meme } { open rp post

[iluvroadrunner6]

It's pretty simple. This post is open. You can tag it with someone with a request or to be surprised, prompts optional (though if you leave it up to me it will probably be ridiculous), and let's have some fun. Muselist is HERE.

Have fun my dears.

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[onthe_rebound]

"I've seen it. So I don't know what the fuck a Cainite is, but it's not like any vampire I've ever encountered and I'm really getting sick of this supernatural bullshit."

Gloria's frustration was rising again, and she shifts the minion to one hand, reaching for the trunk latch, and yanking upwards. She only just managed to not break it, so thank God for small favors. Or at least that's what she'd say if she wasn't pissed.

[dust_of_life]

Despite lacking any kind of credibility with the civilian, or pseudo-civilian population, at all, Fatima managed to give the cop a very, very stern look. It was borrowed from her mother, who had perfected the art of the stern look when Fatima was a child.

"Keep your voice down," she said, shifting to start the process of dumping minion boy into the trunk. "Supernatural bullshit begets supernatural bullshit. He's probably got friends in the area. MacLeod minions always operate in gaggles."

[onthe_rebound]

Gloria closed her eyes, exhaling slowly, before nodding. "Sorry. Let's just get him in the car."

She needed to get back to work. As much as she wanted to question this further, people are going to be looking for her soon, and she needed to answer for discharging her weapon.

[dust_of_life]

Gritting her teeth, Fatima flung his legs up into the trunk, crushing the bag of tortilla chips that had fallen out of her shopping earlier in the day. They let out a satisfying crunch and she had to wince, mourning for the loss of her favorite munchies.

Oh well. Sometimes, evil destroyed your junk food.

"Hold him still a second," she said, grabbing a roll of duct tape and peeling off a long strip. "That stake comes out in the trunk and he's definitely getting out."

[onthe_rebound]

Gloria did as she was told, bracing the shoulders of the vampi-Cainite-whatever it was before putting him in the trunk completely. She was careful not to disturb the stake, but even with her unnatural werewolf strength she was starting to get a little tired.

Or maybe that was just the adrenaline fading.

[dust_of_life]

Fatima patted down a piece of tape across his chest. And for good measure, she ripped a second piece, laying it across in the opposite direction. He wasn't getting unstaked if she could help it. Even with her insane driving.

She ran to the backseat, pulling out a blanket. With practiced ease, she lay it across the guy's body, tucking the edges under.

And when she was done, she took a step back, huffing out a sigh before she turned to look at Gloria. "Well..."

[onthe_rebound]

"I gotta get back." She reached over the slam the trunk, putting the really confusing body out of her line of vision. "They're going to want to know why I was shooting, and if I run it'll look like I was chasing someone."

It'll give her an inch of credibility, which is what she needs at the moment.

[dust_of_life]

All systems had chains of command. And frankly, Fatima was just glad she wasn't being wrestled to the ground. But she had her own chain of command to follow. Which mean that she was going to have to send someone from the Order to deal with this woman. She didn't really love the whole memory wiping business, but she understood why it was important. Insulting to the human race, but important.

"What's your name?" she asked. "Obviously, we need to talk about some stuff, at some point."

Although it seemed more likely she'd be getting a visit from Liam or Artemis.

[onthe_rebound]

"Detective Robinson." She was on the job, so that came out before she even thought too much into it. She then pat down her pockets for a moment, before reaching into her jacket and pulling out her business card. "Gloria. Cell's at the bottom."

Because they obviously won't be talking about work things.

[dust_of_life]

Fatima took the card, stung immediately with guilt about what she had to do. But she nodded slightly. "Thanks. Thanks...Detective."

She paused. "Gloria."

[onthe_rebound]

She nodded, before taking another step backwards. "Drive careful. Getting pulled over with a body in the trunk would suck."

And with that, she was going to take off running back down the sidewalk.