Jack Landors (robinindahood) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-11-12 14:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | jack landors, z delgado |
Who: Jack and Z
What:Pissed Jack is pissed. Going out to kill some evil Orpheus selling bitch-vampires.
When: after learning about faith, early morning. Half an hour till sunrise.
Where: following leads. Then to a club
Warnings: mentions of drugs, cutting, likely violence.
SPD weren't only power rangers, they were cops. The best kind, Earth's second line of defense. When the police couldn't handle it, the rangers were called in. They were detectives. Jack had been taking care of the ranger part, but lacking in the other half. He felt like it was time to change all that with Faith's recent relapse into drugs. He couldn't blame her. This city was awful. It was changing even him. Not for the better. He was angry and exhausted more often lately. Not thinking all too clearly, but at least now he'd have Z with him. Not just a room full of vampires and magical drugs to torch without support.
"I think it's time to go to work Z." He gave her a forced smile as he zipped up his SPD jacket and pulled weapons from his night stand, but his eyes were mirthless and tired. Lately many of his actions had just been as if he wasn't entirely there, he was starting to close himself off again. He was scared to let anyone in because when people got around him, they just got hurt. But without certain people he was lost. And was nearly slipping into bad habits again, cutting. The more he pulled away the worse the temptation got. There were already several new marks lining his forearm. But hopefully the extra patrols would stop that, make him so busy he wouldn't have time to think or listen to that voice that told him cutting made things better.