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Anyone heard from Broklehurst or Styles lately? I know it's their honeymoon, but it's not like them to be away from society for too long. Unless, of course, they've decided to live in bed, in which case I do not want to know.
A picnic open to the public is a bit unorthodox when it comes to recruitment, but I won't complain. I've had lots of vacation time, especially waiting for my hands to heal after those burns, and it's time to get back to work. It's a bit disappointing that Commander Vimes left the city, I think I would have liked to work with or under him. And if all else fails there's always the good old American tradition of privatization.
I'd like to say the psychopaths and terrorists have been quiet lately, but that might jinx it.
[Private//unhackable]
I guess I was getting more run down by this place than I thought, after that speak-your-mind curse. At least some good came of it. What on earth am I supposed to call him anyways, my boyfriend? Too juvenile. "Lover" is too tacky, "partner" is too stuffy. It's one thing for him to call me his girl, but he's no boy. What a stupid thing to get hung up over. At least it's a little less tense in the mornings. Wish it was easier to talk to him about myself, though. Wish Nicholas was around to talk to, come to that.
Joining the police force is one thing, but most of the people working there are just kids and I don't think my pride can take working for a teenager no matter what supernatural abilities they might have. Police work isn't all running around and waving a gun. There is a little thing called experience, but I guess I'll just have to show them how it's done. And some of them are soldiers for heaven's sake. Yeah, definitely going to have a lot of work to do here. Logan gets his cottage fixer-upper and I get a fledgling police department of my very own. Exciting.
[ooc: George has been angsting a lot lately, and that's probably my bad influence, but she'll be back to her old hardworking self now. Every time I rewatch TSW she gets more and more badass. ♥ Go through the last few posts of hers and Logan's for juicy details (and feel free to have suspicions IC as well)~]
A picnic open to the public is a bit unorthodox when it comes to recruitment, but I won't complain. I've had lots of vacation time, especially waiting for my hands to heal after those burns, and it's time to get back to work. It's a bit disappointing that Commander Vimes left the city, I think I would have liked to work with or under him. And if all else fails there's always the good old American tradition of privatization.
I'd like to say the psychopaths and terrorists have been quiet lately, but that might jinx it.
[Private//unhackable]
I guess I was getting more run down by this place than I thought, after that speak-your-mind curse. At least some good came of it. What on earth am I supposed to call him anyways, my boyfriend? Too juvenile. "Lover" is too tacky, "partner" is too stuffy. It's one thing for him to call me his girl, but he's no boy. What a stupid thing to get hung up over. At least it's a little less tense in the mornings. Wish it was easier to talk to him about myself, though. Wish Nicholas was around to talk to, come to that.
Joining the police force is one thing, but most of the people working there are just kids and I don't think my pride can take working for a teenager no matter what supernatural abilities they might have. Police work isn't all running around and waving a gun. There is a little thing called experience, but I guess I'll just have to show them how it's done. And some of them are soldiers for heaven's sake. Yeah, definitely going to have a lot of work to do here. Logan gets his cottage fixer-upper and I get a fledgling police department of my very own. Exciting.
[ooc: George has been angsting a lot lately, and that's probably my bad influence, but she'll be back to her old hardworking self now. Every time I rewatch TSW she gets more and more badass. ♥ Go through the last few posts of hers and Logan's for juicy details (and feel free to have suspicions IC as well)~]