Take off your pants in the back of the squad car
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Your gun belt hits the floor of the backseat with a loud thud. | Your gun belt hits the floor of the backseat with a loud thud. | ||
| - | Your eyes connect in the rear view mirror with your partner Tim's as you unzip your pants | + | Your eyes connect in the rear view mirror with your partner Tim's as you unzip your pants and wiggle out of them. Your long, toned legs are covered in blood and you need to stop the bleeding immediately. You have a nice little gash on your lower left calf and it hurts immensely. |
| - | + | Thinking back to having to shoot the young man, tears fill your eyes and you cry out, "I had to shoot him," with a sob. | |
| - | + | Tim replies with, "Are you okay?" | |
| - | + | "No," you sob. "Pull over and get the first aid kit." | |
| - | + | Tim immediately pulls off the side of the road and gets ready to park the squad car in a rough-looking black neighborhood. From the waist down, you are wearing only a silky black g-string reserved for your husband's eyes. Tim opens the rear door, getting down on his knees to clean your wound. | |
| - | + | Your demonic senses help you notice a group of black teenage boys playing basketball in the backyard at the other end of the black. Tim is unaware of them. | |
| - | + | *[[Elevate your leg so Tim can stitch you up.]] | |
| - | + | *[[Shift into the alpha of the black teenage boys.]] | |
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| - | *[[Elevate your leg so Tim can stitch you up]] | + | |
| - | *[[Shift into the alpha of the black teenage boys]] | + | |
{{RampageTemplate|who=[[Victoria Gates|Injured Female Police Officer]]}} | {{RampageTemplate|who=[[Victoria Gates|Injured Female Police Officer]]}} | ||
[[Category: Rampage]] | [[Category: Rampage]] | ||
Current revision as of 21:39, 5 September 2017
Your gun belt hits the floor of the backseat with a loud thud.
Your eyes connect in the rear view mirror with your partner Tim's as you unzip your pants and wiggle out of them. Your long, toned legs are covered in blood and you need to stop the bleeding immediately. You have a nice little gash on your lower left calf and it hurts immensely.
Thinking back to having to shoot the young man, tears fill your eyes and you cry out, "I had to shoot him," with a sob.
Tim replies with, "Are you okay?"
"No," you sob. "Pull over and get the first aid kit."
Tim immediately pulls off the side of the road and gets ready to park the squad car in a rough-looking black neighborhood. From the waist down, you are wearing only a silky black g-string reserved for your husband's eyes. Tim opens the rear door, getting down on his knees to clean your wound.
Your demonic senses help you notice a group of black teenage boys playing basketball in the backyard at the other end of the black. Tim is unaware of them.
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| Injured Female Police Officer |
