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[color=orange]Detective Chen appraised the newcomer. He ran a bored eye over his attire, noticing the clear Fire Nation origin of the clothes. The man looked tired, but stiff. His bearing indicated a tough upbringing, possibly military. Here was a puzzle for Chen.

"Let me guess," Chen began, adjusting his belt and expressing indifference. "Fresh off the boat. From the way you dress, I can tell you are not from around here. Not a penny in your pocket. Too proud to beg. Too nice to steal. So you thought you could get paid throwing your weight around and you decided the police department was the place to be."

Chen stood up and walked up to the man standing at attention. "Relax soldier," he said as he fished inside his pocket for a cigarette. He stuck it in his mouth and looked around for a lighter. He tsked in irritation when he could find nothing. He patted his pockets with the cigarette clamped in his lips and considered the young man once again.

"What's your name? What can you do beside show me how they stand in the Fire Nation army?" He asked, with a twinkle in his eyes. Detective Chen may have been relegated to the menial tasks, but he still knew how to read clues that were clearly presented to him.[/color]