Ororo and the LAPD | Saturday morning
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xp_logs'Ro concludes a nice chat with the LAPD about who will be joining them in California. The detective's a bit iffy, but you gotta do what you gotta do.
"...and they are all over eighteen, trained in at least basic self-defense, and they are all mutants." 'Ro barely hesitated to divulge this last part - after all, it was only common sense, given what they were discussing. Still, it seemed strange to state it so baldly. She supposed she had been too insulated at Xavier's lately and had forgotten what it was like elsewhere. Patrick had told her that most big-city police forces were friendly towards mutants, at least on paper. Most, but not all. "Students, or former students of the school. I have known them all for several years and selected them myself."
Detective Mike Garcia responded to her recitation with a vague noise, flipping through the files that had been sent over. He didn't like the idea of using civilians in this but the Feds had insisted and he had to admit it made sense. Sending in an officer would be problematic after all, there weren't any mutant--officially--on the force and this would work better with mutants. But...students, Christ, they were just children. "We've worked up a few different stories for your people. When they arrive," and a glance at the clock told him that it would be soon, "they'll be given a briefing. We'll be doing everything in our power to ensure their safety. It would be helpful to know what it is that they... do." What was the proper term anyway?
"Yes, sir. I thank you once again for your help in this... I know it is a difficult situation, but I am sure that if we work together we will have the best possible outcome." 'Ro paused for a moment, trying to think of the best way to phrase this next part of her explanation. "The three that are coming to meet with you have very different abilities. Bobby Drake is the oldest, and is gifted with the ability to produce, control, and manipulate water in the form of ice. He has excellent control over this power and often uses it to make ice cream for the children here at the school." Why had she thrown that last part in? Probably in hopes that it would soften the strangeness of the statement for this detective, who sounded inexperienced when it came to mutant matters.
Ice cream? "That must be nice in the summer," Garcia responded innanely, looking at the boy's file. Not much older than his own son. "There's not as many male performers at Alchemy. He should be the easiest to get in. What about the girls?" As always, he had to divorce his own comfort from the job. These kids were volunteers, the woman on the other end of the phone had assured him. And they were adults legally.
"Paige Guthrie and Clarice Ferguson. Paige has the ability to change and shed her skin, for lack of a better term," 'Ro said, pursing her lips. "You would be unable to tell that from looking at her, however. Unlike Clarice, who is very... conspicuous. She is a long-distance teleporter, and her skin is purple." Very bright purple.
Garcia frowned and shuffled papers. The purple one would be easy, from the paperwork she was the youngest as well. The elder girl would take a bit more work. He hoped she was a good actress. "Inside the club there's only so much we can do for them. They're going to be largely on their own. We have a couple officers who have managed to get on the list into the club and the bureau is working to get one as well but it's fair coverage at best. You're sure that these kids can handle it?"
"Yes sir, I am." Ororo's voice was confident, though he had no idea exactly why she had call to be so assured of this fact. "Of course, any additional briefing from you will be helpful, but I am sure they will be able to handle themselves once they are inside the club. Do not worry too much about them."
He shook his head, though of course she couldn't see it. This was still crazy, using kids. But they didn't have much choice. "Thank you for your cooperation. We'll be in touch if there's anything further." If his tone was a little brusque, it could have just been the circumstance. "I'm sure your people will keep you updated."
"Thank you, detective. And good luck."
"...and they are all over eighteen, trained in at least basic self-defense, and they are all mutants." 'Ro barely hesitated to divulge this last part - after all, it was only common sense, given what they were discussing. Still, it seemed strange to state it so baldly. She supposed she had been too insulated at Xavier's lately and had forgotten what it was like elsewhere. Patrick had told her that most big-city police forces were friendly towards mutants, at least on paper. Most, but not all. "Students, or former students of the school. I have known them all for several years and selected them myself."
Detective Mike Garcia responded to her recitation with a vague noise, flipping through the files that had been sent over. He didn't like the idea of using civilians in this but the Feds had insisted and he had to admit it made sense. Sending in an officer would be problematic after all, there weren't any mutant--officially--on the force and this would work better with mutants. But...students, Christ, they were just children. "We've worked up a few different stories for your people. When they arrive," and a glance at the clock told him that it would be soon, "they'll be given a briefing. We'll be doing everything in our power to ensure their safety. It would be helpful to know what it is that they... do." What was the proper term anyway?
"Yes, sir. I thank you once again for your help in this... I know it is a difficult situation, but I am sure that if we work together we will have the best possible outcome." 'Ro paused for a moment, trying to think of the best way to phrase this next part of her explanation. "The three that are coming to meet with you have very different abilities. Bobby Drake is the oldest, and is gifted with the ability to produce, control, and manipulate water in the form of ice. He has excellent control over this power and often uses it to make ice cream for the children here at the school." Why had she thrown that last part in? Probably in hopes that it would soften the strangeness of the statement for this detective, who sounded inexperienced when it came to mutant matters.
Ice cream? "That must be nice in the summer," Garcia responded innanely, looking at the boy's file. Not much older than his own son. "There's not as many male performers at Alchemy. He should be the easiest to get in. What about the girls?" As always, he had to divorce his own comfort from the job. These kids were volunteers, the woman on the other end of the phone had assured him. And they were adults legally.
"Paige Guthrie and Clarice Ferguson. Paige has the ability to change and shed her skin, for lack of a better term," 'Ro said, pursing her lips. "You would be unable to tell that from looking at her, however. Unlike Clarice, who is very... conspicuous. She is a long-distance teleporter, and her skin is purple." Very bright purple.
Garcia frowned and shuffled papers. The purple one would be easy, from the paperwork she was the youngest as well. The elder girl would take a bit more work. He hoped she was a good actress. "Inside the club there's only so much we can do for them. They're going to be largely on their own. We have a couple officers who have managed to get on the list into the club and the bureau is working to get one as well but it's fair coverage at best. You're sure that these kids can handle it?"
"Yes sir, I am." Ororo's voice was confident, though he had no idea exactly why she had call to be so assured of this fact. "Of course, any additional briefing from you will be helpful, but I am sure they will be able to handle themselves once they are inside the club. Do not worry too much about them."
He shook his head, though of course she couldn't see it. This was still crazy, using kids. But they didn't have much choice. "Thank you for your cooperation. We'll be in touch if there's anything further." If his tone was a little brusque, it could have just been the circumstance. "I'm sure your people will keep you updated."
"Thank you, detective. And good luck."
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