[BadWolf & Echoedlove]

[EchoedLove]

Blaise groaned and slammed his head into the seat behind him when Atticus informed him that it wouldn't be better to just pretend. "Seriously? Stop being an ass. Do you even have friends? And how do they possibly handle you if you do?" he snapped without thinking much on his words. Deep down Blaise knew that he probably wasn't making it any easier for Atticus and a lot of what he said or did could be to provoke him, but he shoved that part of him down and didn't let it bother him.

"Well then, lets get going," Blaise said turning back around to face out the window. He could tell that Atticus was hoping for something to come up while they were out on patrol. He highly doubted that a dangerous group would just be sitting around and so easily to catch, but what did he know? He hadn't been working on this case for more than a few hours. "Is there something I should be looking out for?" he questioned. It was strange coming into a case late like this and still being one of the main officers on it. He had helped other officers out before in the middle of cases, but never had to become the main officer of one like this.

[Bad Wolf]

"Of course I have friends!" Atticus snapped at Blaise as he started to back out of the parking space. He said nothing more on that particular subject, though. There was no point in continuing with it. Atticus did have friends, and no one was going to tell him otherwise.

Once he was on the road, he spoke to his unwanted partner again. "Look for any signs of trouble," he directed. "Anything at all. Suspicious activity. Suspicious people. Anything out of the ordinary." He turned the radio onto the police frequency, listening for any 911 calls about werewolf attacks. If he heard one, he'd be jumping on it.

[EchoedLove]

Blaise raised an eyebrow as Atticus assured him that he had friends, but wasn't offering up an explanation of how they dealt with him. Apparently this wasn't a subject that he was all to interested in holding up, unlike when the two of them were talking about blood lines. Blaise knew that he shouldn't have said something like that and had probably overstepped, but something about his new partner seemed to push all the wrong buttons. He decided to just give up on the friend subject since he doubted he could get anymore out of him.

Watching out the windows he saw them pass by a street called Meadow Lane. He knew that he needed to learn his way around this town, it was bad not knowing how to get around and what would be the quickest or safest ways to get to the office or other places. There were a few people walking farther down the street, maybe going a little quicker than normal, but it looked mostly fine. It was late and most wouldn't want to be out, especially with vampires and werewolves wandering around in the open now. As they passed the street the radio cracked the way it did before someone would come on to speak about an issue. "There was a report of suspicious behavior on Meadow Lane. Reports of a group of three men following after another person who had been hurrying down the street before," the voice reported over the speakers. Blaise was shocked to realize the people he had seen earlier apparently weren't doing something completely normal. "We just passed Meadow Lane," he said pointing behind them and wondering if this warranted stopping to see what was going on.

[Bad Wolf]

"I know," Atticus said tightly before responding to the radio operator and executing a quick u-turn, the wheels making a lovely screeching sound as the car turned. He didn't turn on the siren, though. No need to draw a ton of attention to the fact that cops were on the way there. If those men were going to pull something illegal, then Atticus didn't feel like making them scatter. He'd much rather arrest them.

When they reached Meadow Lane, he quickly parallel parked the car and got out. The suspicious individuals were visible a short distance away down the lane, and Atticus started to walk after them. He had a gun with him, of course, hidden under his jacket. It didn't matter to him if Blaise followed him or not. He would deal with these guys regardless.

[EchoedLove]

Blaise refrained from commenting on Atticus's bad attitude. Obviously he was still not being very nice and Blaise was just getting more annoyed with him. They weren't five year old children who couldn't get along, they were grown men for goodness sake! He ground his teeth together as Atticus flipped a u-turn quickly and was really hoping that his partner was a good driver and he wasn't about to die. "Next time I'm driving," he grumbled as Atticus jumped out of the car after parking.

Quickly following Atticus out of the car Blaise decided they were going to have a long talk about actually working as partners. The other should not have taken off without even checking if he would have back up. It wasn't like either of them really knew what these guys were up to, they could have easily been dangerous. "Trancy, you had better stop doing stuff like that," he snapped quietly as he jogged to catch up to the other. They were quickly approaching the group as they continued to look through trashcans and in any places that people could possibly hide. As the two finally caught up to them, Blaise cleared his throat. "Excuse me, what do you think you're doing?" he asked. The three turned around and looked at the two partners suspiciously.

"We weren't doing anything," one of them spoke up in a defending tone. The other two fell in behind the one who spoke making their group look somewhat like a triangle. Blaise raised an eyebrow at the three of them. They weren't acting like people who were innocent and hadn't been doing something. He looked toward Atticus wondering if he had something to say or what the next steps would be in this branch. It might function different than his last one.

[Bad Wolf]

"I'm disinclined to believe that," Atticus said to the leader of what he was assuming was a pack. The man to the leader's left was starting to show yellow eyes, fangs, and a bit more hair than a human would have. He was a werewolf, but Atticus didn't know if they others were. Could just be a coincidence, but he wasn't going to take chances.

He took out his badge and held it up where the three men could see it. "We're the police, so don't lie to us. What were you doing?" He shifted his jacket subtly to show his gun, making it very clear that he was armed and could likely back up any threat he might make. Hopefully the trio wouldn't decide to attack them, but a good fight would certainly put Atticus in a better mood than what he currently was in.

[EchoedLove]

Blaise was only a little shocked when the farthest male to the left started to change. He was assuming that something must have been different about them since they were snooping around late at night, but he hadn't expected one of them to show quite so soon. He gave a large sigh and looked towards Atticus hoping that he was smart enough to notice what was going on right in front of him. The leader shook his head, but eyed the badge strangely, almost like he thought it was a joke that they were part of the police.

"Look we aren't doing anything, officer," the main leader said holding up his hands defensively. Blaise tilted his head to the side and watched them suspiciously. "So, you weren't just looking for something or someone?" he asked. There was a pause as they obviously tried to decide whether or not they should lie to them. "Look, even if we weren't we weren't doing anything illegal," he defended. He watched as the left male took a step towards Atticus and Blaise instinctively took a step closer to the other male also.

[Bad Wolf]

"Stalking is certainly not legal," Atticus remarked, keeping his cool despite the fact that the slowly-shifting werewolf was inching toward him. "And with the three of you looking for one person... It leads me to believe you are planning something that is illegal." He shifted his weight, looking bored for a moment. It was just an act. He wasn't going to show these thugs that they were at all intimidating to him.

After a glance over the three of them--the other one in the back was showing signs of shifting, too--he raised an eyebrow. "Are all three of you werewolves?" he asked casually. "Or just your two wingmen?" He flashed them his fangs in a smile, a little hint to them that he wasn't some soft, squishy human. If they attacked him, he'd be able to do some damage in return.