[cream of the cop] Day One
Forward-dated to Tuesday Afternoon
This morning, Ilsa had retrieved the milk from the step as she usually does, but this time there is a postcard tucked in with the bottles:
Considering the radio broadcast the evening before, it was quite likely this was a new law. But until they had more information, she wasn’t willing to risk it. She poured the milk down the sink, as usual, following it with half a box of baking soda and hot water.
This afternoon, on the way home from work, her usual smile becomes the vacuous beaming of one of the droned.
But this drone holds a lovely leaf-blade dagger in her properly-gloved hand.
((OOC: Ilsa is kill!droned, and armed. Responses will be processed Tuesday afternoon (GMT -5). Feel free to contact me at my plurk for plotting questions.))
This morning, Ilsa had retrieved the milk from the step as she usually does, but this time there is a postcard tucked in with the bottles:
Considering the radio broadcast the evening before, it was quite likely this was a new law. But until they had more information, she wasn’t willing to risk it. She poured the milk down the sink, as usual, following it with half a box of baking soda and hot water.
This afternoon, on the way home from work, her usual smile becomes the vacuous beaming of one of the droned.
But this drone holds a lovely leaf-blade dagger in her properly-gloved hand.
((OOC: Ilsa is kill!droned, and armed. Responses will be processed Tuesday afternoon (GMT -5). Feel free to contact me at my plurk for plotting questions.))