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goodcop[pretend this was posted at like, 12 noon today. Cybil's outside the Mart in Cherrygrove, sitting on a bench. despite the shitty temperatures, she just wants to get out for a little bit, though she looks kind of cold. she's letting her Pokemon stretch his legs.]
It looks like the weather's still bad, so it might be a few more days until I hit the road. But it feels kind of pointless going from town to town without any real agenda...unless we have to fight those Gym Leaders I keep hearing about.
Anyone know how the law enforcement works around here, and if there's any way I could be a part of it? I'm a cop back home, a damn good one, and it would kind of be nice having some form of income while helping others at the same time. It'll give me more of a purpose around here, if I am forced to stay here for however long.
[a pause, and she pats her knee.]
C'mere Rinty.
[her Houndour jumps up and takes a seat next to her. LOOKS LIKE CYBIL LEARNED TO EMBRACE HER HELLISH MUTT PARTNER. he sniffs the camera and rests his head in her lap. definitely a quiet-natured one. and less coldness on Cybil's part thanks to AWWWUH YEAH WARM FIRE TYPE~]
You know, like Rin Tin Tin? Cheesy as hell, I know. But if I'm stuck with him, I might as well try to make nice and give him a name. He's definitely come in handy with all this cold weather, it's like owning a portable heater.
It looks like the weather's still bad, so it might be a few more days until I hit the road. But it feels kind of pointless going from town to town without any real agenda...unless we have to fight those Gym Leaders I keep hearing about.
Anyone know how the law enforcement works around here, and if there's any way I could be a part of it? I'm a cop back home, a damn good one, and it would kind of be nice having some form of income while helping others at the same time. It'll give me more of a purpose around here, if I am forced to stay here for however long.
[a pause, and she pats her knee.]
C'mere Rinty.
[her Houndour jumps up and takes a seat next to her. LOOKS LIKE CYBIL LEARNED TO EMBRACE HER HELLISH MUTT PARTNER. he sniffs the camera and rests his head in her lap. definitely a quiet-natured one. and less coldness on Cybil's part thanks to AWWWUH YEAH WARM FIRE TYPE~]
You know, like Rin Tin Tin? Cheesy as hell, I know. But if I'm stuck with him, I might as well try to make nice and give him a name. He's definitely come in handy with all this cold weather, it's like owning a portable heater.
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Date: 2011-02-06 03:04 am (UTC)I guess so... [As much as she dislikes them, Heather can grudgingly admit that they were in a pretty difficult position. Getting dozens upon dozens of people from different dimensions showing up was almost like having visitors from space suddenly landing en masse once a week and no way to stop it or make them go home.] The locals... I'm honestly not sure all of them even know some of us are foreign beyond... particularly clueless tourists, I guess... but word does spread sometimes and some of them have gotten a little wary.
[New Barkers in particular had gotten even more determined to keep their doors shut to the weekly flood of newbies after getting collectively beaten up when one of said newbies went psycho. It had been months ago but memory lasted longer than bruises, apparently.]
And ehh... [She makes a face and a 'so-so' gesture with one hand.] There's been... stuff. [Kidnappings. Disappearances. Not to mention one hell of a 'you're on your own' culture in general... but ...]
[In any case, she brightens up a little despite herself when the topic's shifted, and busies herself shoving the dog's shaggy butt aside so that she can have more of the screen again, although he's still sorta spazzing around to the side.]
Yep, that's him. He's not exactly the brightest crayon in the box. [As was... plainly obvious.]