Musings

( Left on her desk at the station )

Today is TMI Tuesday:

There is mold in the corner of my apartment. It is shaped like Jesus, so I have named it George. I wonder if I can get black lung from this.

Erm. Hey everybody - sorry, I've not been around on these. Didn't even notice them before, actually but Been a bit busy with the theater and all. We've had just a few catastrophes disasters technical difficulties lately. No need to worry. I'm sure we'll get it under control Eventually oh god, we're so fucking screwed, we had to sing Octupus' Garden literally under the sea tonight

While our new aquatic themed show does seem to be selling...surprisingly well, does anyone here know of a plumber? Preferably cheap. Good is negotiable at this point. The cheap part isn't.

(Oh. Guys, it's Jim? From The Magic Store? Hamartia? Erm...)

[ This post is locked to A. Miller and J. Warda ]

Officers,

Forum access gives great advantage. Internet age allows transfer of information quickly. Anonymous account keeps people free of consequence. Good, sometimes.

Bloods are gaining stranglehold on Rainier Valley. Each member has become arms of a starfish - cut one off, grows right back. Perhaps even like gray hairs on self-conscious older woman. Sometimes two arrive.

Must always count on gang re-organizing. But take advantage of points of chaos. If target members disappear, temporary turmoil allows for police to crack lower ranks.

Do you follow, officers?

I just thought I would extend a greeting to everyone. I'm Officer Abigail Miller, with the Seattle PD, and Rainier Valley is where I live and work, as well as where I grew up before I came through the portal. I've been here a while, but I'm just moving into the Hamartia. If anyone ever needs some help with the force, I'll be glad to be of assistance. For you new arrivals, welcome to Seattle, and I'd also be glad to help you find anything. I know Rainier Valley best, but I haven't exactly avoided the rest of the city, either.

Shit, I sound so dumb.