Jul. 1st, 2014

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(Action):

Where the fuck am I?

[She reaches down to her pants and when her hands touch her Detective’s badge there she’s relieved. Well, at least she still has that on her. Of course she has no idea that around here it’s not really going to do any good in the slightest. She’s right outside a fucking castle. She starts to walk around, keeping her eyes peeled for any signs of a police department. They’re bound to be able to answer her questions there after all. After a while she realizes that she’s not getting anywhere so she starts to rush after someone who looks like a local here with her badge held out.]

Detective Debra Morgan, Miami Metro I have…

[She stops rushing after them, clutching her side as there’s another pain there. She lifts up her shirt a little, looking at the wound. There’s blood around the stitches]

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

(Dictated):

Okay can someone tell me where the fuck I am and direct me in the way of the police force here. Fuck...and maybe a doctor too.

[Short and sweet and she does not sound amused.]

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