http://gunandcoffee.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] gunandcoffee.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2009-08-27 06:53 pm

Trooper Station, Thursday (August 27)

Another day at the station and still no calls and no cases. This keeps up and she might take-up whittling. She even had Crews' knife all she needs is wood to start for now there were papers to file and there was coffee to finish.

[identity profile] headkickpoet.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 10:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, Reese!"

This was Ray. This was Ray ducking his head through the doorway and waving some paperwork at her.

[identity profile] headkickpoet.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 10:44 am (UTC)(link)
"You doin' something or just ogling bikini pictures?"

[identity profile] headkickpoet.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 10:50 am (UTC)(link)
"I got a whole stack of new and bogus paperwork in," he shot back. "I'm trying to figure out whether I'm going to send you out on patrol so I can dump it on noseboy, or we're going to shred it."

[identity profile] headkickpoet.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 10:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Quick thinking. Maybe I'll come w--"

Ralph came by, shaking his head at him. Ray glared after the guy.

"Nah. You hit up patrol, I'll figure out the paperwork. Just put away those bikini pictures, yeah?"

[identity profile] headkickpoet.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 11:08 am (UTC)(link)
Ray snorted. "Yeah, like Day and Cooper were into poker," he said, "Uh, good idea, but we'd have to--" Pause. "Think we can fleece the probie? Legally, I mean."

Bad Ray. Baaad Ray.

[identity profile] headkickpoet.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 11:18 am (UTC)(link)
Ray shrugged. "Day's real by the book," he said.

Because he'd never really met her off-duty before. Sigh, Ray. "Cop poker night next week," he announced. "...Probably with, uh, skittles for loot or something."

[identity profile] headkickpoet.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 12:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right here at the station," Ray said, wandering through the bullpen mostly so he could dump the extra paperwork on DiNozzo's desk. "After hours sounds good."

[identity profile] headkickpoet.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 12:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"We'll, uh, bring in some pizza," Ray decided. "Friday night. Listen, you got a patrol to get to."

[identity profile] famous-gut.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 11:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Reese," Gibbs said in greeting as he breezed through the office and headed toward his desk.

[identity profile] famous-gut.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 12:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Beats working," Gibbs replied as he sat down and methodically began sorting all the paperwork into it's appropriate stacks. "You?"

[identity profile] famous-gut.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 12:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"You mean you'd rather have a case," Gibbs replied as he started going through the paperwork. "Which means someone would have to get stolen from, hurt or perhaps killed. You really want to wish that on someone?"

[identity profile] famous-gut.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 12:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Gibbs knew exactly what she meant. And knew about the whole intellectual rush thing.

He just felt it was important to remind people the costs of the job.

"Good," he snarked. "We'll let you do the notification of the next of kin when something happens."

[identity profile] famous-gut.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 01:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, count me in," he replied. "Who's hosting?"

[identity profile] famous-gut.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 01:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Works for me," Gibbs said already finished with one stack of paperwork and mvoing on to the next. "We playing for cash or chips?"

[identity profile] famous-gut.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Gibbs's head didn't move but his eyes focused on Dani with a perplexed look on his face.

"Skittles?"

Gibbs really needs to get out of the basement more often.

[identity profile] famous-gut.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 02:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"M&M's? Sure," Gibbs replied. "Are they chocolate?"

[identity profile] famous-gut.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 02:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Do I look like a guy who eats candy?" Gibbs countered sounding a little gruff.

[identity profile] famous-gut.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Age has nothing to do with it," Gibbs replied.

Being completely unobservant of pop culture had everything to with it.

[identity profile] famous-gut.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh?" Gibbs said sounding a little amused as he stacked up another finished bit of paperwork. "What would that be?"

[identity profile] famous-gut.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know what chocolate is, Reese," Gibbs said shaking his head."I just don't need it. Skittles on the other hand I have no idea."

[identity profile] famous-gut.livejournal.com 2009-08-27 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Watch out for gremlins," Gibbs smirked.