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life on mars (d1) gene hunt

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[hello, Astral Plane. have a Gene Hunt. a very unhappy Gene Hunt. and he's every right to be, really! one of the scumbag child molesters he put away about six years ago is out on parole and there's whispers on the streets, but nothing even he can justify sending people out for. it's put him in quite the mood.

he's also rather peeved he's got a Cheetah person following him around, but let's not get into that

so! anyone who's interested? the Guv is currently sitting at the bar, which has been miraculously restocked since exploding, nursing a pint of bitter. because it's what he does]

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[looks over the map, whisky in one hand, cig hanging out his mouth, then snorts and shakes his head] That's more like it, Kirihara. Sounding like yourself again. You think you're gonna be able to nick the bastards, though?

[Sits with her chin in her hand, glaring at the wall of the bar.] If the team they formed to handle it will even listen to me.

[She sighs and shakes her head.] But what about you? Did something happen?

Speak loud enough they will.

[shakes his head] Not yet. That's what bothers me.

[Her turn to wait until he says something. She pours herself another glass.]

[he's enjoying his whisky, woman, don't make him talk!]

[She will wait until all the ~~rum~~ whisky is gone if she has to. :| ]

[curses, foiled again] Bloke got out who shoulda been serving life, if you ask me. Got some whispers in the streets, but nothing more.

[Sip.] Whispers?

Yeah. Kids going missing for a bit, showing up in other parts of the city, talking 'bout bein' touched. Sometimes they got marks on 'em, too. But it's all pretty hush-hush right now and we can't pinpoint anything.

[Her grip on the glass tightens.] Kids. Why kids? Why always kids?

'cause they're easy to hurt, luv. And 'cause there's too many scum out there that know that.

I know. [She rubs her forehead.] It's just... [And now she's tapping her fingers against her lips, trying to think of how to say it.]

In PANDORA. There were kids. Child Contractors.

Yeah? What were they doing there, then?

...they use them for research.

And you worked for these bastards at one point?

If we're speaking in technicalities, then no. PANDORA doesn't fall under the jurisdiction of any one government.

Fine. I'll give you that. What do you intend on doing about it, though?

I don't know. Since it doesn't fall under the influence of the Japanese government... Making their activities known to the public is a potential idea, but they'd bury me so deep, so fast, even I wouldn't know where I'd disappeared to.

That's the biggest load of bullocks I've ever heard.

How so?

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