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[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[nursing a black eye and sniffling, muttering under her breath before trying to pretend her eye isn't bothering her]

Sam? Anyone around? N-not that it's really important. Just... [trails off and shakes her head before wandering around searching]

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[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[quickly covers her eye because that's totally not suspicious] H-Hi, Sam! Uhm, can I ask you for some advice?

[didorothy]

[hi, Sam saw that. He's not a detective because he's pretty, you know] What on, Fumie?

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[still covering her eye anyway] Let's say hypothetically that someone has been ambushed. What's, uhm, a good course of action?

[didorothy]

[oh, crap] I need more details on the situation than that.

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[frowns, then drops her hand] We were doing a stakeout on that smuggling ring. They were waiting for us, though.

[didorothy]

Give me the layout of the area. The most important thing is getting the officers in there out in one piece. You need to get some place where you can call in back-up.

--you do have back-up on standby, right?

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[hops from foot to foot] Ray is unconscious and we sent the others out to find a missing girl. [frowns] I hope they found her.

[didorothy]

All right... Fumie, you and Mu need to stay here. Don't go back. When the realities switch back, me'n the Guv can take care of it.

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[frowns] But Sam!

[didorothy]

Fumie. The Guv'll call off the bet. He didn't mean it. He was just being an idiot, as the status quo goes.

[translation: Gene will call off the bet or Sam will kill him]

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[frowns] He told you about it?

[didorothy]

I deduced it. Handy thing about being a detective, that.

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

Did he tell you what it was for?

[didorothy]

I haven't asked him.

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

Oh, okay. [won't mention it, then!]

[didorothy]

....What was it?

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[hops from foot to foot] Uhm, well, he said

[didorothy]

...You what?

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[makes a face] If I lost, I would have to stay away from you.

[didorothy]

I'll talk to him about it. [not amused!]

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[happier] Okay. I still don't understand why he's so stuck on that.

[didorothy]

He's - ... [frowns] I have no idea, actually. I should ask him.

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[nods] You should. It doesn't make an logical sense.

[didorothy]

I will.