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Anita Blake (i_execute) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2009-01-14 01:40:00

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anita blake, deborah morgan, zz:status complete

Partners in crime-fighting [Deborah]
Anita shook the snow off her hair and coat as she walked in the front door of the City Police Department. She flashed a warm smile at the guard who sat bored at the front desk, untwisting paper clips. Stomping snow off her boots, she meandered her way past the maze of desks to her office.

She didn't notice the sign on the door had changed from "X-Files Department: Federal Marshall Anita Blake" to "Preturnatural Crimes: Federal Marshall Anita Blake and Detective Deborah Morgan". Oops.

What couldn't escape her notice, though, was the note left on top of her penguin coffee cup. Someone knew how much she needed her morning cup (or three) of black coffee. She read it and looked around, noticing that the desk that had been there when she arrived for Fox had been replaced in the corner of the room. There was a coat rack now too. She hung her dripping black parka over it, ignoring the puddle of melting snow that formed on the floor. Her scarf and hat quickly followed.

"New partner? Well, hopefully she's not as prejudiced as Dolph was, there are a hell of a lot of monsters here that are on the side of right and quite a number of humans who are really monsters. At least I don't have to worry about some macho asshole trying to help the little lady. I'll help him right to being a soprano, dammit."

Anita hit the button on the coffee machine and waiting for the smell of hot caffeine to fill the office, She wrapped her hands around her mug after filling it and stood at the window, watching the snow fall. And fall. And keep falling until the cars on the street all skidded to the sides and stopped.

"Shit."

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i_unmask
2009-01-14 10:52 am UTC (link)

Deb had absolutely not one clue how she had gotten here. She was baffled at this, it was definitely a police station but this was definitely not Miami. It was cold and snowing. Had she been kidnapped?

Don't be fucking stupid Deb, why would someone kidnap you and bring you to a police station?

She hated that it was the first thing she thought of, that she'd been kidnapped. How could she help it though? Rudy Cooper had done a number on her, and she wouldn't soon forget it, as much as she tried to pretend that she had. She pulled out her gun and opened the door slowly, peering inside. This was fucked up.

Where the hell was she? And how did these people know who she was? She aimed her gun at Anita, with a dangerous look in her eyes. "Start fucking talking. Who the fuck are you? Where the fuck am I? Why the fuck is my name on this door?" That was just to start with. Deb suspected she would have many more questions.

Her hand on the gun was a little shaky, she didn't like not knowing what was going on.

A sign on the door caught her attention though, she couldn't overlook it. It was her name, hers and some other woman's. What kind of game was this?

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i_execute
2009-01-15 02:25 am UTC (link)

Anita heard the footsteps behind her but continued watching the snow. As a stream of frantic, cursing questions came out of the woman's mouth (who, by the way, she could see quite clearly in the window without turning around yet), she smiled. Oh, this one was right up her alley.

"Good morning, you must be Detective Morgan. And you're new. When I got here, I almost shot someone trying to get answers, so trust me when I say I feel your pain. Now why don't you put down that fine piece of hardware and I'll catch you up on the hellhole we find ourselves in now? It could take a while, you might want some coffee. It's mine, not the stations, so it won't make your intestines feel like an internal combustion engine."

She sipped her coffee and finally turned around.

"By the way, I'm Anita Blake. We seem to be working together."

She waved her coffee cup at the note on her desk before sipping again.

"Read it and see. We're partners at the City Police Department, Preturnatural Crimes Division. Welcome to the wild side."

	i_execute 2009-01-25 10:07 am UTC (link)
	Anita shrugged. "It's possible. Maybe you got the car we're supposed to use to get around the City and investigate shit, because I sure didn't get a car. That would actually work out pretty well. Definitely let me know if we have a car." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	i_unmask 2009-01-25 01:56 pm UTC (link)
	"How would I know?" Deb asked. If they had a car, Deb certainly didn't know where it was parked. "I mean, where would it be?" Because if she had to search this whole place in a blizzard would not be very fun for a girl from Miami. "I don't think we should go looking till all this stops." Deb paused and looked very seriously at Anita. "It will stop, won't it?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)