Nate Ryan is gonna (diearoughneck) wrote in rooms, @ 2015-04-05 21:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | !dc comics, *log, marina savain, nate ryan |
Log: Nate and Marina and Saying Hello Again
Who: Marina and Nate
Where: Gotham City
When: Easter
What: Stupid Road Construction
Warnings: Emergency Road Construction on Easter Sunday in Gotham City - No one is Happy
Having his radio go off in the middle of church was embarrassing enough, but having to get up and leave to haul ass to Midtown to stop a busted water main from flooding the streets right out when he should have been having Easter dinner was just plain cruel. Traffic was backed up, people trying to get from church to food and there was about two feet of water rushing down the main street and a sinkhole from sidewalk to sidewalk at a major intersection.
It wasn't precisely the way he was intending on spending his Easter Sunday, but it was overtime and holiday pay, and all those things his Union due guaranteed him, so he couldn't imagine complaining too loudly about it. But still, it didn't change the fact that it smelled even worse than Gotham City usually did, the sinkhole was about to swallow a Volkswagen who thought it was smarter than everyone else and trying to go around road crews, and he was pretty sure that the whole thing was just going to turn in to a giant clusterfuck before too damn long. More than it already was in any damn case.
He was soaking wet, and it was raining, already, and he'd just been pulled off to rotate out for a break, looking out to make sure the Road Rage being hurled from every direction didn't wind up with a bullet in his back, and also trying to hustle as best he could out of sight, it wouldn't do anyone any good to be seen sitting down and drying off for Union mandated ten minute break. He got into the furthest truck from eyeline as he could before he took off his hard hat and lit a cigarette. It was gonna be a damn long night.
But for now he was sitting back, blaring the heat in the truck, trying to dry off, sucking down a camel and a red bull trying to hide from anyone and everyone.