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Private always said we're gonna be true

Discussion in 'Pandopolis City' started by Tuesday Simmons, Aug 17, 2019.

  1. Tuesday Simmons

    Tuesday Simmons Carole & Tuesday

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    DATE: August 14
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    Thump.

    The little pink suitcase bumped against the outside of a door it simply no longer had the power to identify. Its built-in GPS had been off for quite a long time and its rolling wheels had carried it up and down streets aimlessly, strangers watching it go by with wide eyed confusion.

    Thump thump thump.

    By then, it no longer seemed to be able to turn itself around, the side of it with the screen that portrayed a screen that looked suspiciously as though it could have been the menu of a cell phone cracking against the hard door's surface.

    "Warning. Battery low. Please charge."

    Thump thump thump thump thump.
     
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  2. Toby Daye

    Toby Daye October Daye

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    Toby was just having a normal day. Regular and straight forward. A few meetings, a number of files to look over, and then she was also trying to figure out where she was going to move DI. After all, it was getting too big for this little office even though this office was leagues bigger than her previous one. Blackhaven to Midcourt and now... down by the docs or towards suburbia? Choices, choices, choices.

    She had a report in one hand and a coffee in the other when she heard some sort of knock on the front door. Or rather, it wasn't quite a knock. Instead it was.... a thump. Or three. Or six. One eyebrow lifted and Toby walked towards the front door with a curious look on her face. She couldn't quite tell what that noise was and the only way to check.

    Toby dropped the file on Lena's desk and then opened the front door. She was looking for someone person height and was further confused as her gaze dropped to a... suitcase? What the fuck? She stared at it, uncertain what she was supposed to do next.
     
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  3. Tuesday Simmons

    Tuesday Simmons Carole & Tuesday

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    The door opened.

    "Warning," the robotic male voice repeated. In the corner of the suitcase's screen, there was a blinking battery sign not unlike one a mobile phone may have had. Suddenly, the pink suitcase began to roll again, pumping into the woman's leg and then changing course a few inches to the right, just enough to get past her and roll its way straight into the office.

    "Battery low. Please charge."
     
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  4. Toby Daye

    Toby Daye October Daye

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    Warning. The voice startled Toby for a hot second and she looked down at that suitcase with a weird thought. What if there was someone jammed inside of that thing? Trojan Horse against Daye Investigations?

    That would be really stupid of someone.

    She watched as it rolled into the main office as bold as you please, one eyebrow raising as she continued to hear it rattle about a low battery. The brunette followed it for a moment, before bending around and trying to figure out where a port was.

    "If you lead a horse to water..." She muttered it slightly before putting a hand on the suitcase to guide it to the nearest outlet in a wall. "Can you plug yourself in? Do I need to?" Why the fuck was she talking to a suitcase? Pandora. That was why.
     
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  5. Tuesday Simmons

    Tuesday Simmons Carole & Tuesday

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    "Warning. Battery low."

    As she nudged the pink suitcase toward the nearest outlet, it let her do just that with ease. "Please charge. Warning. Battery low. Please ch-- ch-- cha-- Warn-- Warning--" Suddenly, the robotic voice was beginning to stutter over and over like a cd stuck skipping through the same loop, unable to get over that little hump of its. "Pl-- Please-- Pluh-- Pluh-- Warn--" A little white port on the right side began to smoke a bit as the screen began to flicker away and back, away and back, the colors on the screen distorting to something less than natural. With each passing second, the smoke seemed to worsen and the volume of the robotic male voice rose with it.

    "Warning. Battery low. PLEASE CH-- PL-- W-- W-- W-- W-- WARNING. SYSTEM COMPROMISED--"

    Without warning, there were three knocks at the door the pink suitcase had come through.
     
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  6. Toby Daye

    Toby Daye October Daye

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    It seemed to stutter and have itself a moment while it tried to communicate but Toby couldn't be sure if the suitcase was talking to her or just talking in general. Like a door alarm in a fancy car that was on the fritz and kept repeating itself. Something Toby had seen when Harry's magic had gone off in a more modern car one night on a stake out. Hilarious in retrospect but it hadn't been at the time. It had been annoying.

    Toby had been scratching her head slightly before there was sudden knocking at the front door of Daye Investigations. She had been standing next to the receptionist desk where the pink suitcase had stopped but she looked up at the door with an eyebrow raised. "Come in." Her voice easily called out the fact that the door was unlocked but Toby had shifted her weight slightly so that she was facing the door a little more directly. Trying to be ready for whatever came through that door next.

    For all she knew it would be a string of rainbow colored suitcases, all attempting to be charged for some unknown, damned reason. Pandora liked to be weird like that sometimes.
     
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