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[armed_guv]

WHO: Gene Hunt [OPEN]

WHERE: A random corridor

WHAT: A very annoyed new inhabitant

The Guv is not a happy man.

For a start they’ve had had his gun taken off him, for the second they’ve been telling him the biggest pile of bollocks he’s heard since Sam’s last ‘procedural meeting’ and third, no one has told him where the bloody pub is.

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[queen_bee_blair]

Blair was on a mission.

The mission: gather materials for the perfect night of mindblowingly awesome lesbian sex with Serena. And as she struggled back to the room with candles, satin, and a bag full of rose petals, some idiot was in her way.

"Ugh, why do all of you drunken weirdos have to congregate in my hallway?!" Glaring at Gene, Blair huffed as she stalked past him and the guard.

[armed_guv]

"Who the bloody 'ell are you?" Gene mutters, looking entirely obviously at Blair's chest.

[queen_bee_blair]

You better be lucky Blair just turned eighteen.

"Me? Who am I? Blair Waldorf. And who are you? Wait, don't answer that, because I don't care. You're obviously not popular enough for me to know about, and I doubt you're rich enough for me to care about. Now, if you'll excuse me, SOME of us have girlfriends." Her smile became sickeningly sweet.

"Enjoy your right hand."

[armed_guv]

Gene watches the stuck up bitch walk away down the corridor. Once he is sure she is - mostly - out of earshot he mutters: "Bloody cheap tart."

[di_oftheyear]

It hadn't taken too long for Sam to decide sitting at a computer wouldn't help him figure out things any more than he understood them before. Might as well see where he was, and how the hell to get out of whatever state of consciousness brought this abrupt change on.

And from there, it hadn't taken too long to realize the signs, guard laying sprayed on the ground, collar rumpled, and swaggering figure up ahead.

"Guv?" he calls out, honestly wondering that if the year was supposed to be 2008, how the bloody GUV was still wandering around.

[armed_guv]

Gene hears the voice, and it immediately irritates him. Yeh, well maybe he doesn't mind so much seeing a familiar face, not that he'd ever tell the fancy ponce from Hyde anything of the sort.

"Tyler!" he roars, and storms down the corridor, pushing him against the wall when he reaches him. "Is this summat to do with you?"

[di_oftheyear]

Sam grunts as he's shoved against the wall, because that's just a lovely way of greeting someone. Honestly, he should be used to it by now. "Oi! Don't look at me, I've jus' as much idea what's going on as you do."

[armed_guv]

"Christ. Is your insanity bloody catching, Sammy, or did that tosser from Hyde decide to send the entire department down the yellow brick road out of spite?"

Gene lets go but he's still not backing off.

"Does this hallucination have a boozer?"