INK RIBBON // 12

[notzombiefood]

I can't turn my back for a second, huh? The last thing we need is a mob going after one person, so I'll ask one thing: What's going to be done? Someone's already called for a lawyer, so I assume a trial of some sort. Until then, I offer keeping the kid at the Police Station, in order to protect him from anyone looking to settle the "score

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[iron_fans]

Hm...you're the one running the police force, right?

[notzombiefood]

You could say that. How can I help you?

[iron_fans]

I was wondering if I could join. I'd like to help out if I can.

[notzombiefood]

The more the merrier. Any experience? What are your abilities?

[iron_fans]

I was raised as a warrior. I can't Bend and I don't have special abilities, but I've had extensive training with hand-to-hand combat and some weapons.

after a million yearssss

[notzombiefood]

All right. What's your name?

and a reply after a few millennia!

[iron_fans]

Oh, sorry, I guess I forgot to introduce myself. It's Suki.

and longer still!

[notzombiefood]

I'm Chris. Nice to meet you, Suki. Glad to have you on the team.

the real reason the dinosaurs died: my slow as hell tagging!

[iron_fans]

I'm glad to help. And it's nice to meet you too!