<strong>Name:</strong>Sumara Urien<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Offline (lacking a phone)<br/><strong>Looking for:</strong>n/a<br/><br/><br/>The dark skinned elf looked taken aback by the sudden seriousness on the policewoman's face.  "Ah... uh... um... yes?"  Her thighs closed a bit together as she gripped the straps of her backpack tighter, a slight blush coming over her ebony flesh.  Though when the woman took her by the hand and smiled, she immediately felt more at ease.  The police wasn't really a concept on her home island, her kind sort of just policed themselves.  The Japanese police had been quite serious all the time and the American police were less than a bit patient for sure.  Not that she had many interactions with them, but the few she did she felt like she was being judged.  Not so with her!  So all in all, a good first impression to say the least!<br/><br/>As Babs showed her around, Sumara nodded at each sight before she was asked if she got it all.  "Yeah, I think so!  Although I should really jot it down!"  Loosening her hand from the cop woman's for a moment, Sumara reached back into her backpack and pulled out a pom pilot.  The really old, junky looking device was so outdated that its boot up time was at least 30 seconds before she could even start putting anything in it.  She probably took around 3 minutes just to note the few things Babs had said.  "Okay, I got it!  Thank you very much... uh... Babs."  With that, she noticed the woman looking around so she assumed there was probably something somewhere demanding her attention.  "Thanks again!"  Sumara waved to her before scooting by and picking up her pace, walking quickly in the direction of the high school, her short skirt fluttering about and exposing more of her lovely brown skinned thighs as she went.<br/>