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Judy Hopps

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Apr 16 2018, 04:15 PM
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Judy didn't know what she was doing, but, she had found herself in a job where she wasn't a cop. She wanted to help her out, and, heck it meant she was spending more time with one person in particular.<br>
Which she wasn't admitting anytime soon.<br>
She knew that she was here because she was kind of trained for this stuff. Thanks to the police academy training, she knew how to defend herself. And, it made her able to train them in parts that Mulan didn't quite know how to do.<br>
Judy had found herself alone in this place, while Mulan was catching up with a couple of her old friends which was ok with her. Judy was looking over some stuff, while she fiddled with some of the equipment.<br>
Judy put on a pair of the boxing gloves that were on the table, as she just started hitting the punching bag that was in front of her. It was a great stress relief, especially when she pictured Nick's face on the bag as she punched.<br>
She was so caught up in the music playing through her headphones that she didn't hear anyone coming in, and, didn't see anyone until she accidentally knocked the punching bag into their stomach. "Oh I'm so sorry I didn't see you." Judy said, as she pulled out her headphones, and, went to help the person up.

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Roxy didn't know what exactly she was going to do with the rest of her day. She normally spent her nights touring with rockstars, so she rarely slept much anymore. She decided to just head out, and, see what this town really had to offer in terms of the party type scenes.<br>
After slipping on her jacket, Roxy made her way to one of the local bars in this town that was called Roni's. There was something about Roni that spoke to her, she seemed similar to her, and, that was something she liked.<br>
Making her way inside, Roxy went to sit down at the counter, and, ordered a vodka soda before just looking around the bar for a moment. Noticing an old jukebox by the wall, she walked over, and, started to just check out the options of songs that were in there.<br>
Roxy soon put in coins, and, then just put on one of the Clash songs coming through the speakers of the bar. Roxy then nodded satisfied before she made her way back to the counter, and, just leant her elbows against it, taking a sip of the vodka soda.

Apr 9 2018, 01:17 AM
Roxy knew that while she was meant to have most of the day off, she had been called into work anyway. The manager of the store told her that one or two of the girls hired had called in sick, so they had called Roxy.

But, she had also had studying to do. So, she had brought her laptop to the store with her, and, she could study in between working and tending to customers. Roxy liked being alone in the store, just jamming out with the music through her headphones while she studied for her classes.

Roxy had helped the few customers that were in the store, buying some admittedly older type of music. Which she also liked, since she had been grown around the older type of bands, so maybe she was just used to that music.

Or just that the newer bands suck.

Either way it didn't bother her what other people thought. Well, ok maybe it did, but, she couldn't really say her inner thoughts out loud to potential customers. Because her manager would not be happy.

Now that the store was relatively empty, Roxy moved herself pulling a stool up to the counter, and, putting in her headphones jamming out to some old school rock, while she was focusing on her studying. At least until more customers came in.

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Apr 1 2018, 05:28 PM
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<h2>Cursed Personality:</h2>
Roxy is your typical rock grunge fan type of chick. She is tough, heastrong, and, doesn't take crap from anyone. Roxy is a bad girl type who knows what she wants out of life, and, is set in her ways. But she also has a heart of gold when it's needed. Just don't make her annoyed and give her a reason to start a bar fight.
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Roxy grew up in an interesting kind of lifestyle, she was the only daughter of a con-artist and a music producer and manager. Since her mother was arrested, she spent most of her childhood on the road with her father. She was pretty much home schooled and raised by the various music artists who taught her everything she needed to know later in life.
Once she hit a certain age, her father told her that she needed to get a proper education and dropped her at a college not too far outside of Seattle, before heading off on a world tour. She is currently doing online classes while working at a record shop in Hyperion Heights.

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Judy had spent her morning chasing after Nick, making sure that he was behaving himself. But, now all she wanted to do was get something to eat. She let out a heavy sigh as she slid herself into a booth, adjusting the scarf that was around her neck.
She was kind of liking her new life in this town. Yes her parents weren't here, but, she had her best friend here, and, was kind of figuring this out in the relationship department. She wasn't even sure what they were, but, she liked her that much she knew.
Judy had taken an excuse to get closer to her, by taking up some of her self defence classes to make sure she could be prepared. Or at least that's what she had told her. Not that she thought that Mulan minded.
Knowing the smile was still on her face, Judy just leant back in the booth and glanced at the menu, placing an order for a cheeseburger and a chocolate milkshake, as she pulled out her phone, glancing at it for a moment.


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