May 07, 2010 20:51
Shufti is on duty in the main bar, her badge clearly visible.
She's also trying out an interesting purple drink the bar gave her. And discreetly sewing name labels onto a small school shirt under the table; but don't take that to mean she's any less aware of her surroundings.
shufti,
fiona glenanne
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She does stop by the restroom to freshen up. She has blood all over the front of her shirt still, caked and dried brown stains where she held him while he changed.
Her first thought is to go take a shower, but then she sees the woman from Security, and another wave of rage, white hot and intent, sears through her.
"You're Security, right?"
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"Yes, can I help you?"
She puts the shirt down - with that much blood there could be something going down right now.
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Fiona doesn't seem to be agitated, but she is furious. She grabs one of the chairs and spins it around backwards before straddling it, getting right up close to Shufti. Her voice is low and intent.
"Someone assaulted him to the point where they triggered his shape shifting defense mechanism."
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"Is he safe now?" she asks first, in case they need to get him some medical attention before the report.
She's not exactly Ramon Salazar's fan, but you can't have a rule for some and not for others.
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