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[stressshopping]

[Hanna is a product of her age which meant that she communicated mostly through text. She is sitting in her new 'room' with her door open and her feet hanging from her bed.]

Okay, so I've had a look around and this place is weird. I want to know what everyone else's thoughts are or to know whose even here. Also why can't we see everything? What are they hiding? It doesn't seem very fair if they brought us here.

Not only that but we're in New York City and we're not allowed to leave? I don't know about anyone else but this is like the shopping capital of the world and I don't think Fedex or UPS deliver to underground bunkers. Also I only arrived with one outfit and that's not okay. What about tooth brushes? Unless there is more hiding in the bathroom that I haven't found yet.


[ooc: feel free to bug her in her room, the doors open. Just let me know if its an action reply.]

Comments

[misskringle]

Not fun! The sooner they let us leave the better right?

And I was at work, the AC at the station has a way of staying cranked up.

[stressshopping]

Yeah they can't keep us here forever.

Where did you work?

[misskringle]

Exactly and I worked for the police in Gotham in a civilian position.

[stressshopping]

What's the police like in Gotham?

[misskringle]

Its not a bad place to work, can be a bit crazy but typical city crazy. [Kristen was not going to talk about the shooting just yet.]

[stressshopping]

I've never really liked police.

[She found it hard to trust them.]