<Maybe a little<3> Lapine 'coos' while the head-rubbing continues... and really, someone goes about harassing every dark-skinned short elf and nocturna and she's surprised she knew about it? She had no plan to mention how it<br/><br/>And Lapine's gut told her that 'organ leggers' weren't quite what 'Toto' ran into. As for the Chief, he was occupied... ah... that was unfortunate, but at least the hug made up for some of it. She wished the officer didn't keep those puppies so mashed down; would have made the booby-nuzzling great, especially as Lapine did not have a hand free to balance or brace herself. Lovely <3<br/><br/>Lapine considered the pros and cons of giving the commlink and everything to the officer... but she knew the officer pretty well. She was huggy, not malicious.<br/><br/><Promise it'll get right to him?> She inquired, but figured well, either way it was going to get into the chief's hands somehow. <Jack that comm into my head, please? There's also a busted comm into my bag in a plastic bag. Do not remove it from the plastic bag. And officially, this is all from an 'anonymous informant,' okay?><br/><br/>She certainly had several datajacks to choose from. She uploaded the autopsy and a snapshot or two from her cybereyes of the... 'thing'... she had fought, and the ritual and whatnot. Lapine figured that she'd be meeting with the chief in no time once he laid eyes on those things.<br/><br/>But for now, she was alone, and waiting... with one-way mirrors that only vaguely let her know they were in fact one-way-mirrors. It was quiet... and she had no idea if she was being watched... and that made her quite horny. With a flicker, Lapine's semi-transparent suite 'vanished,' leaving her quite naked, and her lovely tattoos on display. Still could see her drop-leg setup, but that was about it, and for many was likely a turn-on. She stood from her chair - hands still behind her back - and wandered around the room a bit, with a rather firm stiffness between her legs that was only a little uncomfortable. She hoped whomever might be watching was enjoying the show... she wondered if they were touching themselves or not... she hoped they were. Lapine kind of hoped someone was going to touch her; after all, she WAS a naughty girl, showing up to a police station like this...<br/><br/>She knew better than to message over her comm to someone outside, so instead she passed the time by entertaining herself: wandering around, trying - and failing - to see through the windows, sitting on the table and posing playfully, leaving little kiss-prints on the window and wiggling her butt for anyone's amusement whom could possibly be watching, and even a fun little thing where she kicked the chair up onto the desk, then hopped onto the desk and stood on the chair, which she then shifted to balance on but one leg... (OOC: 6 Hits on 16 Dice, assuming -2 penalty for bound hands).