New York City, 2007
"I get it, I do, really," Jen said dryly to the suspect she'd wrestled to the ground and was currently handcuffing. "It's a real problem -- all the kids getting sucked in, impacting society negatively, all of that. I understand."
She hauled the kid to his feet and started hustling him back toward the time ship, raising her voice so she could cut him off before he started to protest again.
"Which doesn't mean you were within your rights to try and stop Tumblr from ever existing. You can't just blame that for you not doing your homework . . ."
[OOC: . . . I have no idea. Look, it's been an arrow repair night so I've been breathing glue and acetone fumes for hours.]
She hauled the kid to his feet and started hustling him back toward the time ship, raising her voice so she could cut him off before he started to protest again.
"Which doesn't mean you were within your rights to try and stop Tumblr from ever existing. You can't just blame that for you not doing your homework . . ."
[OOC: . . . I have no idea. Look, it's been an arrow repair night so I've been breathing glue and acetone fumes for hours.]