Trooper Station, Friday

[firstofitskind]

Liam hadn't listened to the radio that morning, or he'd probably have a pretty good idea of why all the Troopers seemed to be walking on eggshells (not literally- he checked, this was Fandom after all) around him.

Calvin even brought him tea.

Liam winced a little as he eased himself into the chair at his desk. He was basically a walking bruise at this point, thanks, Beau. There were... a lot of reports to go through, after all the time he'd missed.

"Did you guys really subject Rosa to musical numbers?" That couldn't have gone over terribly well.

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[what_the_shock]

Miguel had listened to the radio. And while he might not be going to offer Verity ice cream (although the jury was out on that one), he was going to drop by the station.

"Liam, what the hell?"

[firstofitskind]

Liam squinted at Miguel. Sure, he hadn't been by yet to pick up most of like... his furniture and stuff, but he didn't actually think any of the guys would mind.

"Uh, sorry?" he tried. "Things have been kind of hectic lately. I haven't had a lot of time."

[what_the_shock]

"Time?" Miguel flopped into a chair in front of him. "For what? Look, never mind. You and Verity love each other, anybody can see that, you moved out to live with her, and now you're breaking up with her? Seriously, what the shock?"

[firstofitskind]

"To get the rest of my-... Wait, back up, I'm what?" Liam squawked.

[what_the_shock]

"Radio said you were breaking up!" Miguel rolled his eyes. "Okay, please tell me that means you're really not."

[firstofitskind]

"We had-" Liam sighed. "We had an argument. I fucked up. Like, really bad." And no, he did not particularly want to go into details. "But then we made up."

Things were sort of fragile, at the moment, but the two of them... they were still a pair.

[what_the_shock]

"Thank shock." Miguel blew out a breath. "Okay, so radio overstated it. Which...is probably not surprising, considering the source." Nina.

"So, can we move onto your new look?" He gestured at Liam's face. "Not a good one."

[firstofitskind]

"Beau would disagree," Liam said drily.

[what_the_shock]

"Yeah?" Miguel grinned. "That's because Beau is nuts. In a good way. I think."

[firstofitskind]

"Definitely in a good way," Liam agreed.

He was particularly fond of the fact that she'd recognized exactly what he'd been after yesterday, and then had delivered.

[what_the_shock]

"Okay, so you're good with Verity or working on it, and the face redecoration is voluntary. Anything the rest of us need to worry about?" Miguel asked.

[firstofitskind]

Liam... gave serious consideration to lying.

"Probably," he admitted. "But I'm working on that too." He hoped.

[what_the_shock]

Miguel frowned and leaned in. "Okay, spill."

[died8yearsago]

Rosa hadn't been making a habit out of coming in on Fridays now that her class had been moved to that day, but with her being out for a week in Iceland and Kincaid doing...whatever had apparently kept him away, she didn't really care that much and was afraid that asking the troopers about it would just result in more song and dance, she figured it wouldn't hurt. So she swung by today, just to check in, to see if there was anything that needed doing, especially since she wasn't really doing anything else.

"Oof," she said, once she spotted Kincaid actually at his desk this time, "did your face always look like that?"

And it was...actually an honest, genuine question, not an insult. She hadn't seen him in a while and Rosa tended to forget things like a cool person. And she hadn't really kept up on radio for the week because she still preferred to do it all on Mondays to be annoyed at everyone all at once instead of in little pieces every day.

[firstofitskind]

"No," Liam sighed, reaching up to rub the bridge of his nose. "It's a new look I'm trying out."

[died8yearsago]

"I mean," said Rosa, after a moment, perhaps some half-hearted attempt to consider that just left her wrinkling her nose a little, "you do you, but just remember, I've still got to look at you from my desk across the station."

But her frown seemed to take on something akin to actual concern. "You okay, though, boss?"

Rosa was actually asking and mostly kind of meant it. That's how bad it was, Liam.

Sure, she was still hoping he'd say yes and blow the question off, but hey. She was asking. That counted for something, right?

Besides this place clearly making her soft.

[firstofitskind]

"I'll take that under consideration," Liam promised. Then: "You want the honest answer, or the polite conversation answer?"

[died8yearsago]

"Mmm." There was a lot packed into that one, small grunting sound.

"I think you just managed to give me both by even asking that question," she noted. "Props on the efficiency."

Meanwhile, Rosa tried to weigh out which she hated more: getting the honest answer or polite conversation, and since both were terrible, she decided to just leave it with an awkward, "Well...if you need anything..."

Hey. She was trying, here.

[firstofitskind]

Liam nodded. "When you get a chance to listen to the broadcast," because he knew her habits, yes, "It's not as bad as the radio makes it sound." He'd already been through that misunderstanding with Miguel, at least.

[died8yearsago]

Well, that sounded ominous.

Rosa quriked a brow. "So don't trust the drunken rodents and the idiots," yes, she knew she was sometimes one of those idiots, "who read their scribbles. I thnki I can manage that."

[firstofitskind]

"Aren't you sometimes one of th-" Liam broke off, shaking his head. "Never mind."