On Patrol

[Martha Villiers]

Waiting at the foot of The Stairs within the Nox, Martha is clutching at her cane and waiting patiently for Derrick.

Martha is neatly attired in her usual modest English school uniform: a neat straw boater, a black blazer...a pair of scholarly...yes, she'd admit it..."Hipster" style...spectacles are perched daintily on the end of her nose, she wears a short pleated black gymslip which shows her legs to mid thigh...her raven black hair is tied into two very long twin tails, each with the red ribbon bows.

She's wearing her C-Leg prosthetic, a single white knee sock on her flesh leg and a pair of carefully polished black Oxford pattern shoes, a crisp white blouse is obvious where the Edwardian style gymslip reveals it, as is her red necktie tucked neatly into her gymslip.

She emits no Beast and has invoked her Blush of Life.

Martha's blinking and wide eyed presence exudes sweet innocence and patience.




@FranklinRPer

[Martha Villiers]

Seeing his confidence and...was the word swagger?...Martha smiled and nodded a happy greeting.

She was unsure about this, but felt their previous meetings hadn't gone too well and this, she hoped, might help them find a bond.

"Good evening, Derrick!" she chirped. "It is good to see you again!" she added with a smile.

"You have come prepared for many eventualities? I thought we might patrol along the American River. There's often something of interest to be seen there. Plus there are often some former US Army veterans in need of a few dollars to help them through the night. They often camp along the river bank; if the local sheriffs let them." she shrugged as if finding the attitude of the police to donw-on-their-luck army vets a bit...strange.

"Do you have any questions before we commence patrol, Derrick?" she asks happily.

[Chrisie]

"Armed?" she giggles, "I hope I shan't need to be!"

Taking a few steps she begins to ascend The Stairs. Her C-Leg is stiff and she limps badly. Each step is taken with care.

"We shall be heading north, sir. Towards Discovery Park. A walk along the river, crossing the I Street bridge and over to the Park..." she turns to smile at Derrick, steady on her cane, "it shall be a walk of about a mile or so to our destination." she smiles meekly.

"I hope we can talk along the way, as well as being vigilant for threats!" she adds a bashful giggle.

[Chrisie]

"I try to negotiate a way out of trouble. I much prefer peace to violence." she added as she was almost at the topmost step now.

"However, I know a little judo if the worst comes to the worst!" she giggled merrily.

"I daresay you don't rate judo too highly, sir?" she asks by way of opening his requested Q&A.

As they step outside the clear skied evening air, she looked up to study the rooftops and then the large moon.

Blinking, she leaned hard on her cane.

[Martha Villiers]

Nodding happily, Martha takes a small notebook from her blazer pocket and consults something within. She briefly shows the closed book to Derrick; "I try to keep track of Vehicle Registration numbers, sir. So it might be easier to identify if we are under surveillance."

"Sacramento has many serial killers and strange incidents. One cannot be too careful." she nods.

Smiling, she hobbles over to the nearest bus stop and begins to loiter to watch the automobiles passing by for a while.

She chats with Derrick once they are close enough to do so without attracting too much attention; "Oh, well... I see! What manner of martial art do you prefer, sir? When one is faced with a physical threat, which style do you rely on?" she smiles and seems very interested to hear the answer, though she's also making certain not to miss too much of the vehicles or any parked vehicles.