Who: Rosa Diaz and OPEN What: Arriving When: Monday evening Where: In front of City Hall Warnings: Rosa is definitely going to punch someone. Status: OPEN/On-Going
What kind of messed up happening was walking out of the precinct, not even making it to her damn bike, and suddenly standing in the middle of small town somewhere? Somewhere that wasn't Brooklyn, wasn't even New York.
Rosa paused, eyes narrowing as she took in her surroundings. The building behind her said City Hall, it was obviously the middle of freaking winter. Which she wasn't dressed for but that was the least of her concerns right now. Small town, disgusting. Bike gone, someone was going to die for that. And she was in okay shape. Exactly the same shape as she had been a moment ago. No aches or any fuzziness that would indicate she'd been knocked out somehow. And that was the only thing she could think of that would make her lose time like that.
The very first person she saw, she grabbed by the shirt, glaring. It was impossible to mistake the danger in her eyes. She was a woman brimming with anger and not afraid to take it out on a stranger.
“You. What the hell is this place? What am I doing here?”