originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i]Bowel shook the cowboy's hand, then pulled away, lighting a cigar.[/i]
"The case. Well, a woman was found dead in her room, on her bed, a bullet wound in her heart. After close examination we found that the bullet was a 9mm, and shot a point-blank range. There was also a death note." [i]The detective handed the cowboy the death not, seen above.[/i] "As for the request... well, speak up."
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"John Truman, most call me JT." Of all the people to ask his name and not just assume it was his alias due to the Lieutenant status he had, Theta was the first to know his adopted name. His actual name was the serial number JT890M, though John Truman was what he was given when adopted into the Truman family after birth, for a cruel experiment on how well he could adjust.
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"Okay, John, would you be more comfortable with 'JT' or your first name?" [i]Theta asked, leaning her back against the door to her apartment, twirling her keys around her right index finger, her posture showing that she had time, and didn't mind carrying on a conversation.[/i]
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"Either works by me. Use John I guess, unless it's for work purposes, then I go by JT." JT used that alias for most things in all actuality, as it used to be a name that managed to put fear into the hearts of any nation that he was hired to go against, though now the pair of letters were nothing more than a nickname he coined.
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"Alright, John," [i]Theta said, smiling at the cowboy.[/i] "Anyways.... I'll see you tomorrow morning." [i]She unlocked the apartment door, revealing the stairs up to her completely trashed room.[/i]
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"Alrighty. Swing by whenever, later." And with that JT walked back to his car, and drove away from the house. He had some business back at the Clinic to take care of and a few people to upgrade to Windows 10's better model, and so he needed to hurry. ((End))