Freelance Police HQ, Sunday

[survivesplague.livejournal.com]

In order to get a little practice in while waiting for clients, Kyle was making a house of cards on his desk, using the Force to stack the cards.

Honestly, he was cheating there. By the time he got to the third level, the house was about to collapse, but he used the Force to give it some reinforcing.

[OOC: I shun OCD. SHUN IT!]

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[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

It was probably for the best that no one explain The Force to Vimes. Ever. he'd only stare blankly and just go with a fancy sort of magic and therefore not anything he dealt with.

But, he supposed he ought to check out this 'freelance police' thing. It was so very nice to see that private law existed everywhere.

"...working very hard here, I see."

[survivesplague.livejournal.com]

"Working harder than the owners, at least," Kyle said. "Can I help you?"

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

"Just checking in," Vimes replied, looking around. "Do much business?"

[survivesplague.livejournal.com]

"In terms of clients coming in and having us do things?" Kyle checked. "Not usually. Sam and Max had an assignment to hassle students for an afternoon a few weeks ago, though. I didn't catch your name."

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

"Vimes." It took too much conscious effort not to follow that with 'Captain Vimes', but he managed admirably. "The sheriff it seems."

[survivesplague.livejournal.com]

"Kyle Katarn. Desk jockey," Kyle said. "Assuming you're not actually leading up to arresting me for something, it's nice to meet you."

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

Vimes also managed to repress with twitch of a smirk at that. Kudos for him. "Done anything worth arresting for?"

[survivesplague.livejournal.com]

"I'm pretty sure this card house isn't up to local codes," Kyle threw out.

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

Which would be why Vimes gave it a nudge. It was a very solid looking house of cards, after all.

"I'll have to take your word on that."

[maxnotsam.livejournal.com]

There was a rabbit aiming a gun at Vimes's head. "Drop the bomb and no one gets hurt!!!" he announced. "MAYBE."

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

...

There was very little one could respond to that with and remain sane. "What bomb?"

[maxnotsam.livejournal.com]

Max shrugged. "So... You're saying you're NOT an evil saboteur out to assassinate me? That's good to know."

The gun was still aimed at Vimes. "Didja bring any candy?"

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

"No candy either," Vimes informed him slowly, not relaxing in the slightest. Because there was a talking rabbit pointing a gun at him.

...it stuck in the mind.

[maxnotsam.livejournal.com]

Max snapped his fingers, suddenly getting it. "Oh, you're a CLIENT!!!" he exclaimed. "Why didn't you SAY so???" He vaulted into the chair of his desk and looked at Vimes attentively.

While still aiming the gun at him.

"So, what can we do for you?"

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

"Lowering the weapon?" Vimes suggested oh so thoughtfully.

[maxnotsam.livejournal.com]

Max raised an eyebrow at Vimes. "We're Freelance Police," he explained. "Lowering weapons isn't something we DO."

As a compromise, he set the gun down on the desk, instead.

"Are you SURE you don't have a bomb? ...Would you LIKE one?"

[solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com]

"And I'm the actual police. Put it down," Vimes replied, crossing his arms over his chest. He was going to ignore the offer of a bomb. Ignooooore.

[maxnotsam.livejournal.com]

Snickering evilly, Max flicked on the ceiling fan.

[survivesplague.livejournal.com]

Keeping a hand outstretched, Kyle turned towards the switch. "Don't you think that's going to make it a little cold in here?" he asked.

The card house stayed up. Kyle was a bastard with the Force.

[maxnotsam.livejournal.com]

Max looked up at the fan. "What, this?" he asked. "Yeah, probably. Hopefully, it'll knock the cards down, first."

[survivesplague.livejournal.com]

"So you're just going to wait until it falls over?" Kyle asked.

[maxnotsam.livejournal.com]

Max aimed his gun at the house of cards. "Well, I do have a better idea, but I wanted to work on not being so predictable."

[survivesplague.livejournal.com]

With a small sigh, Kyle let the cards fall.

[maxnotsam.livejournal.com]

Max gave the cards a smug smirk. "Observe, young Grasshopper," he told Kyle. "When you, too, can make inanimate objects tremble in fear, THEN you shall be ready."

[survivesplague.livejournal.com]

"They didn't tremble. I just stopped holding them up," Kyle said, telekinetically pulling a card toward him.