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It's my problem too, and I'm not having my DCI walk into danger alone.

Sorry, Gene, but when it comes to my employment under Lapis and Lazuli, you're not my boss. You're just a mate from work -- no no, you wouldn't call us 'mates,' would you? You're just a bloke from work who's nosing into my personal business.

[ooc; towards Sam, in work cases and in general *writing the lead-up to Sam taking a leave of absence. Buahahah, test card girl is fun to play with* 2) Sam is displeased! 3) *cuddles* I'm sorry.]

That's not your choice to make.

[glares at him something fierce, more than ready to make a snap at him, finger in his face] You're treading dangerous ground there, Dorothy. But you want to work for them so bad? Fine. See if I give a shit what you do anymore.

[ooc: ooo. but yeah, I think he does, at least when it's something this big/personal/effects him emotionally. though he'd eventually crack and let Sam in, so to speak. *squees and wants to reeeead* I imagine she is~ 2) that's just too bad ^-^x 3) nah, it's not a problem, not really. the day just isn't doing what it's supposed to be doing, and I'm getting rather tired of stories that involve children being injured]

Why the hell not?

[takes a step back, away from Gene] Very mature, Guv.

[ooc; Hmmm, okay. Weeeell, I'll give it to you anyway, so you can correct me if I make any inaccurate guesses. 3) More of that? I'm very sorry. ...'course, being literary-minded, I immediately think of Ivan Karamazov.]

Because I'm DCI. I'm sheriff, not you, and I make all the calls, that's why.

[snorts] You don't want to listen to me, you wanna cower and scrape at those freaks' feet? Fine. I'm done wasting my breath on a div who doesn't even have the sense to keep the hell away from someone who's more than willing to kill him without a second thought.

[ooc: I'm sure you'll do fantastic, but I won't complain about getting to reeeead it~ *squees happily* 3) well, it's different that, but yeah. head-on collision with a school bus. I don't think any of the children were badly injured, but it's just... *sighs and loves* I think I love your mind, haha]

Well, Sheriff Hunt, I'm your bloody deputy and it's my duty to aid and assist you. That doesn't mean standing by and watching; that means walking in with you, side-by-side.

I haven't been hanging around any murderers.

[ooc; Oh, god. That's... Well, it does remind me as to why I can't go into reporting. I can barely watch the news without getting depressed. *hugs* My mind is a very pleasant place~ Don't let anyone tell you otherwise]

The sheriff goes it alone sometimes, Tyler, and you're in no shape to assist me right now.

[looks like he's about to respond to that, then just shakes his head] And you're not about to start. You're off this case.

[ooc: *snuggles* nah, it's okay. I'm just tired and really want to go home but can't because the divs at the state police have yet to issue a press release that would allow me to write a half-decent story, and all my investigative work has turned up empty-handed. at any rate! I do so love your mind, and won't let anyone tell me otherwise, promise~]

[bites his lip, looking over Gene, analysing him, more than a bit frustrated]

Guv, level with me. Why?

[ooc; Alas! So you're just waiting at work for the press release?]

[and oooh, how he wants to just shrug Tyler off. but something in him says no, he owes the bloke this much, so Gene shrugs, rubbing his forehead]

I've had enough of killing the blokes who are around me when I confront that bastard, Tyler. I don't fancy burying you again. You're still recovering and more than a little unhinged. It's not safe to put you in that situation.

[ooc: preeeeetty much.]

[folds his arms, though it's really more like he's hugging himself. He frowns, and after a moment, nods]

I'm not unhinged. But... I won't go, then. Can you... Will you wait? Talk to the Doctor about fighting his hypnotism. Then we could talk to the Master together.

[ooc; *pats and juggles for entertainment* In further news, Sam confessed his undying love for Gene. As I typed it up, I went, "Hahah, you sound gay for him~" But Sam's straight enough that he doesn't care if he sounds gay. Which, really, is an impressive mark of heterosexuality, and proves the inverse homophobia law.]

[watches him carefully, pulling out a cigarette and taking a few long drags, then flicks it to the ground and crushes it beneath his boot] Tell you what. I'll give it a week. If that Doctor bloke can't help, I'm going after the bastard. Alone.

[ooc: ooo, juggling! and awwww, that's so sweet! you shall have to show me tomorrow, woman! sam's so straight he's gay?]

[looks up in surprise, and then smiles] Yes, Guv.

Oh! I have something for you. [holds up a two 8-tracks] These are a couple of Whittaker albums I had, uh, lying around my flat [liaaaar] that came out after '73. Thought you might want a sampling of what the future has in store.

[ooc; it's this. Because, seriously, he stopped just short of 'I love him' when he was saying it. ...possibly, an effect of too much "Last of the Time Lords." And no, Sam's so gay that he's straight. Like that one dude on Yakitate!! Japan. Also, since it's clear I won't get to talk to you today: how goes work?]

[eyes the 8-track warily] The hell is that and why do you think I'd want anything to do with your bloody 'future?' You've got piss taste in music, Tyler.

[ooc: ...ohmygosh that's so cute. *gigglefits* and yes, I can see why that might be. also: I probably meant that when I typed it, I'm just stupid. buuuut I'm finally home! had to go to the store to get something to cook for dinner (which I am in the process of doing, as I haven't eaten since, um...about 10:30 a.m.) and then I'm going to spend some time with my husband. I never did get that damn report, though, so my story is mediocre, at best, and I had to cite another news source -_-x how are you doing, though?]

...you do have an 8-track player, don't you? [Sam is slightly horrified by the possibility of all his hard work going to waste because Gene is more of a technological caveman than he thought]

[ooc; Eating is good! Though not eating since 1:30 AM is bad. Husband good, lack of report for story, bad. I am... wearing my English hoodie. Which is good because it's warm and cuddly, but bad because I'm in such a mood to need the warm-cuddly. Thusly]

Course I do. Doesn't mean I want it tainted by your sodding music. I don't fancy looking a nonce listening to that drivel of yours.

[ooc: it was quite good! made pasta, so I've plenty left over for today and tomorrow. *snuggles* I hope you're feeling better now, then? though I'd be happy to give you warm-cuddlies if you still need them]

Okay then, Guv. [sets them down] Now, if you'll excuse me, I was trying to catch up on my recommended daily hours of sleep.

[ooc; Yay pasta! Eat more than that, though. FRUITS! VEGETABLES! DAIRY PRODUCTS! And... erm, just woke up. So we'll see if I feel better. *coughs*]

You do that, then. [claps him on the shoulder] And Tyler. Take it easy.

[ooc: yes yes, I will~ I love fruit. dairy might give me a problem, though. ...and don't you have school, missy?]

[tenses slightly (because it still freaks him out when he's touched near his neck, but he's getting better at hiding it) and looks up at Gene] I don't need coddling, Guv. I can handle this.

[ooc; ... oh yes, forgot about dairy. Oops! But fruit is good. ...school starts sooon. I'm getting dressed!]

In case you forgot, Tyler, you're one of my officers, and have just been through a traumatic experience. I'm just making sure you keep your head on your shoulders and do the smart thing for once, instead of running around like the div you are and getting into more trouble.

[ooc: *pats* 's okay, because fruit makes up for it! and you better hurry! I shall surely talk with you tonight after school~]

Guv, when I was drugged and raped, you threw me into a wall in the Lost and Found.

[ooc; *salutes* Have a good day~]

[you know, Sam, he was actually trying to be considerate for once, all things considered. since he, you know, offed you. but you're reeeeally pushing it] Would you like a bloody repeat, then, Gladys? 'sides, it's hardly rape if you liked it. Not my fault the bird had you fooled that easy she could trounce you up.

[that's because Sam is, indeed, a div] Forget it, Guv. The Whittaker tapes are for you. Take them or don't. Goodnight.

[and he turns his back on Gene to walk away and try at sleep]

[frowns after him, but lets him go and grabs the bloody tapes before heading out himself]