bang bang, my baby shot me down { ARRIVAL ; OPEN }
Characters: Tony Redgrave, Dante, open!
Where: Debriefing room
When: At... his arrival? Now?
Summary: A very disoriented Tony takes his first step into the ring. Chaos ensues.
Warnings: Foul language, maybe okay, definitely.
To say Tony was disoriented was putting it nicely. One minute he had been in the middle of a meeting with his squad actually getting somewhere with a case that had seemed like cold turkey, the next he'd passed out and woken up... here with one hell of a migraine to show for the trip. The police officer didn't even move to leave his glass enclosure at first, merely threw an arm over his eyes to keep the light from agitating his pounding headache further. What the hell was this? Had someone actually gotten suicidal enough to raid the police department? No, that was unlikely considering the thing he was being held inside. If there were any gangs ballsy enough to raid the police department he would have already been dead by now.
"Phase complete." A metallic hiss sounded and Tony willed himself to raise his arm to see the glass lifting before him. "Report to debriefing."
Tony let out a quiet sigh, briefly reminded of his early days within the police force. Without the whole... pod and computer voice, anyway. He stepped out of the pod, managing to retain his composure as he glanced about the room be found himself in, furrowing his brows and frowning. Phase? Someone had phased him here?
Well, there was only one way to find out -- report to debriefing. ... wherever that was.
Where: Debriefing room
When: At... his arrival? Now?
Summary: A very disoriented Tony takes his first step into the ring. Chaos ensues.
Warnings: Foul language, maybe okay, definitely.
To say Tony was disoriented was putting it nicely. One minute he had been in the middle of a meeting with his squad actually getting somewhere with a case that had seemed like cold turkey, the next he'd passed out and woken up... here with one hell of a migraine to show for the trip. The police officer didn't even move to leave his glass enclosure at first, merely threw an arm over his eyes to keep the light from agitating his pounding headache further. What the hell was this? Had someone actually gotten suicidal enough to raid the police department? No, that was unlikely considering the thing he was being held inside. If there were any gangs ballsy enough to raid the police department he would have already been dead by now.
"Phase complete." A metallic hiss sounded and Tony willed himself to raise his arm to see the glass lifting before him. "Report to debriefing."
Tony let out a quiet sigh, briefly reminded of his early days within the police force. Without the whole... pod and computer voice, anyway. He stepped out of the pod, managing to retain his composure as he glanced about the room be found himself in, furrowing his brows and frowning. Phase? Someone had phased him here?
Well, there was only one way to find out -- report to debriefing. ... wherever that was.