Good!

You start walking towards the police officer, for the first time in your life actually glad to see one. Somehow being thrown into either a totally different country, time or dimension has made it hard to be scared of the police finding out you liked to steal the wiring from old buildings.

You meet the officer, she has dark skin and her sunglasses make it harder than normal to read her mood but you get the feeling she is sizing you up.

“Do you have a problem, ma'am?” The voice is that of every cop you have ever met, this one is just an octave or two higher than normal. You silently thank the gods that she is speaking your language.

“I was just wondering if you could tell me which city this is?” You ask, already getting ready field the question of how you can be in a city without knowing its name.

Instead the Officer gives you another of those measuring looks before speaking again.

“Can I see your ID?” She asked in that ‘this is not actually a question’ tone that the police have.

You dig into your pocket and pull out a wallet, drawing out your driver's licence you hand it over to her.

When she takes off her sunglasses to look at it you notice that she has quite pretty green eyes. However the moment is ruined when she looks back up at you.

“I hope you didn’t pay much for this,”

That catches you off guard, you had expected a lot but not that.

“I...what?” You stammer, “I promise you that that is 100% a real Driver's License.”

“What accent is that?” She asks, seeming slightly puzzled before she reaches into her own pocket and flicks open a small wallet. Inside of it you can see something that looks at first the same as your driver's license. However when you look closer you notice some oddities, there is more information than on yours and in the second before she snaps the wallet shut you are sure you read the word “Breeder”.

You don’t get much of chance to process that as the officer hands you the license back. “Look,” She begins, putting her sunglasses back on. “I don’t think you are a bad kid so I will give you a chance to tell me where you go that and we can part ways.” She says, giving you a hard look. “And unless you are pregnant you need to go and get some proper clothes.”