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[ptsdetective]

[Action: 840 Hastings Boulevard.]

[Another day, another crime. With the sun shining and birds singing, Cole gets right up out of bed and walks out of his room. He could use a good coffee or two before going to work.

...Except the woman awaiting him isn't his wife.

Confusion, puzzlement, and other such things flood onto the Detective's face. Okay, this

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[phone]

[paintme_crimson]

[Another day, another new guy.]

You're in Mayfield. Woo.

[phone]

[ptsdetective]

[Cole does not like your attitude, seemingly little girl.]

Could you supply me with more information, ma'am?

[paintme_crimson]

[Try adult woman~]

It's a shitty closed space modeled after 1950's America, supposedly. You're stuck here. Kidnapped. Like the other couple hundred of us here.

[ptsdetective]

[Being a normal guy coming from a mostly normal world, Cole ain't buying it... even though it's the truth.]

You're going to have to provide more evidence than just your word if you expect me to believe something that ludicrous.

[action - bodine]

[fabumax]

[here, have a little shoma who's managed to slip into an incredibly oversized jacket and a hat that covers his eyes walking right into you, tripping over his lengthy pants and knocking over a small rack of assorted shirts with as much grace as a flailing penguin.]

[action - bodine]

[ptsdetective]

[Well, that was an odd series of events. Cole just stumbles forward and turns around, assisting in picking up the fallen clothes after seeing a few drones stare over.]

You shouldn't be wearing those, you'll only end up hurting yourself.

[fabumax]

[shoma blinks, looks down at the mess he made and blinks again. he should... help out, yes, and apologize. so he starts to gather up a shirt or two and places them back on the rack, though not before pulling the hat off of his head.]

It was... a pretty stupid idea, wasn't it? Um, I'm sorry for -- well, all of this. I got carried away.

[ptsdetective]

[The smile on Cole's face is one of those mandatory calming ones.]

It's alright, provided you now understand how dangerous it is...

[Once the shirts are taken care of, Cole holds his hand out for the hat.]

I'll help you find something that fits properly.

action one;

[abovelions]

[morgiana had already passed by one of such photos, with the new face catching her attention. she manages to find the man just before he leaves, quietly observing him. she's holding one of the photos, expecting him to have questions.]

You're going out?

action one;

[ptsdetective]

[Out the door Cole is going... until he turns around and sees the girl.]

I need to find out more information of where I am.

[abovelions]

You're at 840 Hastings. Out there is Mayfield.

You'd get mixed answers out there, but might help.

[ptsdetective]

Are there any answers you could give me?

[She may be a child but Cole has had experiences with children knowing stuff.]

Action two; post-phone call

[so_misfortunate]

...a cop? [ Touma calls from the doorway to the kitchen. He was munching on an apple and listening in, but didn't want to interrupt the guy because he was curious. Yeah, he saw him head out earlier in the day, but he didn't bother to stop him.

At least the guy wasn't wearing a skirt. That was kind of odd. Though he isn't sure how he feels about his official school stuff saying "Touma Phelps" now... Silly Mayfield, don't mix East and West like that. ]

Action two; post-phone call

[ptsdetective]

[A hand goes to the phone as Cole directs his attention toward Touma.]

Yes. That is my profession.

[so_misfortunate]

[ Whoops, looks like the guy might not be done yet. He gestures with a hand as he crosses over to the couch. ] Don't lemme interrupt you. It's not like I've got anywhere to be.

[ptsdetective]

When I am finished with this call, I will get right back to you.

[If you want to, we can have this thread skip forward to after the phone call? :|a]

Phone

[surf_n_makai]

[Since this man is obviously and officer, Kono introduces herself as such.]

Officer Kono Kalakaua, Five-0 Task Force, Honolulu. We're both pretty far from home.

Phone

[ptsdetective]

Do you have any idea where we are, Kalakaua?

Re: Phone

[surf_n_makai]

Mayfield. Where that is I'm not completely sure, but you're basically stuck in the 1950's in middle America somewhere.

Phone

[ptsdetective]

So it is at least three years in the future... that is... odd...