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[hr][sub][b]Thursday:[/b] Leaving SCPD. Representing #Betterlatethanpregnant [@Pilatus] [@Rodiak][/sub][hr][/center]The two women talked back and forth as the car warmed up, it wasn't good to start your car and go during these colds months, at least that is what Dustynn was always told. [color=fe697b][b]"Oh wow Florida? I've always wanted to go there. I was born in Nevada, but haven't had the chance to go back since I moved here to Sol when I was a little kid."[/b][/color] Dustynn looked out of the front windshield into the winter wonderland. She didn't hate the snow, but when it was as vicious as it was today- there was a bit of distaste for it. Paige mentioned the "redneck" who was flying through the snow, without hesitation. Suddenly a person came into view and Dusty let out an audible gasp, this maniac was going to kill someone.

Paige explained quickly that this mad lad was her significant other. 

What the fuck had she gotten herself into? 

Dustynn laughed nervously, as they pulled forward to pull up to the next to Paige's boyfriend as well as the woman he had almost flattened.  [color=fe697b][b]"I thought my boyfriend was good at making an entrance, but yours takes the cake.."[/b][/color] Dustynn smirked thinking about Leo. He hadn't really asked her if they would be official yet, but since Dusty assumed these two would never cross paths again, it was safe to assume the small white lie wouldn't come up again. As they came to a stop in the middle of the road, Paige asked if the girl if she was okay and Dustynn nodded in agreement; though she hadn't been ran over that type of experience could be a bit scary; albeit a bit exhilarating.

When the woman dropped to the floor, Dustynn felt a pang shoot through her stomach- she definitely didn't want to be here right now, especially if they had just killed this woman. Climbing out of the car after watching the woman fall to her knees the second time, Dusty pulled her leather jacket tight around her as she squatted down next to her. [color=fe697b][b]"Are you hurt? Or are you just all shook up?"[/b][/color] Dustynn questioned, trying to make eye contact with the woman as she watched her breathe in quite a panic. 

Dusty was not the best in emergency situations, as she reached into the pocket of her jacket and pulled out a box of cigarettes and a lighter she had taken from work, [color=fe697b][b]"You smoke?"[/b][/color] she questioned, pulling out two sticks and lighting them both. She kept one between her lips and offered the one to the [i]victim[/i].