Emma Jackson
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My Whole Life....I'm Just Nothing. Never Was Anything.
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Post by Emma Jackson on Apr 8, 2012 13:35:27 GMT
Emma walked towards St Bartholemew's hospital, with a story plain in her head and a smile on her face. She wanted to investigate there for any crimes or activity. Maybe ask some of the workers if anything weird had happened there. She entered and almost instantly walked into someone. She cursed inwardly. Why was she always such a klutz? "Sorry about that. Do you work here?" Emma asked. She was a bit forward but she was always like that, she was a detective.
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Molly Hooper
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"I don't count."
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Post by Molly Hooper on Apr 8, 2012 13:41:46 GMT
Molly was walking towards the door to get someone's bag. She'd dropped it when running towards someone to hug them. Family reunions. They were alright, Molly supposed, but she'd rather not do it herself. And of course, when she went to get it, she bumped into someone at the door. Serves me right, Molly thought, for standing right in front of the door. "That's okay." Molly smiled. "Yes, I do. You're Emma Jackson, a detective, right? I'm Molly Hooper." she said. She hurried, gave the bag back to the woman who had dropped it, then beckoned for Emma to come over. "If you came to investigate, you're wasting your time. There is virtually nothing here, at least not anything I've heard about."
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Emma Jackson
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My Whole Life....I'm Just Nothing. Never Was Anything.
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Post by Emma Jackson on Apr 8, 2012 13:45:53 GMT
Emma's eyebrows shot up as Molly said there wasn't anything to investigate...what would she know? [colorFF0080]"Well, they wouldn't tell you everything would they? You're only a worker."[/color] Emma pointed out. Maybe that came out a bit colder than she intended. Oops.
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Molly Hooper
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Post by Molly Hooper on Apr 8, 2012 13:51:39 GMT
Molly's eyebrow raised. That was rather cold. And wrong too. Of course they would either tell Molly, or she would here. Emma Jackson didn't work here so she wouldn't know. "Actually," Molly said icily. "They tell me everything, or at least I hear everything. You shouldn't jump down people's throats. Being a detective doesn't mean you know everything." Molly had wanted to say something like that for ages. To anyone, really. Actress, Detective...they mostly thought they were so so perfect, and quite frankly it annoyed Molly. Normal people weren't dirt like some treated them. They are normal people, Molly thought, and they deserve respect, and to be treated just like anyone else wants to be treated. Did nobody see the way Molly did? Didn't seem like it.
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