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[001] A colorful intro | Action/Dictated
(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.]
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.]
no subject
[London's only slightly off-put by the woman's language, but it wasn't as if she hadn't heard others use it.]
Uh-huh! His hame is... uh... the Doctor?
no subject
Yeah, yeah, I know. I open my mouth without thinking. I hear that a lot.
(She'll try to keep it to a minimum but no promises.)
His name is 'the Doctor'? What, he doesn't have a normal name? Just a fucking title? (...Yeah, that didn't last long)
Sorry for lateness! :c
No worries!
(Sounds kind of suspicious to her. Who introduces themselves as 'The Doctor' and won't tell anyone their real name? A suspicious person that's who. She'll make a mental note of it.)
...And you are?
no subject
no subject
(Wow and she thought the weather forecaster Sunny Skies had a strange name...okay, yeah that one was probably still a little stranger. She raises a brow before just going with it, nodding her head.)
Nice to meet you, London. I'm Debra but you can call me Deb, everyone else does.
no subject
[London is very proud of her name!]
Nice to meet you too, Deb!
no subject
Oh! I should probably get the Doctor, shouldn't I?