Life Hacks/Slave/cltr(Immunity - Chld Ign)/Go get Billie as your child sex slave
Well, that’s probably enough for now. You don’t really want to start re-writing everything about the culture just yet. Let this stuff sit for a while at least. For now, you are ready to go get your new child sex slave. Your dick is starting to throb just thinking about it… this is, of course, for altruistic reasons you suppose. It is so that “he” can live somewhere and be safe where “he” won’t just run away and expose “himself” to danger… errr… yeah. At any rate, you close out the menu and make your way back through the corridors to re-enter the “real” world. (or at least, what is the real world to you.) You re-start time and begin looking around. After a little while, someone at the desk seems to notice you.
“Ahh… yes, sir, did you need something?” A burly looking male police officer addresses you from behind his station as he approaches you. He has a very warm smile on his face, clearly trying to put on an assuring front in case you might be someone who is dealing with a traumatic situation. No such thing in your life though, but it is still probably the best course of action to approach everyone who walks into the police station like this at first.
“Oh, I was just here to meet Officer Thompsett. We talked earlier, she wanted to give me some information on the junior police academy.”
“Ah that right? Well, she has her hands a little full right now, but I can tell her you are here.” He responds warmly, “you wanna join the force? That’s great, it’s good to see young people taking an interest with how disparaged officers are these days. You might want to get a haircut though.” He gestures toward your hair that is clearly quite long for a guy.
“Eh, yeah, but I enjoy it as it is now. Might donate it or something when the time comes.” You decide to give him an answer that will boost your image in his eyes as much as possible.
“Haha! My son said something like that too. It’s Ok, I get it actually. You just want to grow your hair out, but you gotta say its to donate it or else people give you weird looks.” You actually find yourself blushing a little bit that you have been seen through so thoroughly on that one. Guess it comes with the territory of being a police officer, the good ones at least tend to be a fair bit more street wise than the average person. “Anyway, what’s your name.”
“Ah, Xander, Alexander Cole.”
“Hah! Quite the name there! All fancy. Ok, I’ll get her for you.” You feel a little uncomfortable with him light-heartedly making fun of your name, but another side of you allows you to remind yourself this is probably actually a good thing. It is only a little light hearted hazing. It’s actually kind of an initiation for tougher cultures like this. And besides, this is real light-touch compared to what’s normally expected. “Hey,” you hear form him as he goes back to a desk that is just within your sight as you see and somehow recognize the short brown haired head of the lady you are looking for. “A kid named Alexander Cole is here to see you, something about some junior police academy stuff you talked to him about before. You want me to bring him back while you finish this up?”
“Ahh.. thanks,” she says, “yeah, he should be good. He’s a pretty good… err.. kid. It sounds a little strange calling him that actually.”
“Haha, yeah, he’s got a good lip alright. He’s a kid though, I can see it. Yeah, I’ll bring him on back.” After this exchange, he comes back up front and motions you toward the gate to get back to the desks for all the officers. “Right, come on back. She got a call earlier this morning that is making for a real headache for all of us, so it could be a bit. You want me to get you something? Water? Coffee? Hot Chocolate?”
“I’m good,” you tell him in response to the offer. “At any rate, I think I know the call you are talking about, it’s probably actually the one I called in.”
“Oh, is that right?” He responds, looking slightly skeptical and cautious.
“Yeah, the one with… I think his name was Officer Richards?”
“Hah! Yeah… PR nightmare that mess,” he responds, looking relieved and a lot more open now that you have given him what he needs. You understand it from his end though, if it was a different incident you were referring to he could actually get into a lot of trouble talking about this with you. “Wait, so, you said you called it in. Does that mean you were also the kid he got into it with?”
“Yep, that’s me.” You tell him, putting just the right mix of dismissal, pride, and exasperation into it to say that while you are not ashamed or traumatized you are not boastful either and think it would be best to put this incident behind you. You gather he certainly wishes this had never happened, so it would probably be bad form to be overly exuberant about such a thing.
“Well, sorry that had to happen to you.” He says. “You did the right thing though calling it in. Not a lot of people would think to do that when it is a police officer who is already there who is causing the problem.”
“Well, I knew a bit about how the police force works, so I knew that was the way to go here.”
“Yeah, well, I guess that figures, you’re looking into the Junior academy after all.” He gives you a friendly clout on the back with a large almost paternalistic smile as you arrive at your destination next to Maria’s desk. “All right, here we are.” He says, giving a friendly expression to the lady in question. She is on the phone with a very serious expression on her face, but she looks up at you to smile for just a second before her attention goes back to the call.
“Yes, Ok, well tell me if anything comes up.” She hands up the phone with a very heavy sigh and presses her fingers to her forehead. “Sorry about that, this case just keeps getting worse and worse.” She looks up to you as though seeing a friend to confide in. “Yeah, I can probably ask you. You know Billy? He was part of the… err.. ‘incident’ earlier right? Well, it seems he ran away, do you think you can keep an eye out for him around the neighborhood when you head back?”
Well, it seems the matter in question has already come up. Now, how to approach this?
What do you do?
- Tell her about “Billy” now Request --Notsooldpervert (talk) 02:23, 19 May 2017 (CEST)
- Agree and then get Billie yourself later
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