Angel Grove Net

I've not said enough things here, but DO allow me to boast a little, of the last few weeks of police academy. NOT the unfortunate film series, which, yes, a certain study partner's husband has forced me to watch one of, and...sorry, that IS moving far away from the point.

We've moved into Crime Scene Investigation, wherein a mock crime scene is set up in a home and we practise everything we've learnt about in class, in a real setting.

Between the fact that I am no amateur and Arno's had his own experiences in detecting and...in the words of our instructor, we "crushed it". In the words of another classmate we "destroyed the curve".

It really IS too bad there's not much chance Arno and I will be hired as a team, even if the same station expresses any interest in hiring us, but all the same.

Locked: Vignette and Chez Cormac-Dorian (including Harry, Uma, Evie Frye)

Perhaps we should arrange some sort of celebration of our success? At least the four of us, but perhaps Harry and Uma would like to attend too? It's a bit foolish, but family IS something to value here.

The cinema is...fascinating. Attending the cinema with a mate from training because his husband is out of sorts and he needed to get away from him was interesting. At this point, he said he had seen everything else, so we went to the Walt Disney one, about the wicked faerie from the story of the slumbering prince, well princess, in this universe, it seems, but most of the other elements felt similar. I didn't understand much of the plot's beginning, but I was caught up in it, nonetheless until a few scenes, well, reminded me very much of the Burgue and some of its struggles as of late.

It made me miss someone very much, and hope she's not in any sort of danger, considering where I last saw the lass, and all.

I've made a life, and I am settling well enough, and perhaps my friend from training can become a good one. His husband is...like my brother, so when HE is better off, there is some common ground as well, but all the same...

How DOES one cope with the worry for those left behind when there's not one bloody thing that he can do about it?

I'll take suggestions on the matter. And ideas for quick foods that aren't fish or battered sausages that I can bring to the new mate in question while the husband's out of sorts. Their surrogate is living there, so Arno IS feeding three adults and two unborn infants, after all...

I was reading this :

http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/42868

And it's not too bad. Some "oh my, those weird suffragettes" and I'm fairly certain there's some censored racism in there (and the husbands are goofy idiots, but at least the women aren't.)

How does a book club sound? I've been told there's a bit too much fake gunfire in Combeferre's big play rehearsals, but I could hang out in the cafe on campus?

I...suppose this is as good a time as any to make myself known to all of you. Rycroft Philostrate, formerly a police inspector of The Burgue. Or Philo. Philo is much better. This world is by far more technologically advanced, but far less magical than the one I've left behind, while it manages to be all the brighter for the differences that it does not SEEM to stand against, yet. I've made the acquaintances of Ms Moore, Mr. McDuck, Doctor Strange, reluctantly, and a few others, but not the world at large.

So, as a means of starting conversations, recommend your favourite book to me, perhaps? Ones that can be found here, that is.