@fogbadge

Jac enjoyed the overnight shift.

Even the busy streets of Lumiose eventually quieted down. It was a nice break—gave the officer some alone time with only her trusty Stoutland by her side. Even if their were more disturbances once the sun went down.

It was this very same Stoutland that came to a point, alerting the officer to a stranger up-ahead. He towered over even the statuesque woman, and looked entirely—utterly out of place.

She swung her flashlight to illuminate his face, calling out to him in Kalosian.

The poor man just seemed flustered, rubbing where her flashlight met his violet eyes. Amused she let out a little laugh, he was no thug…just some lost tourist. She should have known.

Jac tries again, this time in her native Unovan, a little more approachable, flashlight bouncing away from the blonde’s face. “Sir—These aren’t exactly streets that one would want to get lost in.” She gives a placid smile, reserved for work. “May I help direct you to your destination?”

Damn tourists.

@officerjac

Morty didn’t know what to expect from Lumiose City. He knew it was large, much larger than Goldenrod City or Saffron City, or really, any city he had traveled to before. It was actually overwhelming how busy it was. But for the short period of time he was spending in the city, it would have been a shame to waste it all in the comfort of his hotel room, which he had done for the majority of the day.

After sunset, the city’s nightlife seemed to be just bearable enough for him to do some sightseeing, despite the limited number of options available at night. But it was worth it for him to be comfortable than overwhelmed by the onslaught of noise and complicated road maps written in a completely different language. He could only understand so much of the broken dialect that some of the natives used to guide him and he was pretty sure he had passed by that cafe three times in the last 45 minutes, if it was even the same cafe.

Goldenrod City never seemed like a walk in the park to him until after he got himself lost in the City of Lights.

He was caught off guard by a bright flash of light shining in his face, to which he quickly shielded his eyes from. Before he could muster the right words in his limited Kalosian vocabulary (something other than asking what time it was or where the bathroom was located), there was a noticeable look of relief when she switched her tongue to Unovan, which he was just proficient enough in to get by.

Hey, that’s all right!  If you’re having a rough time with things, then you don’t always want to deal with roleplay too, right?  Don’t worry about needing a break, my friend!  Ethan and Officer Jac will be on hiatus waiting for you until February 4th.  We’ll see you then!  Take care!

Quentin stuck his hand out from under the building's awning, a small smile appearing on his face as the rain splashed against it. The smile faded and he sighed heavily, looking out at the downpour a few inches away from him.

The rain had come very suddenly and Quentin found himself trapped in it without his umbrella.  While he had managed to find cover without getting too wet but was now stuck until the rain ended.

It came as quite the surprise when he the woman offered to share her umbrella. He was expecting to have to wait for hours, so it was nice to be given a way out of his predicament. On the other hand, it had been forever since someone did something nice like that for Quentin. He was a little hesitant, and let his concerns get the better of him. 

“An ex-gang member walks into a bar with the officer who arrested him in the past. Sounds like the start to a bad joke.”

He sighed as he looked at the green plant innocently hanging at the top of the door frame.

“And this is the punchline, I guess.” 

He had been on his way to an old bar he used to frequent during his time of crime. Unfortunately he had found himself frequenting less and less as Life’s Responsibilities grew more and more. Daigo hadn’t tasted good alcohol over the course of the year, and he had decided to treat himself tonight.

What had Jac said? “A celebration for getting him back on the right track?”

If that was the excuse to drink then he’d gladly deal with it.Even if he didn’t expect to bump into such…unusual company.

Today…For some reason he was feeling in a somewhat upbeat mood.Didn’t feel so angry or annoyed. 

Jack 

>“y’fcukn want what?”

>”t not my fault you can’t hnadle a drink jack”

Delinquent ♂ Dante

Brendan

Whoa, now!  I didn’t do anything!  No one saw me do it!  You can’t prove nothing, all right?!  If anything, you should keep an eye on all these darn delinquents and team-based criminals!  Look at them, walking around like they own the place.  And that lying thief over there... he’s just standing there... menacingly!  You better get on it.  Do a full sweep of the perimeter by following everyone on the Masterlist!