A couple of hours after getting K.O.ed in the art gallery, Daniel woke up in a prison cell.
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Surprisingly that wasn’t new for the teacher. Life on the Visitor mothership was organized in a military fashion and ending up in detention now and then was pretty common across all ranks, the actual military members and the former civilians alike. And in any case getting locked up in solitary was still better than some of the chores you could get put to.
The question now was just how angry was Amanda at Daniel?
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A quick look around revealed that the cell came with breakfast of the catch-it-yourself variant. The breakfast was wearing a leather jacket and was far too large to get swallowed whole. So that was the first chicanery during Daniel’s detention. Visitors were perfectly able to sustain themselves on dead meat, but smaller, live game was preferred and believed to be healthier.
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Daniel (internally): I’m not going to eat this! It’s unhygienic, not to mention that a whole human for a single person is wasteful.
It was a moot point anyway, since Daniel was still feeling like having collided with the mothership. The Visitor was in no condition to hunt large game.
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While pondering his food options, Daniel noticed that the constant hum of a mothership in hover mode was missing. Maybe he was at the Visitor base at Belle Isle?
The prisoner took a step towards the cell door. A quick look outside revealed a mixture of human furniture and Visitor tech. A handful of humans in police uniforms were present, pretending to work.
Daniel: “Wait, what, are we at the DPD?!”
Breakfast Cellmate: “Where else?”
Daniel: “Oh.”
This detention had just went downhill from icky breakfast to no breakfast at all. Nothing species appropriate for a Visitor at least.
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Gavin: “So now there’s no place you Visitors haven’t visited, ey? Haha! You’ll make the news, dude, the first alien to get fined for a drunken brawl! How did you get plastered in the first place, even? The way you went at my co-workers, one would think a guy with your condition would be able to keep his booze.”
Daniel: “Shut up! I wasn’t drunk! The Phillips were being jerks! - Wait, your co-workers you said? Then why are you in here, if you’re a cop? Spying on me?!”
Gavin: “Graffitti’ing the building… I'm getting better at the actual act, but didn't improve in the Get-away-quickly-afterwards department.”
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Daniel: “Ah, so. And do you by chance know Lt. Anderson?”
Gavin: “He’s been my partner for years.”
Daniel: “Then you also know little Cole?”
Gavin: “Sure!“
Daniel: “I think I just lost my appetite…”
Gavin: ???