firstofitskind: (suspicious)
Liam Kincaid ([personal profile] firstofitskind) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2018-07-24 09:01 am

Trooper Station, Tuesday

Liam checked in at the Trooper Station after breakfast at Verity's, and had rolled his eyes at the desk covered in cat toys.

(That he may or may not have played with during his time as a cat. Shh, he wasn't telling.)

Then, he'd headed out to do his usual rounds of the island. Which he'd kept up with as a cat, of course, but he was in much more of a position to actually do something if any problems larger than, say, a gremlin, popped up.

But nothing actually had, things were the usual sort of quiet... and so a somewhat rain-soaked Liam settled in to his desk to catch up on paperwork.


[ooc: oooooopen.]
died8yearsago: (angry talking)

[personal profile] died8yearsago 2018-07-24 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Again, explain to me why I should be comfortable going into an unknown situation with an armed person I do not know," Rosa said. "Both myself and Ralph were going to accompany him, doing our jobs to follow up. The way I see it, the only reason this was a problem, was because your Navy friend wasn't expecting me to be here, and he was expecting to be able to circumnavigate the system because he expected you to let him. That's a problem for me, boss."
died8yearsago: (defiant)

[personal profile] died8yearsago 2018-07-24 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"God, you don't get it, do you?" Rosa said, shaking her head, almost staring at him like he'd grown another head. "This isn't about the guns, Liam. If he'd wanted to be armed so bad, he should have kept his own gun with him; I wasn't going to wait for him to arm himself and put myself in another dangerous situation, because I don't know if you know this, but where I'm from, people shoot cops. He came in, telling me about a situation, and I wanted him to take me to it, and when he had an issue with it, guess what? He stayed here and gave a statement, and Ralph and me went."

She stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath.

"But that's not the problem. The problem that I have...and that you should have, too...is that this guy came in here claiming to be doing this on your authority and I didn't know anything about it. I can't do my job if I'm being undermined by the very person who's supposed to have my back. Maybe I'm just expecting way too much out of this place, and you, but if you honestly don't see a problem with that, then we got another problem we need to look at."

She held up a hand quickly, because she wasn't done quite yet and didn't want him edging in. "I know, you were a cat. Communication got messed up and I didn't handle the situation as well as I could have, but I was pissed. I'm only bringing it up right now because if you're going to be fine with your friends going above the law, tell them to at least be smart enough to not walk right into the one person on this island who's trying her hardest to maintain some semblance of it. You can try to at least show me that much respect. And if you're not fine with it, you know about it, and you can handle it, and you can fix it."

And that was almost enough talking and emotion out of her to last her for the rest of the year. She was almost as pissed off about that as she was the whole situation as a whole.
died8yearsago: (profile in calming the shit down)

[personal profile] died8yearsago 2018-07-25 12:55 pm (UTC)(link)
And, to Rosa, that if told her everything she needed to know about where she'd likely stand in anything regarding Kincaid and his friends. Her jaw tightened like a vice, eyes hardening to push back up that wall she'd foolishly just let down.

But at least now she knew.

"Good," she said, nodding shortly, turning to get back to the super important work she'd stopped to get into this mess. "Nice talk, boss."