Freelance Police HQ [Monday]

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

Last week had been stressful, what with her new bosses trying to arrest her, and then the mission, and that whole getting shot thing. Triela paused at the door when she arrived at work, taking a deep breath to steel herself for another disaster.

That's how her life had been going recently anyway.

Left arm still in a sling, she went inside and went through the daily routine. There wasn't much to do, really. Which was odd. She would have thought that people as crazy as her bosses would generate a lot more paperwork.

She made a mental note never to mention this thought to them. Especially Max. They might start doing it just for fun.

Comments

Give them a call

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

Because Triela could totally use a chance to be surly on the phone to relieve some stress

Talk to Triela

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

And if you're lucky she'll make an effort to be civil

Re: Talk to Triela

[maxnotsam.livejournal.com]

Max walked into the room and jumped in the air. "Breaking and entering!" he shouted. "Breaking and entering! And aggravated intent to loiter! Don't make me have to arrest you again!!!"

Re: Talk to Triela

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"Didn't we go over this last week?" Triela sighed.

Re: Talk to Triela

[maxnotsam.livejournal.com]

"We WENT over it, and we're going to GO over it AGAIN!!!" Max insisted. "Sheesh, if we'd known you'd be all snobby about being arrested, we wouldn't have hired you. Now, are you going to come quietly, or do I get to be violent?"

Re: Talk to Triela

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"I got shot last week. I'm a bit irritable." She sighed and stood up from the desk.

"But if you're going to insist..."

Re: Talk to Triela

[samnotmax.livejournal.com]

"We shot at you?" Sam asked, frowning and scratching his temple with his gun. "I remember shooting at you when we hired you, but that's just part of the standard employee evaluation. Did we hit any major arteries?"

Re: Talk to Triela

[maxnotsam.livejournal.com]

"My favorite's the femoral!" Max contributed. "Not only is there lots of blood, but also it's in the groin." He chuckled. "There is no way that is ever not funny."

Re: Talk to Triela

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"No. I got shot at my other job," Triela explained. "And no. No arteries."

She turned to Max, "But the femoral is a pretty good one."

Re: Talk to Triela

[samnotmax.livejournal.com]

"Someone else shot you?" Sam growled, holding his gun out and glaring. "The nerve! Nobody shoots our employees but us!"

Re: Talk to Triela

[maxnotsam.livejournal.com]

Max pulled his gun out, too, and looked around the room, snarling. "Let me at 'em! Let me at 'em!!!"

Re: Talk to Triela

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"I didn't like it either," Triela sighed. "But I took care of it."

With a 12-gauge shotgun.

OOC

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

Mmm.... coco-bread. I love living across the street from a bakery.