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[imanapexpredator]

sooo what kind of powers do you guys have? were you born with them or get them in some freak incident or what?

[He pauses as he types out the text, considering if he should be honest about his intentions or not. It's not like he had any sinister plans or anything. It's just a matter of being private. But he doesn't want to sound too weird or shady. This sounds shady doesn't it??

He types and deletes a bunch of times, unhappy with most of the reasons he tries to give for asking the question. This one makes him sound too weak, this one makes him sound too ignorant, this one just makes him sound stupid. Eventually he settles for...well, nothing. He just gives up and hits send.]

001: video

[sheriffing]

So, here's the thing. I get that most of us don't want to be here.

[let's start by acknowledging that, alright? Emma doesn't want this. she's new, she's pissed, and all she wants is to get back home to her son. there's a role she's being forced into here that she'd like to totally ignore, but that's only going to make her life harder in the long run.

if playing along is what's going to get her home, then she's playing along - for now.]

It's apparently enough of an issue that I've been enlisted as a personnel retrieval officer. What that means for you is that if you're not where you need to be, I'll have to find you, and then I'll have to escort you to the right place. you can try getting out of it but I have almost too much experience in this sort of thing, and I always get my guy.

[it's being a bailbondsperson all over again. she may not want to do this, but she's perfectly capable of it.]

So show up for work, alright? This sucks enough on it's own without any of us making it worse.