Molly is surprised. She's never seen Von Karma as a particularly warm woman, but then with her father who could be?
Misa drops out of the ambulance landing easily, still wearing the heels she'd been in this entire time. The paramedics had attempted to get her to take them off, but she'd just ignored the request. She takes the card from the woman with the whip and curtsies. "Thank you Ms. Von Karma." She says, almost robotically.
Molly waves off the paramedics. "I'll take it from here guys, thanks." She looks at the young child and hates her job. Tonight is definitely a 'go home and drink a bottle of wine' night. Her husband will understand. "What's your name?"
"My name is Misa."
"And your last name?" The social worker asks.
Misa just shrugs. She's never had one, for as long as she can remember.
Gently, Molly herds the young lady into the hospital. It's going to be a long night.
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Misa drops out of the ambulance landing easily, still wearing the heels she'd been in this entire time. The paramedics had attempted to get her to take them off, but she'd just ignored the request. She takes the card from the woman with the whip and curtsies. "Thank you Ms. Von Karma." She says, almost robotically.
Molly waves off the paramedics. "I'll take it from here guys, thanks." She looks at the young child and hates her job. Tonight is definitely a 'go home and drink a bottle of wine' night. Her husband will understand. "What's your name?"
"My name is Misa."
"And your last name?" The social worker asks.
Misa just shrugs. She's never had one, for as long as she can remember.
Gently, Molly herds the young lady into the hospital. It's going to be a long night.