http://headkickpoet.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] headkickpoet.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2008-10-11 04:48 pm
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Trooper Station, Saturday

Ray had forgotten a couple of things at the station the previous day. A 'couple' meaning materials of a type he was not going to go into on account of them being classified police business. Yep.

Upon arrival, though, he couldn't find the Sheriff anywhere. "Huh," he voiced, eyeing Ralph, "Hey, Rick! Anything serious happen while I was out?"

Needless to say, Ray was a little confused when he picked himself up off the floor fifteen minutes later, and found that Ralph had dashed out of the station-- crying more watery tears than any human being technically contained.

He scratched the back of his head.

"Seriously?!"

He was just gonna take a seat for a while.

[ station's open and ray's in the hizzouse, folks ]
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[personal profile] can_be_more 2008-10-11 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Talyn got into work and sat right at his usual desk, looking over paperwork. He had a bad feeling about things. Bad things were going to go down soon. Bad things.

[identity profile] headkickpoet.livejournal.com 2008-10-12 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
"..."

Ray ambled over there. "Um, sir, this is the bullpen, if you got any problems, take it up front."
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[personal profile] can_be_more 2008-10-12 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Talyn looked up broodily, slamming his badge on his desk and asked, "Did you ever just know something bad was gonna go down? I've got that now. And I can't DO anything about it!"

[identity profile] headkickpoet.livejournal.com 2008-10-12 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Um, yeah, sometimes, sure, but how about you let the real cops handle it, huh?" Fruitcake. Ray leaned over the desk to eye the badge and. "Fruitcake."
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[personal profile] can_be_more 2008-10-12 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, so it's gonna be like that," Talyn sneered, standing up and pounding his hands on the desk to lean over it. "Treat the new guy like crap, huh? I'll have you in front of the disciplinary committee, Kowalski! You have my word</>."

[identity profile] headkickpoet.livejournal.com 2008-10-12 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"'New guy'?" What the hell? Either Mustang hadn't let him in on some of this crap or just-- "Didya just threaten me?" he snapped, "GET OUTTA HERE before I sock you so hard your ears come off!"
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[personal profile] can_be_more 2008-10-12 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Talyn slammed his hands on the desk again and picked up his badge, pointing threateningly at Ray with his free hand. "Oh, I'll go," he said in a low, dangerous voice. "I'll go investigate crimes. But this isn't the last you've heard of me."

And with that, he stormed out to go do cop things.

[identity profile] headkickpoet.livejournal.com 2008-10-12 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"AND STAY OUT, FRUITCAKE!"

Ray rubbed the back of his head and turned to one of the troopers. "This island is completely whacko," he muttered.

The trooper just stared at him as if he'd grown a second head. "Yeah, thanks."
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