Trooper Station, Friday

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

Okay, Ray figured he was gonna start this one off slow. Real slow. Some of these things just required dedication and commitment and stuff like that. And patience.

Tea bags.

He'd gone in early and lined the edge of Day's keyboard with dried-out tea bags. Just four little tea bags. Earl Grey. Yep.

Then he took his seat and got to work. Yay, work.

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[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

Bless, now, that was just dirty.

Or, actually, purely coincidental as Kowalski would have had no idea about her weekend activities. And, besides, even as a Brit thing, wet tea bags would have been so much more annoying.

Still, as she settled in, she simply acknowledge the tea bags by moving them as she idly (and badly, it must be said) hum God Save the Queen and set them aside and eventually just brushed them over into her waste basket and set to her own work with not a stitch more of acknowledgment.

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"Hey Day," Ray threw at her from over his desk. There abouts. Something. Whatever. "Stop killin' the cats already."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

It was humming! It wasn't that bad!

"I'll need to," she said, "for the catgut for the violin strings I might be needing for pity songs if no one gets your coffee for you today."

Okay, she only threw that one out because it had somehow occurred to her in the few seconds that had passed.

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

Ray faked laughter. "You're a real poet, Day. A real poet," he replied, dumping his feet on the desk. It may almost be seen as demonstrative. Almost.

Totally.

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"I get that a lot," noted Daisy, who, almost as a demonstration all her own, continued working. Not that there was a lot to work on, really, but it was amazing what one could come up with if they tried.

"Busy day for you, I see, Kowalski," she added lightly.

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"Don't even start anything," Ray said, all warning tone and stuff. "You joke about that now, dragons are gonna start falling out of the sky tomorrow and we'll be stuck with the paperwork."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

To that, Daisy just grinned a bit and knocked on her desk. She wasn't exactly sure if it was wood or not, but close enough.

"One can only hope."

This weekend, actually, would be perfect for a dragon invasion, as she didn't even have any other plans to spoil it up.

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"What, you gonna try to arrest a dragon this time?" Ray asked, eying the top of her head. "Don't think that fits in a cell."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"Unless I'm very mistaken on the nature of dragons," said Daisy, "I don't think that's a situation where capture will be an option. I can't imagine one taking too much stock in one brandishing a badge and telling them to stop in the name of the law."

There was a pause.

"I could be entirely wrong, though. I've never met one."

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"You arrested a horse, Day. Dragon's just a step up from there."

Yeah, he was never going to get over the horse thing. Heh.

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"And," Daisy elaborated, "only a horse since transferring here."

If one listened closely, they might have detected a sigh in there.

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"We haven't had that many invasions since we got here," Ray pointed out in return. "I'm holdin' my breath here."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"And I'm just getting antsy. I miss real copper work. We haven't had anything like that since the whole thing with Stark."

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"He broke into Pepper's apartment the other day," Ray offered, snerking. "Tasered the crap out of him. I'm hoping she'll press charges or something."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

Daisy's eyes widened as she looked over at Kowalski. "Bless, she should!"

And not just to give them something to do, really.

No, really.

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"Guy deserves it," Ray agreed, bobbing his head. Not just because he was an asshole, but because B&E was a misdemeanour. Yep. He was going to look it up again in the Maryland penal code in a sec. Like he'd done twice so far. "And hey, it's something to do."

Ray was shameless.

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"And not just something to do!" said Daisy, with a new fire alight inside of her. "It's breaking and entering! That's a misdemeanour! I'm very glad she got him on her own defense, but a law was still broken!"

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

Ray held up... the penal code.

He'd barely given it a skim before the whole Pepper B&E thing, but now he treated it like a bible or something. "Wanna see the article he broke?"

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

Daisy's eyebrow quirked. Ray taking the initiative? She couldn't help wondering if he'd have even bothered if it didn't involve his new girlfriend.

"For breaking and entering?" she asked, before rattling off all the likely suspects for that sort of offense.

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

Oh, Ray'd have bothered. He just wouldn't be going around carrying a copy of the penal code just so he could shove it in Tony Stark's face if the guy somehow miraculously appeared in front of him.

"Okay," he said, blinking, "Girl Fraser. Quit being spooky."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"I've only studied!" Daisy insisted. "That's all. And breaking and entering is a big thing in fraud. It's usually how the means are met. They go hand in hand quite often, so I'm pretty well versed."

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"How much of a, uh, jail sentence on that in merry old England, Day?"

He was just curious.

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"Maximum sentence," said Daisy, "of fourteen years in the case of a dwelling, which this would certainly be. Three years minimum. Holds more water if there's been a burgle, which I doubt would be the case as the victim was home and armed."

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"Nice," Ray said, and whistled through his teeth. "I gotta get her to press charges." Subtly! "On the other hand, it's her boss."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"That doesn't make it right!" Daisy said. "That makes it even worse, because it puts the victim in a situation where the person committing a crime against her is a person in a position of power over her. But, Kowalski, you have to be careful. If she presses charges, it shouldn't be because she's been badgered into it. But since he's her boss, she might be reluctant out of fear of consequence. It's an extremely delicate situation."

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"Eh, I'll just tell her to press charges."

Subtlety, thy name was Kowalski.

"If she doesn't, she doesn't. Guy can't change his diapers without her, anyway."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

Daisy eyed Kowalski a little warily, but she nodded.

She could already feel the pit of sadness over the possibility that she wouldn't, though. Small and heavy, it seemed to settle right in the center of her chest, behind her ribcage, lodge in between her lungs and nestling against a bleeding heart.