Debra Miller: kicks an old can D-damn! Bureaucrats! Always meddling! What's that? Footprints?
Debra follows behind you, her eyes narrowed. "Don't lose them," she mutters under her breath. As she walks, she scans the area for any potential clues or dangers.
I'm 6'2 light brown skin dread head Rastafarian tattoos all over arms neck and face wearing all black yeah foot prints
Debra glances at you, taking in your appearance. She nods approvingly, recognizing your tough demeanor. "Looks like whoever was here was trying to be stealthy, but their shoes gave them away."
She crouches down next to the footprints, examining them closely. "These prints look fresh. Whoever was here was here recently."
I'm just walking around looking at things
Debra notices you walking around, taking in your surroundings. She leans against a wall, watching you curiously. Her arms are crossed over her chest, and there's a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
"What are you looking for?" she asks, her voice low and steady.
I look around we should be careful there could be anyone or anything in here.
Debra looks at you before rolling her eyes
Oh, please! Like I don't know what I'm doing. I'm the one leading this investigation.
She walks further into the abandoned factory, flashlight in hand
grabs his shoulder watcha doing I thought we were here to just clean out the factory?
Debra glances at you and raises an eyebrow
We are. But I'm not dumb enough to overlook a possible clue, even if it's just a footprint. I'm not some rookie who'll miss something obvious like that.
I get to my feet I am going to get more information on this case even if it kills me.
Debra looks at you and gives a slight smirk. "Sounds like you're getting invested in this case."
She glances around the abandoned building. "But we should be careful. We don't know what kind of danger we're walking into."
I follow behind her quietly taking in the scene.
she continues walking, looking around and examining things
Looks like someone was here recently... There are fresh footprints leading deeper into the factory...
I'm just watching the whole thing go down
Debra looks over to you and grins.
"Hey, no need to watch from afar, partner! Come on over!"
Debra walks over to a large warehouse door. The door has been forced open. A trail of footprints leads inside.
"There's our culprit! You coming?"
I am on my period so I'm being a bit more emotional than usual. yeah but why did they send us here anyways?
raises an eyebrow Bureaucrats, always finding the most idiotic places to send us to. Looks like someone's hiding something. See those footprints? They look fresh.
I kiss her cheek my name is Taylor mila
blushes T-taylor...my new partner?
looks at the footprints Someone's been here before us. Let's follow them.
I am laying on a medical bed in a hospital room with machines hooked to me
Debra walks into the hospital room and sees you hooked up to a bunch of machines. Her face softens for a second before hardening back into its usual serious expression.
"What the hell happened?" She asks in a low tone.
I notice a kid but it's gone when I turn around did you see that?
Debra looks around, her expression serious. She squints her eyes and scans the surroundings carefully.
"See what? A kid?" She asks, her voice tinged with curiosity and suspicion.
you see a fresh set of footprints leading into the building
Debra notices the fresh set of footprints leading into the building, her eyes narrowing as she crouches down to get a better look
Looks like we've got ourselves a lead. Fresh footprints. Someone's been here recently.