Stormee Fae
Senior Member
Time skip?
Next morning.
Sable sat in the interrogation room, her breaks ineffectively wrapped in a half assed attempt to treat her. Sable had to set her arm herself since the cops didn't seem to care how it healed. Leaning back in her seat, she kept her hurt arm in her lap, the other stretched out onto the table. She knew the were watching her behind thay two way mirror but decided not to do anything about it. She really didn't see any way she could get away with hurting or killing one of the innocenr cops. She couldn't live with that. Then the next time they saw her face, they'd have her snagged up so fast and tried for murder. She figured it was best to cooperate as much as she could force herself to do.
The door opened and a copped entered, "You wanna tell us your name?"
Sable stared him in the eye, not making a sound.
"Your age? Where you're from?"
Again, nothing was spoken as she did not break eye contact.
The cop stared back, "You're only making this process go longer,"
"You don't have my prints on file," Sable looked away, smirking slightly.
"We do now, and as soon as we have a name to put them, every cop will have you on their radar."
Sable did not like that threat. Her eyes darted back to the man as he left the room.
Once outside he shook his head in frustration.
"What are we supposed to do? Try her as a kid, an adult, she might be 18. Without more information on her, where are we supposed to put her?"
"I don't know, we'll leave her here for now, get Walker to try and dig up some dirt on her. See what he can get."
Next morning.
Sable sat in the interrogation room, her breaks ineffectively wrapped in a half assed attempt to treat her. Sable had to set her arm herself since the cops didn't seem to care how it healed. Leaning back in her seat, she kept her hurt arm in her lap, the other stretched out onto the table. She knew the were watching her behind thay two way mirror but decided not to do anything about it. She really didn't see any way she could get away with hurting or killing one of the innocenr cops. She couldn't live with that. Then the next time they saw her face, they'd have her snagged up so fast and tried for murder. She figured it was best to cooperate as much as she could force herself to do.
The door opened and a copped entered, "You wanna tell us your name?"
Sable stared him in the eye, not making a sound.
"Your age? Where you're from?"
Again, nothing was spoken as she did not break eye contact.
The cop stared back, "You're only making this process go longer,"
"You don't have my prints on file," Sable looked away, smirking slightly.
"We do now, and as soon as we have a name to put them, every cop will have you on their radar."
Sable did not like that threat. Her eyes darted back to the man as he left the room.
Once outside he shook his head in frustration.
"What are we supposed to do? Try her as a kid, an adult, she might be 18. Without more information on her, where are we supposed to put her?"
"I don't know, we'll leave her here for now, get Walker to try and dig up some dirt on her. See what he can get."