Dec 23, 2017
December 23rd. And it’s not snowing. Damn. Apparently the weather in this city doesn’t have the same “curse” that the IDPD constantly joked about around this time of year.
Doesn’t mean Rogue’ll break the tradition, though. After a trip to 005 and an hour or so spent sorting Jolly Ranchers by color, she shows up at the door to A-3 with her arms full of a huge bundle of fluffy blankets. One wonders how she was able to see over the thing well enough to walk anywhere.
“Call Hunter,” she says into her wrist comm as best she can. “...Hey, Hunter, it’s Marji, I’m right outside but can you open the door? My hands are a little full...”
@snowysniper
