"Hullo! You've reached Daisy's phone. Please leave a message and she'll try to get back to you soon."

Some people might be a little surprised to find a strange naked man in their beds when they woke up; Daisy Day, however, was fairly accustomed.

She was not so accustomed to the occasion where that strange naked man was her, though, really, she'd been expecting a day like this to roll around for practically a year now, since she'd gotten here and ( Read more... )

There was a very rare sight in the bedroom of happy of MHA #11 tonight. The place was in disarray, clothes scattered and thrown haphazardly around the room ( Read more... )

Daisy didn't even want to think of how to explain what had happened on Monday, but, really, it hardly mattered because it meant that she had been unable to get to her last class, and that was very sad and also terribly irresponsible. It was probably a good thing, then, that she was going back to being just a copper for a little while again ( Read more... )

There was still a lot of paperwork to catch up on (surprisingly, considering not a whole lot had actually happened happened while she was out in Minnesota, it seemed), so Daisy was feeling very glad for networking through her computer to get some of her station work done while fulfilling her usual office hours. She felt a little distracted, though ( Read more... )

Daisy's shoulders, kept so dedicatedly square and proper through the entire ordeal in Minnesota, slacked the moment the door to her apartment closed behind her. She let out a breath. She closed her eyes and marveled for a moment at just how rejuvenating it could be to simply be back in your own space ( Read more... )

As if it wasn't bad enough that the first mission Daisy had really been assigned since she transferred overseas was so...well, silly, to be honest, it was made problematic by the fact that there were also several different places all around America that claimed to be the host of the World's Largest Ball of Twine. That in itself seemed a bit of a ( Read more... )

Another quiet Friday night in. It felt, to Daisy, that she'd been having a lot of those lately. There was just something becoming about rounding off a long week of work, justice, and social endeavors with some soft music, even softer candlelight, and a vodka and orange mixed in your own kitchen ( Read more... )

Daisy was in her office that morning, being very good and not giving in to the little desire in the back of her head to pull out a few stop in her computer know-how to try to do a profile on the new cop Cooper had interviewed yesterday. Really, it was none of her business and it was more in her idiom to be hopeful that any cop was a good cop, ( Read more... )

While the day had been a relatively good one, Daisy still couldn't shake that slightly restless feeling she'd been having, which she might have easily chalked up the fact that she hadn't been....well, we'll say out as much as she usually did. In fact, she was pretty sure it'd actually been well over a week since she had a hook-up. So it really ( Read more... )