York (badlocksmith) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2016-11-28 18:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, agent york, olivia moore |
Who: Liv and York
When: During “Cheerleader” Brain
Where: Irvine PD
What: Random Encounter
Rating/Warnings: Low/None
Status: Complete!
York was really enjoying his work at the Irvine Police Department. He’d set up some new firewall protection for the station, and was working on upgrading the computers. They weren’t that bad, all things considered. But he was able to take what limited budget the PD had on its tech stuff, and use it to the best of its advantage. New routers, new software, some new hardware, but not as much as he probably would have liked. He was setting everyone up with new passwords for their accounts, to go with the new, reinforced security, and had to make the rounds and check in with everyone to make sure his emails were all understood.
It was cold and still in the morgue. York was a very much alive person, so to be in a place like this really made him feel like a fish out of water. He knocked on the door after stepping through. “Anybody home?” He asked in as friendly a voice as he could muster. The door swung closed behind him.
Liv was in the back office typing up some notes when she heard someone enter. The voice was familiar, someone she knew so she wasn’t worried. Sometimes random people walked into the morgue. Well not random but people she didn’t really know. Cops that weren’t Leon, PIs, and yes people looking for stitches.
“Back here!” Liv called cheerfully a smile plastered on her face.
York moved through the morgue with his laptop under one arm. It wasn’t a place he liked to be, though he’d had to come down here once every other week or so while he’d been working on setting up the new security. Thankfully, there were no corpses out today. There had been times when he’d seen them laying on the tables, and that was just… disturbing.
“Liv?” He asked. That sounded a lot more chipper than the last time he’d been down here. When she’d asked him to pick a card. “Hey,” he said, moving closer. “You terribly busy?”
“York! Hi!” Liv jumped up from behind the desk, literally jumped, and went to give York a hug. “Nope!” she exclaimed in answer to his question as she broke away from the hug. “I was just typing up some notes. What’s up?”
Startled was putting it lightly. But hey, York was a hugger. He grinned in a surprised way, and wrapped an arm around the petite blonde (platinum blonde?) to return the hug. “Uh… not much? I was just swinging by to check and make sure you’re back in the system after the update yesterday. If you’re typing up notes, I suppose that’s a yes?”
“Yup!” Liv exclaimed. “It’s perfect. And the update was A-M-A-Z-I-N-G amazing!” Liv was very into the spelling things out cheers lately. Or more accurately the girl whose brain she ate was.
She was quite the excitable one, wasn’t she? York was digging it, though. The enthusiasm was catching, even though it was confusing. “You’re… really excited about the software update. More than anyone else I’ve talked to so far, anyway.” He set his laptop down on an empty surface nearby, and hoped it didn’t normally house dead people. “Um… you’re not doing magic tricks anymore?”
“Because it’s amazing! Duh!” As if Liv hadn’t already said it and spelled it out. Even her attitude was surprising her a bit. She was even more perky than she had been on that optimism brain. “Nope. Magic was like sooo last week.” New week. New diet. New personality. “I can do a cheer for you though!”
York grinned as he watched her. It was pretty fun, pretty funny. The way the mortician kept changing personality? Well, okay, it was a little weird. He’d have to think on it. For now, though, very entertaining. And then she offered to do a cheer for him? As if he could say not that! “Go on, then. I wanna see this cheer.”
Liv wasted no time breaking into her cheer. “Who’s the best IT guy around? Who fixes all the computers and.. Sound?” Okay so her rhyming needed some work but whatever she was going for it. “J-A-M-E-S! Gooooo James!” she finished off the cheer by doing the splits. Right there in the middle of her office, in the morgue.
James laughed at the display, then gave a clap once she was finished. He was even more impressed at the splits than anything else, and reached out a hand to help her up off the floor. “Jesus, I had no idea you could do any of that.” He said, nodding. “But you should definitely keep it in the act. I’m way inspired to … y’know… go do things. Work things. After that.”
“Thanks!” Liv beamed as she got back on her feet. “Well, don’t let me stop you. Get to work,” she said motioning to her computer since he had come in to check up on things. “I have to check some test results in the lab anyway.”
York nodded. “Thanks for the cheer!” He said, grinning, then turned to head back up to his office.