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It's been thirteen days since the IPD caught her. She's got six weeks to do her 110 hours. Check this, Dr. Z. she's not even procrastinating. Thirteen days in and she's done forty-eight of them already. Count that. Forty-eight. Four hours a day, every day, plus an extra four hours on Monday.
Today, she's got the ITF laundry detail and she's already two hours into a four hour shift. She might even pull another four, since the laundry room's a great place to look at fashion magazines without getting caught by people who don't need to know she's looking at them. Declan. Tesla. Will. Magnus would be okay. She'd probably get it.
She's sprawled on the floor on her stomach with her feet up, waiting for the dryers to stop or the shit she's soaking (she does not want to know what some of those stains are) to be ready to swap to the wash, when she hears footsteps. "First and second washers are open, first through third dryers," she says without looking up.
She's dutiful about her community service, yeah. But no one said she had to be an overachiever.
[OOC: Assuming Kate's wearing something suitably cute and interesting. There would be combat boots and a jacket, studded bracelets, and at least one flash of color involved. Whether Kate picks up she's the one from the note or not is up to you. I'll have Kate recognize her if not.]
Today, she's got the ITF laundry detail and she's already two hours into a four hour shift. She might even pull another four, since the laundry room's a great place to look at fashion magazines without getting caught by people who don't need to know she's looking at them. Declan. Tesla. Will. Magnus would be okay. She'd probably get it.
She's sprawled on the floor on her stomach with her feet up, waiting for the dryers to stop or the shit she's soaking (she does not want to know what some of those stains are) to be ready to swap to the wash, when she hears footsteps. "First and second washers are open, first through third dryers," she says without looking up.
She's dutiful about her community service, yeah. But no one said she had to be an overachiever.
[OOC: Assuming Kate's wearing something suitably cute and interesting. There would be combat boots and a jacket, studded bracelets, and at least one flash of color involved. Whether Kate picks up she's the one from the note or not is up to you. I'll have Kate recognize her if not.]
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Date: 2011-11-02 06:21 am (UTC)"But Will, the guy with the trash pickup time? He's a shrink. Don't tell him I said so, but he's pretty much the best guy I know."
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Date: 2011-11-02 01:52 pm (UTC)"I mean, I don't know a ton personally, but I bet they're all pretty nice," she continued. "You'd have to be, right? To do something like that. Even if they don't actually help anyone, that's what they wanted to do when they started doing it."
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Date: 2011-11-03 02:14 am (UTC)It's not really Kate's business though, since she doesn't know Will. And once she's done shifting this set of loads around, she hops back up on the washers. "Is that why you want to be a cop? To help people?"
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Date: 2011-11-04 10:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-05 02:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-06 04:55 pm (UTC)"I guess no one really needs to have a job here," she said, shrugging. "But it gets kinda boring."
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Date: 2011-11-06 07:13 pm (UTC)"I need a vacation from vacation."