainder of cupcakes and sweets that the idiotic Shangri-La believed would be suitable payment on top of the fee she normally charged. But, that was how Lei worked, was it not? Give them a little taste now, so that way when they felt like they actually got somewhere...Yeah, you know the deal, don't you?
The step outside of the Precinct gave a fresh breath of air within Lei, and a small twirl from her side was made before she brought the brick wall of protection around her sensitive psyche. The urge to just pick and pluck through the ripe people's thoughts, to find out what it is their hearts desired was always so much when Lei was not controlled. In her hip-hugging jeans, her tank top, she looked no less ordinary than the others around her. Perhaps that was why she had refused to be like the others and mark her body with the overlapping tattoos that meant little to shit about anything actually important. Yeah, stand out more, idiots. Practically scream your alliance and your strange ways to the normal citizens around you, so they can shun you. Hate you, beat you. Spit on you and rape you. Lei had to stop with such thoughts. Empathy was not her gift, but a curse, and her own emotions could easily cause an aneurysm if she allowed for it to be.
"Hm...I'm bored. And hungry."
Muttering to herself, Lei began the treck over towards the West side, because honestly. They had the best sweets, in more ways than one.~
