Officer Abbot

Description (Cliffe)
A wide, pearly grin peeked out at him from behind a set of giant, cold, grey, steel bars. The figure on the other side giggled at him, the tone of her voice rising slightly with her accent. It was a little difficult for John to identify what kind of accent it was, not because it wasn't familiar to him. This stranger sounded like she was trying to do the 'southern belle' imitation that his mother used to do to try and make him laugh... only that was her actual accent. She was actually southern and didn't seem to care to try and hide it as she stuck her hands on her hips and stared at John.

She was dressed all in black, from her slack pants and shoes to the neat, jet-black, short-sleeved, dress shirt that did absolutely  nothing  to compliment her womanly shape. It didn't hide it completely, after all John could still make out the round, generous swell of her backside and her curvy hips, but it didn't help either. If anything, it just made her look squarish and broad. She had no belt on or anything decorating the various pockets and places on her shirt and thighs, but the other thing that John realized was that she should have had that stuff. She should have had a belt, a vest, a gun, and probably a dozen other things because... she was a cop

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