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[h1][b][i][color=39b54a][center]Felix Hausten[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]

[center]Location: The Block [/center]

Interesting. Interesting of such a bustling place that one lone figure would take the time out of his busy day to approach Felix. He stood there with an interested smile as he observed the man stepping towards him and cheerfully let out a hand to shake the others. [color=39b54a]Felix, and yes of course, just arrived this very minute!"[/color] He seemed happy enough to ineract with the cop, trying to show good faith in the law and order in this city even though he had heard many horror stories of their blunders, hence why he was currently present.

After the kind-hearted shake and the exchange of small talk which made his stomach grumble, Felix realised the ample opporunity the universe had just presented to him on a silver platter. His fingers ran through his hair casually as he waited for the cop to be ready to discuss things without being smacked in the face automatically which happened a lot with the cops in berlin. For some reason they were never this chatty. More than once Felix found himself being cursed from a crime scene or a police station or with his nose being bashed by the butt of a gun.

And here he was scared of the police in America. Scared he was going to be treated like a rat from another country was the last thing on his mind now as he watched the cop talk before nodding enthusiastically and decided to make his move. [color=39b54a]"So officer it came to my attention from the news but...have you caught the murderer yet? I've been hearing about it all the way here, it sounds awefully nerve wracking so I was wondering...anything left around, clues as such, my apologies I'm hardly experienced in these things, just looking for the facts is all!"[/color] He tried to tone down his accent for talking to this guy, didn't want any conflict arising because of his nationality.

As he awaited the man's reply he slipped his notebook further into his pocket, preparing his brain for keeping everything the cop said here inside. If he learned anything, it would be useful, even if it was lies. It would let him have a feel for the atmosphere he'd write about, and everyone loved a corrupt and dangerous cop story didn't they? Or perhaps that was only Felix.