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fandomtownies2018-04-23 10:50 am
died8yearsago) wrote in fandomtownies2018-04-23 10:50 am
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Trooper Staiton; Monday [04/23].
"Well, ma'am," said Rosa into the phone, but don't let the measured tone fool you. Her clenched jaw, bared teeth, and the glare of death in her eyes told a much more fitting story of how she felt having desk duty on a day after a weekend like last. "Did you have superpowers before this weekend?
"No? Then, yeah, no one stole them from you, you just went back to normal because we got rid of the portal and the monsters making that happen...
"...no, we can't get them back, those monsters almost killed a bunch of people.
"Well, maybe you should lay off the vodka, you ever think about that? Call again when you have a real crime."
And she slammed down the phone, shook her head, and went back to typing up ridiculous reports for the files to record the ridiculous events that made for the ridiculous stuff that happened, not even aware of just how acclimated to ridiculous she'd actually gotten.
Awww. Progress!
[[open station is open!]]
"No? Then, yeah, no one stole them from you, you just went back to normal because we got rid of the portal and the monsters making that happen...
"...no, we can't get them back, those monsters almost killed a bunch of people.
"Well, maybe you should lay off the vodka, you ever think about that? Call again when you have a real crime."
And she slammed down the phone, shook her head, and went back to typing up ridiculous reports for the files to record the ridiculous events that made for the ridiculous stuff that happened, not even aware of just how acclimated to ridiculous she'd actually gotten.
Awww. Progress!
[[open station is open!]]