[B]Charles Victor Loots[/B]
He gave a soft sigh, as he rolled his wrist. He had spent most of his day, actually most of his night doing paper work. He'd seen several cases too, include werewolves fighting over territory, vampires ambushing a werewolf, a werewolf trying to eat a vampire and a vampire trying to illegally take blood from a civilian. They were like children immortals, never truely growing up. He signed the final line of the current paper he'd been working on. It delt with supplies moving towards the north. 

He had a very nice office even if it were small, it had hardwood furnishings, a nice leather chair he now sat in and two equally nice chairs cross his desk. Even so, he didn't like his current t position often times dreaming of the days he was on the street. In the older days things were less rough. Though he had a few hairy patches so to say. He stood up from his desk, taking with him a neat stack of papers out into the main lobby leaving them on his secretaries desk. He waltzed too the door grabbing his cover and overcoat."I'm going out for dinner, I'll be back to close things up."

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[B]Richard Godfrey[/b]
"DAMN THEM TO HELL" he smashed his firsts into the poor desk before him. "What do you mean Lord Godfrey is going out of town and the beta is going with him? I have to work at the RBUC too!" He sat down sinking into the chair, he heard the captain slip out, he thought about joining him but instead decided to deal with the matter at hand. "I want all the pups in line. This current generation seems to have little regard for social educate. If they step out of line let me know. But other than that I want our information gathering to continue. How are the gambling halls? The racketeering?" A man sat across from him, very slim, his face was as most described weasle like. If there was a fourth in command it would be him. He was beyond smart when it came to money and illegal activities. "they're fine gamma, and I shall pass word onto the troops."

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[B]James Wyatt GunHammer[/b]
He kept a steady tempo as he walked down his usual rout back to command. But soon stopped, down the road were two large wolves circling one another. He reached Into his jacket removing his service revolver the Enfield. "He gentlemen! Why don't you two calm down! You know changing in the city is illegal, plus the moons not for a week or so." The gave him a look before darting off down the street at incredible speed. "Damned cursed beasts..." He continued to walk his beat taking in his patrol, stopping once to assist a follow officer, who was attempting to detain a vampire who had broken a law a few weeks earlier.