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taxonomites2010-04-08 08:27 pm
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[✘] one; holo; central building; arrival.
Rebecca Locke is not a stranger to find herself in unfamiliar places. On the job, she’s come to expect it – whatever that says about her, it’s probably not positive, and it’s likely to get her locked in a room with a leather couch and a woman who wants to know all about her feelings, if her boss weren’t the manipulative bastard that he is. Small miracles.
It’s not the fact that she doesn’t recognize this room that alarms her. It’s the fact that she doesn’t recognize how she got here. She hasn’t woken up here – she simply is here. No tranquilisers or paralytics or two-by-fours over the head involved. That’s the part she doesn’t understand, and whatever Rebecca doesn’t understand, she desperately wants to.
She surveys the room at first – the walls and the ceiling. If there are cameras, they’re well-hidden. So it’s not your garden variety psycho that likes to lock girls up in their basement. Could be a wealthy, connected psycho that likes to lock girls up in their basement. Which would put her in an estate out past the suburbs, or a government facility in the heart of downtown. There are other possibilities, still. Too many.
For example, maybe the cameras aren’t hidden. Maybe they aren’t there. Maybe there are no microphones either, in which case yelling won’t do any good. There is some sort of device nearby. She’s supposing her abductor wants to communicate with her through it. In that case, maybe it’s someone with a scientist complex, and she’s the rat chasing the cheese. Could just be a bored sociopath enabled by too much Saw, but there’s a distinct lack of escalation, if that’s the case.
Only one way to find out.
Rebecca picks up the device. She could start with her government title, read them their rights, and insist on being let go. But they both know that’s not going to happen. Besides, she’s still got her badge on her. If they took her, it’s because she’s with the FBI, which means there’s no sense in acting the scared victim either.
She’ll be frank then. Keep it short. She activates the tablet and speaks into it like she would a walkie-talkie. No need for introductions.
“Who am I speaking to?”
[ ooc | as mentioned in my ooc post, backdated to just a few hours before the doctor's trial. ♥ ]
It’s not the fact that she doesn’t recognize this room that alarms her. It’s the fact that she doesn’t recognize how she got here. She hasn’t woken up here – she simply is here. No tranquilisers or paralytics or two-by-fours over the head involved. That’s the part she doesn’t understand, and whatever Rebecca doesn’t understand, she desperately wants to.
She surveys the room at first – the walls and the ceiling. If there are cameras, they’re well-hidden. So it’s not your garden variety psycho that likes to lock girls up in their basement. Could be a wealthy, connected psycho that likes to lock girls up in their basement. Which would put her in an estate out past the suburbs, or a government facility in the heart of downtown. There are other possibilities, still. Too many.
For example, maybe the cameras aren’t hidden. Maybe they aren’t there. Maybe there are no microphones either, in which case yelling won’t do any good. There is some sort of device nearby. She’s supposing her abductor wants to communicate with her through it. In that case, maybe it’s someone with a scientist complex, and she’s the rat chasing the cheese. Could just be a bored sociopath enabled by too much Saw, but there’s a distinct lack of escalation, if that’s the case.
Only one way to find out.
Rebecca picks up the device. She could start with her government title, read them their rights, and insist on being let go. But they both know that’s not going to happen. Besides, she’s still got her badge on her. If they took her, it’s because she’s with the FBI, which means there’s no sense in acting the scared victim either.
She’ll be frank then. Keep it short. She activates the tablet and speaks into it like she would a walkie-talkie. No need for introductions.
“Who am I speaking to?”
[ ooc | as mentioned in my ooc post, backdated to just a few hours before the doctor's trial. ♥ ]