Gavin Kopus (imnotplaying) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2017-01-06 17:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !log, ~2017 january, ~25 points, ~~danny reagan (imnotplaying), ~~sheriff stilinski (alwaysmoral) |
Who: Sheriff Stilinski and Danny Reagan
What: Random encounter
Where: Town, near Pathways
When: Friday
Warnings: Two cops meet in the street...
Status: Closed
Danny had been in Madison Valley a week. In some ways that week had gone by quickly, in other ways it felt like he'd been stuck under the dome for a lifetime. He still wasn't entirely sure it was real, but he was operating as if it were, which meant looking into getting a job.
He'd talked to Clint on the town's network, and Clint had given him a few viable ideas. He hadn't zero'd in on anything concrete just yet, he didn't want to rush into anything. The fact he was forbidden to join the local police force pissed him off, and had him sneering and growling as he walked through town.
He had known his whole life he wanted to be a cop. There were hiccups, sure. He'd done construction for a short time. He'd served in the Marines, and had come home with PTSD, as so many did. He'd worked through it, and had joined the force, following in the footsteps of his father and grandfather. He could reasonably say police work was all he really knew, it was certainly all he cared to do. But that was off the table. Which left him feeling lost and alone, doubly so without Linda and the boys here with him.
He sighed, scrubbed a hand over his face, and surveyed the area around him with a cop's eye and attention to every minute detail. He let his hand fall, casually and subtly hip checking that his gun was there, when he saw the man walking toward him. There was something about him, about the way he walked, the way he carried himself. The guy was a cop, Danny would bet his life on it.