6PM - Hellhound Initiation (Officers Only)
"Keep in your fuckin' pants," Vic barked out in response to Pikachu's humble brag about his dick, though there was no malice behind his tone or the heavy hand that clasped his shoulder. There was too much of a good buzz going on between the group of them, men -- and now woman -- who had his back. Vic just hoped their ratcatching days were well and truly behind them now.
The seven of them were gathered there now in various states of undress -- Vic's boxers felt very airy in the slight breeze that stirred the Greenbelt -- to complete the ritual, one that had been pieced together as more patches joined the group and the officers found newer, crazier ways to torment each other before presenting the new patch with their jacket.
He turned now to Marina, figuring he may as well get it started, and grinned. "C'mon, Coldiron, grab her legs." They'd swing her around the fire, passing her off from officer to officer, before finally reaching her sponsor to do the rest of the honors.