A Change in Approach
Title: A change in approach (or never tell me that it doesn't exist for a reason, I will write it.)
Author: CollywobbleKiwi
Rating: pg-13 for Leon/a's mouth
Word count: 459
Pairings or characters involved: D and Leon/a
Notes: Hi! So I'm new to this and I don't know if anybody still writes here but I've been into PSOH for years and only just got my act together to start writing about it... which has emerged in the form of gender-swap drabbles because if you can think it, it has got to be on the net somewhere, and if it isn't you're obliged to provide it.
Leona walks into the shop and stops dead with a mental curse as the proprietor slips around the screen. Ok so she had been told this was the pet shop of Count D but that is most definitely a chick; Leona might like playing the dumb blond but she knows titties when she sees them and though small, those are definitely titties, small, probably a B and curving nicely under all that si… why is she eyeing up another woman’s breasts? Damn, anyway, so potential witness/suspect has suddenly changed gender, this calls for a whole different approach.
She chucks away the brash and direct behaviour that works for her with men, keeping them off guard as she pounds them with questions and accusations (hey nobody said her style was ~smooth~) “Hello I’m Detective Leona Orcot with the LAPD and I was hoping to talk to a Count D…” she hands her badge over smiling her best “I’m totally not a threat” smile, only slightly envious of the well-manicured nails she sees… fuck are they long.
“Oh I am sorry…” the pretty Chinese woman replies with a soft voice which must make men stand to attention when it slides over them like silk “… my grandfather is out of the country right now. Will I suffice?”
Well you’ll have to if he’s not here, Leona thinks with another mental curse but outwardly nods, keeping up her smile
“Well you might have heard about the death of Robin Heindritch? Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?”
“Of course not…” eyes scan her hands so quick she almost doesn’t catch it “…Miss Detective… please takes a seat.”
“Thank you … uh… Miss D?”
“Just D will do please Miss Detective…”
So she takes a seat and sprawls because sometimes chicks aren’t so threatened when she acts more like a guy but a narrow eyed look at her stance has her sitting up a little more and frumbling for her barely used notebook and pen. Damn if she had known this was going to be a chick she would have worn that skirt at the back of her cupboard that goes over her knees, no chick ever thinks she’s threatening when she’s dressed like someone’s granny.
For all her nice behaviour though she ends up with nothing more a possible charge of grave desecration because D catches her in the romantic moment of putting the lizard’s bones in with Heindritch. Next time she just treats the lovely Miss D like a male witness but brings Godiva because what woman can resist Godiva? She almost eats the box in the car herself. Still doesn’t get anything accept a hell of a lot of rabbit bites but she feels more affective anyway.
Author: CollywobbleKiwi
Rating: pg-13 for Leon/a's mouth
Word count: 459
Pairings or characters involved: D and Leon/a
Notes: Hi! So I'm new to this and I don't know if anybody still writes here but I've been into PSOH for years and only just got my act together to start writing about it... which has emerged in the form of gender-swap drabbles because if you can think it, it has got to be on the net somewhere, and if it isn't you're obliged to provide it.
Leona walks into the shop and stops dead with a mental curse as the proprietor slips around the screen. Ok so she had been told this was the pet shop of Count D but that is most definitely a chick; Leona might like playing the dumb blond but she knows titties when she sees them and though small, those are definitely titties, small, probably a B and curving nicely under all that si… why is she eyeing up another woman’s breasts? Damn, anyway, so potential witness/suspect has suddenly changed gender, this calls for a whole different approach.
She chucks away the brash and direct behaviour that works for her with men, keeping them off guard as she pounds them with questions and accusations (hey nobody said her style was ~smooth~) “Hello I’m Detective Leona Orcot with the LAPD and I was hoping to talk to a Count D…” she hands her badge over smiling her best “I’m totally not a threat” smile, only slightly envious of the well-manicured nails she sees… fuck are they long.
“Oh I am sorry…” the pretty Chinese woman replies with a soft voice which must make men stand to attention when it slides over them like silk “… my grandfather is out of the country right now. Will I suffice?”
Well you’ll have to if he’s not here, Leona thinks with another mental curse but outwardly nods, keeping up her smile
“Well you might have heard about the death of Robin Heindritch? Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?”
“Of course not…” eyes scan her hands so quick she almost doesn’t catch it “…Miss Detective… please takes a seat.”
“Thank you … uh… Miss D?”
“Just D will do please Miss Detective…”
So she takes a seat and sprawls because sometimes chicks aren’t so threatened when she acts more like a guy but a narrow eyed look at her stance has her sitting up a little more and frumbling for her barely used notebook and pen. Damn if she had known this was going to be a chick she would have worn that skirt at the back of her cupboard that goes over her knees, no chick ever thinks she’s threatening when she’s dressed like someone’s granny.
For all her nice behaviour though she ends up with nothing more a possible charge of grave desecration because D catches her in the romantic moment of putting the lizard’s bones in with Heindritch. Next time she just treats the lovely Miss D like a male witness but brings Godiva because what woman can resist Godiva? She almost eats the box in the car herself. Still doesn’t get anything accept a hell of a lot of rabbit bites but she feels more affective anyway.