[b]Automata Corps Officer Second Degree Marvin Long(AKA "Marv") and Officer Third Degree Aidan Scarver[/b]

Officer Long was still dealing with a nosy civilian, and so he waved Crowley back to where Scarver was directing the medical attention to the victim. She had had mercury applied to her stump, and her breathing was more regular. Her whole arm and her legs were elevated on the stretcher as a pair of emergency workers lifted her up to take her to the floating ambulance that was parked on the street. 

"Crowley, good," Scarver began, taking a note pad from his gray uniform pocket. "Young woman was attacked," he was rattling off, "We have no identity as of yet. Her arm was removed from the elbow. Safe assumption is she had a Technomancy arm, and was beset by a scavver. If that's the case, it'll show up in the black market, hence us calling you. She is alive, but not conscious. We hope she recovers soon, she might be able to give us a description.

"In the mean time we have approximate measurements for her arm, to help find it if it surfaces," he tore a piece of paper from the notepad and handed it to Crowley. The paper had a series of measurements including overall length, diameter, and lengths and widths of various parts. 

"Those were all taken from her intact arm. Depending on the level of craftsmanship they could very well all be wrong. We're kind of hoping your... Er... Rapport with some of the black marketeers we have in custody will help [i]extract[/i] some answers."