Trooper Station; Monday [04/16].

[died8yearsago]

Rosa always had to hold her breath a little when she came into work after spending the weekend away, half afraid of what kind of nonsense she'd find waiting at her desk for her, but she figured whatever weird stuff went down over the last few days was still not going to beat the weird stuff that went down the weekend before. Still, she had no random children waiting for her in her apartment, and it appeared that there were no absurd reports waiting on her desk when she got into the station.

Huh.

...she almost didn't know what to do with herself now. But, hey, there was always Solitaire.

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[1000yearstoolate]

The solitaire was to be temporarily interrupted. Seivarden walked into the station looking quite worried, and she sighed when she saw who was on duty.

"Oh, fuck," she muttered to herself. Didn't they have other people working here too?

[died8yearsago]

Not really. Although it depended on how you defined the word 'work.'

And how could Rosa respond to that with anything besides a confused, almost slightly offended look. Oh, fuck, like she had been the one to intrude on Seivarden's day, like this jackass hadn't been the one to waltz through the door, being all surprised that one of the only cops on the entire island might be, gasp, at the station, doing, the nerve of it all!, her job.

Well, kind of doing her job. It was a slow day.

"What?" she asked. "Are you lost or something?"

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden gave Rosa a condescending look.

"My cat is stuck in a tree."

[died8yearsago]

Rosa snorted. She couldn't help it. She could only imagine that poor animal merely trying to escape and couldn't blame it one bit.

"Isn't that something firemen usually handle?"

[1000yearstoolate]

Actually, unlike most people on the island, Issa likes Seivarden, which might have something to do with Seivarden treating her better than she did most people.

"Firemen? There's no fire."

Rosa was probably just being lazy.

[died8yearsago]

"There's no crime, either," Rosa pointed out. "Though there might be in getting it back to you. I'll have to get PETA on the phone, make sure it's not animal abuse."

[1000yearstoolate]

"You're Security, aren't you even going to be helpful? Don't you have ladders?"

She was definitely just being lazy.

"And what do you mean with animal abuse? Last week you found it suspicious that children visited the flower shop. Are you bored of something?"

[died8yearsago]

"I found it suspicious that children claiming to be mine were visit in a flower shop," Rosa corrected. "There's a differemce. The other kids were just incidental."

But she leaned to the side a little, to call out around Seivarden. "Hey, Ralph, we got a ladder back there somewhere? Make yourself useful. We've got a citizen in distress."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Your children from another universe wanted to give you flowers," Seivarden said. "Well, one of them did. How is that suspicious?"

She would have been so happy if that had happened to her. What was wrong with Rosa?

Oh, and a ladder. "It's my cat," Seivarden clarified to the one called Ralph, and ignored Rosa's comment.

[died8yearsago]

How did no one else in the room seem to realize how crazy that sounded? But, then again, she was pretty sure that no one else in the room had been thrown into prison after being blackmailed by someone you thought was on your side. They probably didn't have a list about a mile long of vengeful criminals they'd tossed in jail. They probably hadn't watched nearly everyone around them be systematically blackmailed or tossed into witness protection for their own damn safety.

So she was a little suspicious. Sue her.

There was no arguing with crazy people, though, so she just sort of looked at Seivarden expectantly and nudged her toward the door with a cock of her head. "Well, go on," she said, "show him where to find this cat, unless you want to waste taxpayer's money having the poor dummy searching through every tree on the island."

Which, admittedly, she thought would be great, but between Ralph on a wild-cat-chase and getting Seivarden out of the station, she'd choose the latter any time.

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden might actually give her some leeway when it came to being suspicious, although that wasn't as bad as being in suspension for a thousand years and waking up with everything you had gone. Obviously.

She glanced at Rosa, almost smiling, then turned to Ralph.

"So," she said, the tone of her voice making it clear that she was used to getting the assistance she asked for. "She's in the park. Follow me."

[died8yearsago]

God, even seeing that almost-smile made Rosa want to punch something.

It would probably be the copier later.

She shook her head, ignoring the glare she could feel Ralph giving her through his helmet (what? It was his job as a grunt; if Seivarden had come in demanding to know why the cat was in the tree, then, sure, she'd step in, but it would be a pretty open-and-shut case), returning to her game, failing to hide an almost-smile of her own.

But she had to admit, she was maybe a little bit excited to type of the report when the trooper got back, imagining he'd have a...few choice words to say in regards to the assignment.

[1000yearstoolate]

Issa was in a tree because she liked climbing them but wasn't as good at getting down.

Hopefully the helmet wouldn't scare her. Although, Seivarden thought, her smile widening a little as she left the station, Rosa might actually be scarier.