[X] Factual narration of event.
It's the younger, female detective who comes in, carrying a wrapped up burrito and a voice recorder. After she sits down across from you, she unwraps the burrito, and starts the recorder.
Before she can speak, there's another knock at the door, and an Asian man in a uniform walks in. "Detective Ruiz, you're working for the BI now. This is an international incident." He says, while looking pointedly at you.
Ruiz speaks. "What do you mean an international incident. I mean yeah, the vic was from the FS, but that's nothing special."
"The 'vic' was 'Doctor' Hank Hare, a televangelist. He broadcasts from a church outside Atlanta, and has a lot of influence with the FS government, and who could control Flynt. And the only people who are witnesses to his death are a delivery boy, and the male prostitute he hired. Also, there's like fifty grams of coke missing from the room according to the Rent Boy."
"Oh." Ruiz says, "We're fucked."
You raise your hand. "I'm actually a girl."
The man and Ruiz both shoot you an angry look.
"Can I just give my statement already?" You reply. "I want to go to the shop, get my dinner and go home. It's like 2am."
"Fine, give your goddamned statement." The man says, as he pulls out a different recorder. "Go."
"So, I was delivering a pizza to this expensive hotel room, which isn't that weird. I mean I've done this for two days, and I've delivered to porn stars, dealers and schools, so it wasn't that odd. Just swanky." You say. "So, I deliver it, and the dead guy started giving me shit for being late when we don't have a thirty minute guarantee. I sucked it up, and I handed the rent boy the pizza while he paid. He faked paying, so I hung around and beat on the door until he came out to pay up."
"And then what happened?" Said the man.
"He came out angry, and tried to punch me." You reply. "I did a judo throw I picked up at school, and got him in a basic hold. And then he just died right under me, and I just saw it, like his soul or whatever was just gone. It was self defense."
"What do you mean by that?" The man said, "Are you a magician?"
"I guess." You said, "Doctor Rivken said that I was yesterday, and I can kinda see stuff. Like a how one guy working for USF is just a racoon in disguise." You don't really get a response to that, just some stunned silence and quiet cursing from behind the glass.
After that, they decide there's not really much reason to charge you, so they eventually end up just remanding you into Miriam's custody.
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On your way out of the station, you see the detectives and the man in the uniform break out a bottle of scotch. It's just after sunrise. They're going to have a hell of a day.
Miriam meets you in the lobby of the police station, having apparently rushed there after the police called her. "So kiddo, guess who's taking time off?" She asks, as she hands you a cup of coffee.
"I am?"
"Got it in one." Miriam says. "Leena is annoyed, I'm really pissed, and Civic Center is furious that I have a mage working at Mystic Pizza, but I already took the liberty of registering you today."
"How?"
"Leena forged your signature, and we just filled out your paperwork for you." Miriam replied. "Here's your ID card by the way."
You accept the card. "Thank you." You reply awkwardly, not really knowing how to respond.
"Now, I'm going to take you home, and you're going to have a lovely day off, and you won't start anything or I'll kill you." Miriam replies. "Unless you want me to just drop you off somewhere to save the trolley fare."
>What do you want to do now that you have a day off?
>You can go anywhere, or do anything in San Francisco. Wanna get some clothes? You can do that. Wanna try and make some money on a side hustle? You can do that. Seriously, just like think of anything you'd want to do, and you can probably do it.
