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drina perez (yourdefender) wrote in inpoormerit,

Drina nodded her head in understanding. "Aaah, I see. And I thought that New York cops were bad." She listened to his description of a recent encounter with a police woman and she found herself almost amused. "Sounds to me, Cathair, that she found you rather adorable. Then again, most American women find themselves weak in the knees whenever an accent is shot there way. Particularly an English or Irish one."

"You're absolutely right." Drina was wild and she was brash. Two years ago, she would have tried to escape that very night. However, she was trapped within the circumstances; she was pregnant and could not, would not jeopardize the well-being of her child. Also, for all she knew, there were children on the island. What if there were others on the island that were not allowed to wander around like her or Cathair? What if they were trapped somewhere as an insurance policy?

She was afraid of that. And the fact that he was so right, even though his statement was rather cryptic, scared her even more. What if they tried to do something to her baby? The thought of harm being delivered to her child sent shivers down her spine; she knew without a doubt that she would enter a blind rage and would probably kill anyone in her way.

"We can stop by the pharmacy first, if you want," Drina was quite used to the sun, having lived most of her life in Texas. However, this was tropical heat and it was quite humid compared to the dry heat of Texas. "Then head on to the pub?" She felt her stomach rumble a bit in hunger. "Unless we're being poisoned, I think fashioning a weapon can wait just a bit."