Detective Rosa Diaz (
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fandomtownies2019-10-07 05:31 am
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Trooper Station; Monday [10/07].
The troopers were all acting weird that day. Weirder than normal. Or, actually, maybe it was just the usual amount of weird, but the energy was just different, which left Rosa wondering whether her curiosity about why they were all gathered together and talking about something was stronger than her certainty that, whatever it was, she was much, much happier just not knowing. Especially considering that they all seemed to be swinging their hips a little more when they walked, a detail that made Rosa mad just on the fact that she was even noticing something like that.
The only one who didn't seem to be acting weird was Calvin, and so she shot him a curious, questioning look from across the room, and he just sort of shrugged his shoulders, shook his head, and went back to work.
Not helpful, Calvin.
But, then again, he was the only one acting normal, so that tracked, Rosa didn't know what she was expecting, and she just shook her own head and went back to what was normal for her, which was basically just ignoring all of them.
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The only one who didn't seem to be acting weird was Calvin, and so she shot him a curious, questioning look from across the room, and he just sort of shrugged his shoulders, shook his head, and went back to work.
Not helpful, Calvin.
But, then again, he was the only one acting normal, so that tracked, Rosa didn't know what she was expecting, and she just shook her own head and went back to what was normal for her, which was basically just ignoring all of them.
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He plopped a large cup down on Rosa's desk and kept an even larger cup for himself. It was his fifth of the day already.
"This island is shocking insane."
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The lack of lunch was what was really throwing her from being completely certain, though, so she just ventured forward for more evidence with a cautious sort of, "....hi?"
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And her smile muscles were utterly failing her right now, though she was really, really trying. Not so much for herself, but for him. Evetually, though, she just had to give up, laughed, and sat back in her chair with her arms folded in front of her and an absolutely unabashed smirk on her face as she took in the whole picture.
"You look hot," Rosa corrected, and couldn't even feel bad about thinking that this was possibly one of the best things the island had done ever, because after the last few weeks, it owed her big time.
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"Yeah? At least there's that, I guess. This is weird," he complained, "and I say that as someone who's hopped around dimensions for a while and lived in Fandom. I mean, at least it's not deadly-weird, but it is annoying-weird."
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"Weirder that waking up as a kid or as some random blonde dude who considers Colombia the New World?" she asked, and scoffed. "Come on. It's not that weird."
She was also wholly uneffected by it, which she might have been gloating in, just a little.
"You need to borrow some of my clothes?" she offered. "You'll look good in black."
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"What, you don't like my clothes?" He was wearing sweatpants cinched up and a t-shirt that was too big in the shoulders and too small in the chest. "At least my spider outfit adjusts to fit." He smirked. "You won't have to change my name."
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"But those clothes are terrible," she informed him. "We really need to get you out of them as soon as possible."
Ayyyy.
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That was definitely the important part here.
"Just so you know, I'm definitely not putting on that stupid armor instead."
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