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Sunderance - Chapter 10.1: Phaethon's Fall by TheWyvernsWeaver
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Sunderance - Chapter 9: Pluto and Proserpina
    “Everything is fine, mom. I am in the city, I’m on the case and I’m safe…”
    “You most certainly are not safe,” Stu’s voice and face blustered from the phone in her hand. She could all but see his blood pressure rising and released a slow sigh as he continued. “We saw the news! We know you were attacked, practically right off the train! And where were the ZPD? Nowhere near you, that’s where they were!”
    “Yes, but we knew that already,” she commented when her father paused to take a breath, fixing a calm smile on her muzzle and keeping her ears erect. “That is why Nick is protecting me while I’m here. And if you were watching the news, I am sure you know that he is more than capable.”
    She had known that the call wouldn’t be an easy one from the moment she had checked her phone and found sixteen

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Sunderance: Chapter 11 - The Devil in The Detail
    The interrogation room at the ZPD, also known as the I.I.U. for the sake of keeping the word ‘interrogation’ out of actual interrogations, was about as welcoming and comforting as the inside of a refrigerator with no food. It was a perfect square, with one large and obviously two-way mirror on one wall and cameras in two corners in opposite corners that kept a constant eye on both mammals that sat at the small metal table in the center of the much larger table. The chairs, designed to hang from the sides of the large table when not in use, were only lightly cushioned and being ram-rod straight backs ruined any idea of comfortable reclining. It was not a place intended to make anyone feel comfortable, or unwatched. Bland gray walls and air stale with the scent of multiple past visitors only added to the discomfort as an affront to the eyes.
    Judith Hopps was well familiar with rooms like this. She had been in more than a dozen d


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meganhulan's avatar
yesss i was dying for nick's POV.