http://pieandcoffee.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] pieandcoffee.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2007-11-21 11:19 am

Trooper Station: Wednesday

As it's been a quiet week, Dale has finished up all his paperwork and is currently relaxing by reviewing new forensic techniques and (of course) having a damn fine cup of coffee.

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[identity profile] not-an-answer.livejournal.com 2007-11-21 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Coming in with an empty to go cup from what looked to be the Perk, Renee raised an eyebrow at him, tossing it in the garbage. "Do you drink anything else?"

[identity profile] not-an-answer.livejournal.com 2007-11-22 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll have to see it to believe it, I think," Renee said with an amused snort. "And yeah. It's good coffee."

She hung her arm, smirking at him. "But I don't see any other coffee shops nearby to compare it too..."

[identity profile] not-an-answer.livejournal.com 2007-11-22 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
"I didn't say that," Renee said, smirk widening at the look on his face. "Just that it's good."

[identity profile] not-an-answer.livejournal.com 2007-11-22 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
And look at that, he got her to laugh. A short one, but it was still a laugh.

"I come across any, you'll be the first person I call."

[identity profile] not-an-answer.livejournal.com 2007-11-22 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Like a house on fire," Renee shot back, looking as serious as possible.

[identity profile] not-an-answer.livejournal.com 2007-11-22 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Renee made a face at her desk and the small pile of papers there. "We can always hope for a nice braid cutting," She suggested. "Maybe a petty theft?"

[identity profile] not-an-answer.livejournal.com 2007-11-22 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
Miming zipping her lips, Renee sat down at her desk. "I'll keep that in mind," She told him, looking through the papers for what could wait and what needed to be finished now.

Then paused. "Raptors like birds or..." She felt damn stupid saying it. "...dinosaurs?"

[identity profile] neverfaithful.livejournal.com 2007-11-21 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Faith leaned against the doorway. "Feel like I should do something to make these more interesting," she announced. "Not like break the law and shit. Just, I dunno. Juggle."

[identity profile] neverfaithful.livejournal.com 2007-11-22 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Right, I forgot," she grinned. "Boy scout. Gonna blush if I get vulgar. And nah, I can't juggle. But some coffee'd be great."

[identity profile] neverfaithful.livejournal.com 2007-11-22 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Got laid," she said cheerfully. "And, you know, no more plague. Dawnie's all right. How're you doing?"

[identity profile] neverfaithful.livejournal.com 2007-11-22 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Love my job," she said, sitting down across from Dale. "Ended up getting a bit of the death-plague or whatever myself, but I'm better now. And my boss is a pretty cool guy. He, uh, he don't know about ... all of this? Am I supposed to tell him?"

[identity profile] neverfaithful.livejournal.com 2007-11-22 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Faith nodded quickly. "Okay. If I lose my job or whatever, I hope that don't break my parole." She tried to sound casual.

[identity profile] neverfaithful.livejournal.com 2007-11-22 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay." Faith nodded. "I can do that. I've been good at showing up, doing my job, all of that. I ... think I kinda like it here."