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FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org

r u apologizing 2 me 4 not knowing what a hooker is

when a man and a woman love each other very much and 1 pays 4 sex thats a hooker

FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org

u dont have 2 apologize thats my job 4 being a dick back there. please tell me u know what a dick is

but what ur saying is most of ur people r all by the book cops

Sex worker. You're saying that a pimp is the boss of a sex worker. That's not a crime, unless they're doing it in a way that exploits the sex worker. Then we're back to slavery. And yeah. I apologize when I need something explained to me. Figure that way the person doesn't get bothered. Know what a dick is. Both meanings. My people are. Follow the regulations, follow the rules, serve the right way. Turian vigilantes are a very rare breed.

its illegal where im from

u dont have 2 apologize. ive been asking enough questions 2 fill a book

if u have 2 b a cop thats a good way 2 do it. worst cops back home always had a hardon for rules

Can't wrap my head around it being illegal. That'd probably only increase the sale of slaves. I figured it was the ones who looked the other way who were the worst. The ones who would ignore what was going on as long as a few credits landed in their pockets. How did rules-following go wrong? Not to question you, just because I'm not following.

FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org

lots of things r illegal that dont make sense. pots illegal. u cant buy beer on saturdays or drink it until ur 21. cant drive until ur 16

FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org

hey u can question me i questioned u. dirty cops r fine. u know where u stand with them. its the cops who think they r gods gift to mankind u have 2 watch out 4

FROM: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org

this 1 time my little brothers got arrested 4 auto theft. they were driving a borrowed car and they didnt know it was stolen. i stayed in the fucking waiting room all night and i fucking character lim

[FIONA IS DONE WITH YOUR TEXT RESTRICTIONS CDC!!!]

INCOMING CALL: gallagher.fiona@cdc.org
START RECORDING:
So, the cop that arrested him wanted to send their stupid asses away because [She imitates a deeper, gruff male voice:] them's the breaks, ma'am, even though they knew there wasn't a chance in hell either of them knew what the fuck was going on, or who stole the car or anything like that. They were just dumb kids and they fucked up. But this cop really wants to put 'em away.

So I'm in there figuring out what to do -- my one brother wants to go to the military, right? Which he can fucking say goodbye to if the cop books him, and the other one I'd like to see go to college, which is a hell of a lot fucking harder if he ends up in juvie at seventeen. Kinda tanks your test scores.

I get there and run into this cop I've known since kindergarten, we grew up together and shit, he has this big stupid fucking crush on me. I talk real nice, and get real sad -- not really acting, there. But next thing you know, after making that big fucking deal about locking my brothers up? All the sudden they're dropping charges, and that cop I knew, he asks me out on a date.

You're a smart guy, I'll let you figure out what the moral of the story is.

Edited (what is numbers) 2014-07-08 03:32 (UTC)

RECEIVING CALL

The moral of the story is that those were morons, and thankfully we tend to put morons in jobs where they can't hurt others. Doesn't always work. But generally they're out of the way and other people are safer. Corrupt, weak cops don't deserve the job. Sorry you had to put up with a jerk to take care of your brothers.

[Fiona laughs.] Yeah, they're morons. I guess what I'm trying to say is, maybe where you're from, that kinda stuff doesn't happen every day. But it does where I'm from, so it's... I dunno. Whatever. You got any good stories? [Since they're apparently trading.]

Sorry to hear it does. And, uh, yeah. [There's a beat.] I got plenty of stories. What sort of a story do you wanna hear? One about justice, one about... I don't know. No idea where to start.

Sure, let's go for justice, since my story was so fucking depressing.

There was this slaver. Turoth Dat'terah. Mean, permanently angry. Batarian. So he's your typical... Wait, right. Batarians are pretty curt, pretty used to slavery, four eyes, all of them constantly glaring, that sort of a thing. Bipedal, about human height. Anyway. So he operated out of Omega. Pretty profitable op - runaways make it to the station, he promised work if they showed up, they wound up taken. I used it against him.

Had one of my people call him. Sensat. She was always good at sounding younger. Convinced him she needed a job. He was wary. Most people didn't contact him. I figured he'd come anyway, and have a lot of his men in case it was a trap. And that was what we were ready for. Proximity mines, snipers, everyone in place. Turoth and his best walked in, me and mine walked out. Hit his base of ops after that, took out more of his people, wound up setting free a good twenty kids.

[She sounds shocked.] Kids? You told the guards, right? 'Cause that shit gets you fucked up in prison.

But... that's a good story. Good guys win. Maybe it's an alien thing; that crap only happens in movies on Earth.

[His voice is calm and even.] No guards. When I say we took them out, I mean every slaver is dead. There's no laws on Omega against slavery. They wouldn't have been charged with anything, wouldn't've faced punishments. Me and my people? We were the punishment.

And the good guys don't always win. A lot of them don't. But the reason I'm still alive is because I've kept winning.

Jesus. Better'n nothing, I guess. [Still, she makes mental note to never tell Garrus about any time she or her family has done anything illegal.] Sounds like where you're from's a lot more... intense than where I'm from.

[He just punishes the people that hurt other people. Not all crimes are worth a bullet. And not all crimes are actually crimes.]

Everywhere's intense, I figure. Some acclimate, some don't. And it's a lot more settled if you're planet-bound. Generally. You have crime still, conflict, but it's not as bad as things can get in space. Gotta say I wouldn't trade space for planetary life, though. There's something about the stars...

[He trails off for a moment.]

Mm. The people too. You stay on a planet, and you get hide-bound. You figure your people's way is the best way. Don't really learn about others and how they do things. Stagnate. If you're in space working with people of other species, most of the time you learn. Some don't. You get stupid everywhere.

Huh. I guess I gotta keep that in mind for... all this shit. I never thought I was gonna go to space, before all this. Most people didn't.

Most people here, most people from your world. Not most people from my world. Or galaxy. Alien 101 - gotta have a bigger perspective. One world's a tiny place, one culture's a tiny thing.

But you've got a good start. You're already working to wrap your head around things.

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pfft np. i just use <blockquote>

ooh, thanks.

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