25/8, baby. [open]
Characters: members of the Watch
Location: All over Death City
Rating: PG, possibly higher
Time: from December 2 - all day, during various shifts - down to the morning of December 3.
Description: Watch patrols happen on a daily basis, but the events of such are usually handwaved. This one's the official log for this out-of-game month!
( LJ FAIL CANNOT STOP US FOR LONG. )
Location: All over Death City
Rating: PG, possibly higher
Time: from December 2 - all day, during various shifts - down to the morning of December 3.
Description: Watch patrols happen on a daily basis, but the events of such are usually handwaved. This one's the official log for this out-of-game month!
( LJ FAIL CANNOT STOP US FOR LONG. )
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He's never in his life been at loose ends like this. Maybe that's why the two kids catch his eye. Not unlike himself at that age, though he'd like to believe he was a lot better at stealth; their manner screams up to something, with the way they're whispering and casting furtive glances around.
Figuring out what it is they're up to sounds a hell of a lot better than wandering aimlessly. He starts to tail them, keeping a reasonable distance.]
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Might I ask why you are following these two, sir?
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Because it's my shift on the Watch, [he says, quietly,] and they're up to no good.
Why do you give a damn?
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[That last bit is said with a pointed look at Mello, because she's pretty sure if he's on shift, he's supposed to have someone with him. Not like she's really got much room to talk, but she's not on shift, is she?]
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He sure as fuck doesn't need a silent lecture from a little girl about how to do his job, and he's formulating a suitably scathing comment to this effect when the kids they're following peel off down an alley.
Mello instantly forgets sarcasm (thank god, something's happening), and holds up a finger to tell the girl to slow up, as he's done.]
Here we go.
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Except there's no time when their targets are moving and so are they, and she looks up at him briefly before skirting around him and taking off after them. That was too sudden and too quick a departure and she wants to make sure they don't get too far away if they really were up to something.]
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Subtle they're not, [he murmurs to the patrol partner he's apparently come down with for now, and shifts his jacket out of the way of the gun at his hip.
Then one of the punks transforms, into a crowbar, and the other only just catches him before he clatters to the pavement. Mello gives a quiet huff of amusement.]
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[Her own guns are hidden up the sleeves of her shirt, but she sees no reason to use them, and so she slides her eyes to his and then up to his face meaningfully.]
If you would be so kind as to cover me, I can try to avert this without any... unnecessary violence?
[She bounces on the balls of her feet a little, anxiously watching as the one boy gives another surreptitious look around before finally raising his partner in crime above his head to slam into the machine.]
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[Mello assumes his definition of 'necessary violence' covers significantly more situations than hers, and it does for a reason: experience. He doesn't need a silent lecture from a little girl.]
I've got another idea. You cover me. I'm slightly more intimidating.
[He knows they don't have time for a debate, and he's counting on her to know it, too.]
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As you wish.
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[They always do.]
You handle him.
[Mello doesn't draw, but his trigger finger's itchy as he strides over.]
Oi, morons.
[Sure enough, the one still human panics, drops the crowbar in his haste to save his own ass, and bolts. Mello sets a booted foot on the other. He knows what resonance gone wrong feels like, and he's not risking it.] Might as well give it up, kid.
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[She watches him go, gun held at the ready until the one that's still in his human form runs. He moves past Mello, either thinking him alone or not thinking he might have backup at all- she couldn't ask for an easier target. She darts out of her hiding place as he nears, and he spots her just a split-second too late. He tries to stop, to try and reroute his momentum back the way he came, but it's already too late. She has a foot on one of his knees and is using it to push herself upward, the knee of her other leg slamming into the underside of his chin. She hooks her other leg over his shoulder and rides the falling body to the ground, knee on his sternum even as the other one traps his shoulder uncomfortably away from the ground.]
It would be in your best interests not to resist. [She speaks calmly, but she cocks the gun even as she says it for good measure- with people like this, they will think her unwillingness to kill him a weakness. She has to assure him that it is no such thing, even as she raises her eyes to ( ... )
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He kicks the crowbar over, and the kid seems to know it's a lost cause, and changes back, doesn't put up a fight when Mello snags the collar of his shirt.]
Don't 'sir' me.
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[She looks between the boy he's got and the one she has, and arches her eyebrows.]
Will we be taking them in then?
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[One corner of his mouth might tug up in something like a smile. He's reasonably certain the kids will be back on the streets within days, if not hours, but they might at least think twice about crossing the Watch in future.
He starts to herd the one he's got towards Shibusen, and the jail.]
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