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OOC: Oh, I see. Must be some British thing I have never heard of before xD "I had no idea whether or not you were a criminal. I merely asked who you were and what this place were. In any case...the more pressing matter is this very strange place. Do you remember where we you before this happened? Could we have been....drugged or gassed? I still have all the items I had on me before...so...that theory is probably not fitting. And no...no luck at all. IT worked just fine when we prepped for the trip to the apartment we were going to...", she says to explain the situation she was in before ending up here. She looks around whilst also trying

OOC: Slang for an military officer. A scoff escaped Sköll when she told him that she didn’t care for his rude attitude despite being rude to him a few moments beforehand. Why should he show this woman kindness, when she had shown him none? “I’m rude? I think you need to check yourself on that, detective. But whatever. I’ve told you already what I know about this place. All I’ve seen is nothing but what’s around us. Other than that big room with the pillars. But otherwise? There’s been nothing different. I assume you’re not having any luck?” He then asked, indicating her radio.

Sköll reacted to the edge in her voice and her words by letting out a scoff. He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall, feeling the cool paper pressing against his skin, “Civilian? What are you? Some kind of army brass?” He shook his head, trying to clamp down on the flash of anger that wanted to lash out, “If you think I have anything to do with you being here, you’re wrong. For all I know, you’re responsible for me being here.” He pushed himself off of the wall and allowed his arms to fall back down, “But, judging from your evident confusion, brass, you’re not. I’m Sköll. That’s all I know. I woke up here, hours a