The Detective would stumble out of a bar. His lips stained with buffalo sauce as he slowly made the walk home.

:) mmmm thank you X

"Fuck me dude.. this case is botched.."

"Honestly.. kinda like that. You would be surprised how understanding some people might be."

"Afternoon.." He stumbled into his office looking like death.

" . . . " The Detective had a look of disbelief for a moment. "And no one really questioned it?.."

"So.. you just.. appeared.. poof.. woke up just like that?" He asked gently scratching his face. "That's.. interesting.. how recent did you 'manifested'?.."

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He would raise an eyebrow for a moment as he glanced at the hologram. "Huh.. can't say I ever heard of this prototype of a ship.." The Detective would gently scratch his face.

"Well then I don't know what to tell you. That's the best connection I have for you here with all the information that was provided this far." He would soon stuff his phone back into his pocket.

"My motorcycle?" He would turn the phone around. "Woof.. I forgot about this.." He would tap away once again, turning the phone back to her to show her the warship.

"Imagine having an archnemess and not a general target on your back." He would laugh softly before shaking his head.

He would be leaning out his office window, enjoying the night time air.

/Respectfully (and arguably even moreso as a woman yourself), the idea of turning a beloved character who was a victim of rape into the very antithesis of her trauma has got to be one of the most disgusting things I've seen someone do on this site. And I've been on Twitter for a decade. Shame.

The Detective would make his way to the local coffee shop in regular clothing. His hair is a mess due to bed head. "Hey can I get a large black coffee.. and a baker dozen of donuts mixed.."

Troy would take a moment to shake some pills into his hand before showering them into his mouth.

The Detective would be sitting in his office smoking. Leaning back in his chair enjoying the day.

"Well.. by the sound of it.. you're not from around here.. here let me show you.." He would reach into his pocket to yank out a modified W888. Tapping away before showing her the screen.

"Wait wait.. hold on.. The USS Kearsage.. the wasp-class battleship.. you.." He had a confused look on his face. Some smoke escaping from his nose.

The Detective would be playing Tetris on his phone.

The Detective would have his office phone up to his ear. "Yeah I'll take a veggie lovers pie.. and a box of thirty wings buffalo.. . . . Yeah it will be cash.. same place." He said before hanging up the call.

"No no.. I mean.. alright.. What are you?.. You're not organic right?"

"All I'm saying is burning down that church was a tactical advantage. They were using it as a way to sneak around the town. Removing it was necessary"

"Eh fuck em." He said before pouring himself a drink. "The cult of dagon had that shit coming."

The Detective would place his cigarette between his lips, before leaning over. Letting the ember light the tip. Some smoke would escape from his nose. "Apparently it bud."

"Yeah.. but I'm not going to.. no offense to you or anything.. just need my fix." The Detective would place his hands in his pockets to watch his cigarette get lit by her. Soon reaching over to grab it and place it between his lips. "Thanks toots. So what's your deal anyway?"

He would carefully hold up a cigarette between two of his fingers. "I meant a lighter.."

"Anyone got a light?.."

I just remembered one time where I was comparing near-death stories with another adventurer, and I'd just gotten through like, a fifth of my tragic backstory bullshit, and she just looked me dead in the eye and said "Oi! You're really a fuckin' cockroach motherfucker ain't you?!" I still laugh.

"ꜱᴘʀᴇᴀᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡɪɴɢꜱ, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ꜰᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ꜰʟʏ..."

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"Look.. all I'm saying is that rocksalt is a good way to stop most ghosts.. it's none lethal too." He said before finishing loading a double barrel.

💎”I want you~”💎

"Honestly. A burger and fries at this hour seems good right about now."

The Detective would watch his office burn from the ground floor. Sitting on the hood of his car as he would carefully light a cigarette.

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓑𝓾𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓻'𝓼 𝓗𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓑𝓮𝓵𝓵 "𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰?"

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