Trooper Station; Monday [ 06/15 ].

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

At her desk, Daisy stretched a little and stifled a yawn, shaking her head at her computer screen. It was almost eerie to think that she had already finished the transcripts for the weekend's radios; they just seemed to short and sweet this weekend. Must have been a slow one. But, considering the sorts of things that usually stuffed the broadcasts up a bit, weird occurances, random monsters, etc, etc, she was thinking it was rather nice to have some brief ones every once in a while.

Even if this did mean she had to get started on that paperwork Ralph had brought over. "Ralph, how is there more paperwork now when nothing's happened than there is when things do happen?"

Ralph just shrugged. How was he supposed to know? He just worked here.


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[onyoursixboss.livejournal.com]

Well, he'd know more than Tony. Who was managing to type up his own meager reports using only two fingers.

...it was a work in progress.

"Nothing even happened and we write these."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

Daisy was trying her hardest not to stare at DiNozzo's progress. Was she the only officer here with any bloody computer competence, really?

"A bit crazy, innit?" she commented. "But at least it's something..."

That last bit was said with the sort of soul-crushed sigh of an unconvincing statement.

[onyoursixboss.livejournal.com]

Tony just had to stare at that sort of sigh. "Yeah, but... all these stories--sorry reports about strange things and nothing since I arrived?"

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"Probably trying to lure you into a false sense of security," said Daisy. "Besides, you arrived only right after the alligators."

[onyoursixboss.livejournal.com]

"Which I have yet to see proof of," Tony pointed out.

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"You saw the marks on my shoulder, Special Agent DiNozzo," Daisy reminded him. "And the official reports. I didn't realize I should have tried to keep one of the corpses around, too."

[onyoursixboss.livejournal.com]

Well...

"It would help."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

Great, and then the whole arresting a horsie bit would be replaced with that Detective Constable Day keeps corpses around just to show the newbies.

"I'll try to be better about that next time, then," she said dryly.

And then felt just randomly a little awkward over certain unresolved...things.

"But, uh, other than still thinking all the reports are just pulling your leg, how are you settling in? I think I still owe you that newbie lunch."

Pause.

"For realsies this time."

[onyoursixboss.livejournal.com]

"I moved in with my boss and some a guy that works at the gun shop in town," Tony replied. "It's turning out to be just peachy."

A beat.

"I could do lunch."

Actual lunch this time, yes.

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

"Would you prefer that something happened so you wouldn't be bored?" Gibbs asked sternly.

[onyoursixboss.livejournal.com]

"Boss!" Damn his ninja skills. "Well, it would so something to help break up the mo--" Toooony. Baaad. "No. Of course not."

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

"That's what I thought," Gibbs said sitting down at his desk. "Treasure the paperwork while you can. It means no one got killed last week."

[onyoursixboss.livejournal.com]

It wouldn't kill people to be a little more interesting, though. "What are we supposed to investigate then?"

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

"You can always find something," Gibbs replied already looking at his paperwork. "And you don't even have to wait until someone gets killed, DiNozzo."

[onyoursixboss.livejournal.com]

"Like what? Arrest someone for j-walking?"

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

"No," Gibbs said sharply as he signed off on some paperwork and was already walking it over to Ralph to have it filed. "You can help someone who needs it."

[onyoursixboss.livejournal.com]

"Right, Boss." Still. It wasn't like they were needed here like thay had been in DC.

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

Even though Gibbs had spent the entire weekend off planet, he certainly didn't show any sign of it as he breezed into the office.

"Day," he said in greeting as he headed to the coffee machine.

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

Daisy grimaced a little internally for the note lack of titles, but certainly wasn't going to say anything. Not outside of just making sure to include them herself.

"Special Agent Gibbs," she nodded back. "Morning."

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

"Good weekend?" he asked pouring himself a cup of coffee and heading over to his desk.

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"No complaints, really," said Daisy. "How 'bout yourself?"

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

"Spent most of it out of town babysitting a student," Gibbs replied deftly sorting his paperwork. "Wasn't too horrible."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"Babysitting a student?"

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

"He had a legal issue back home," Gibbs replied. "I lent him a him a hand with the case."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"Oh!"

Daisy wasn't at all envious that he actually got to do something, no, not at all, really...

"How'd it go?"