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"Oh- god-" The young woman hurridly wiped away her tears, giving the kid a wobbly smile. "Hey, Ango- what's up, sweet pea?"

“The place is kinda a mess. Sorry bout that.” Sarah moved quickly, trying to clean up some of the worse of it as the other came inside. Boxes from the move that never happened still crowed the living area, the for sale sign had only been taken away that morning. “You want a cuppa?”

It was another day, another hour, another minute of the daily ground that was being a police office in the city.  Cole moved through the city, watching the people moving about their daily lives, he didn’t really focus on what everyone was doing.  He sighed and finished his last few fries, before checking the tie.  He had a few more minutes before he needed to back on the clock, but he couldn’t exactly come up with any more reasons to not clock back in.   So with a shake of his head, and a hand through his hair, he switched dispacth back on, and picked up the mic.  “This is Charlie one-two,”  He said calmly.  “I’m back on duty,”  He said calmly.  “Alright, Charlie 1-2, we have a 139, on Belvedare, 3450 is the house number,”  Dispatch responded.  “Charlie 1-2 I’m on my way,”  He responded starting the cruiser, before pulling into traffic and heading for Belevdare Road, tapping his hands on the steering wheel as he edged down the street, looking at each house number, finally pulling the cruiser to the curb, in front of a 2 story home, set a bit back from the road.  “Charlie, 1-2, I’ve arrived at the address, I’m going in,”  He said into the mic before getting out and heading up the sidewalk and the front steps, he looked around for a few seconds before knocking on the door and waiting for a few minutes. 

Pyro grinned, poking Krystal in her side to wake her up. " Hey, let's pull a prank on Nairu~" Nairu slept soundly, his book on his chest and his glasses falling off the bridge of his nose.