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maskormenace2014-03-22 09:56 am
glestrade) wrote in maskormenace2014-03-22 09:56 am
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[ Greg's set up at a table, elbows propped up around the evidence of his breakfast - a crumpled napkin, a plate with silverware deposited on top, finished - somewhere outside with a view of a street: a sidewalk café. He looks tired and not all that well put-together, but the largeish celery garnish jutting out of his glass is a good sign he's on his way to repairing the night's damage.
It's enough that he's smiling, anyway, and looking sufficiently loose, if a little pensive. He doesn't like eating alone. ]
I was thinking last night - there's so many differences in police work between here and back home, London. Some of it's just language, jargon, you know, and some of it's just a matter of degree I guess. Guns, everyone talks about that one. We do have them, you know. I mean - I don't, hardy ever touched one, but it's not like they aren't …
[ Realizing he knows extremely little about gun regulation in this country, he decides to abandon that train of thought - not the point, anyway. ]
Well. There's lots of stuff that's different. But most of it's the same, there's different words and standards for things, but it's all pointed at the same goal, right? All over the world, or most of it. Even moreso when you used to be the same country, or have the same laws, or whatever. You find out whodunnit, and you work on making sure they can't do it again. I don't really understand how anyone can do any other kind of work, but this kid Fred I knew in school said the same thing to me about playing the piano, so it's just each to his own.
[ He takes a drink, and sets his chin in his hand. ]
I do miss my team, though. Not that I'm complaining, being a consultant's fantastic, the hours are unbeatable, you get to - you know, focus a bit more, I guess, because your job's … smaller. That's really nice. But being part of the office, the - something bigger, even if half the time it's cursing over how long it takes to get a requisition or politics or something like that, the people.
[ With a bit of a laugh and a self-deprecating half-smile, he pushes his hand through his hair and glances to one side. ]
That's a bit stupid, though, isn't it. There's people everywhere.
[ He just doesn't have any to talk to in person first thing in the morning, and for him, an hour or two is too long to go without. Feeling a little silly for this makeshift replacement, he just flashes a quick smile before shutting off the camera. ]
It's enough that he's smiling, anyway, and looking sufficiently loose, if a little pensive. He doesn't like eating alone. ]
I was thinking last night - there's so many differences in police work between here and back home, London. Some of it's just language, jargon, you know, and some of it's just a matter of degree I guess. Guns, everyone talks about that one. We do have them, you know. I mean - I don't, hardy ever touched one, but it's not like they aren't …
[ Realizing he knows extremely little about gun regulation in this country, he decides to abandon that train of thought - not the point, anyway. ]
Well. There's lots of stuff that's different. But most of it's the same, there's different words and standards for things, but it's all pointed at the same goal, right? All over the world, or most of it. Even moreso when you used to be the same country, or have the same laws, or whatever. You find out whodunnit, and you work on making sure they can't do it again. I don't really understand how anyone can do any other kind of work, but this kid Fred I knew in school said the same thing to me about playing the piano, so it's just each to his own.
[ He takes a drink, and sets his chin in his hand. ]
I do miss my team, though. Not that I'm complaining, being a consultant's fantastic, the hours are unbeatable, you get to - you know, focus a bit more, I guess, because your job's … smaller. That's really nice. But being part of the office, the - something bigger, even if half the time it's cursing over how long it takes to get a requisition or politics or something like that, the people.
[ With a bit of a laugh and a self-deprecating half-smile, he pushes his hand through his hair and glances to one side. ]
That's a bit stupid, though, isn't it. There's people everywhere.
[ He just doesn't have any to talk to in person first thing in the morning, and for him, an hour or two is too long to go without. Feeling a little silly for this makeshift replacement, he just flashes a quick smile before shutting off the camera. ]
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[Poor drunk-ish...British cop guy...maybe?]
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[ Which is all the more reason to take it easy: that's experience talking. ]
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[Law. Superheroing. Everything.]
It's not like this all over the country, I promise you. It's much quieter here than it is in one of the big cities.
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[ He'll stick to that wordless noise of agreement - he'd need another couple cocktails to start going off on a stranger about the inevitable disappointments of marriage, say. ]
I came from London - I've had plenty of that, there's only so many years of that nonsense you can put in. I prefer the smaller towns, really.
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If you're looking for quiet, you're in the wrong town for that. Wrong business now. Superpowers get explosive. Quite literally, frequently.