nick_wilde (nick_wilde) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2016-12-02 23:33:00 |
|
|||
Entry tags: | judy hopps, nick wilde |
Who: Nick and Judy
What: First meeting
When: Late September
Where: The precinct and then driving around
Rating/Warnings: Noooone?
Status: Complete
A new partner.
Judy didn't know why she was getting a new partner, only that she was, and well it'd been the first thing she'd heard when she'd entered the bullpen that morning. As it was, Judy was standing outside, leaned up against her patrol car with her shades over her eyes while she waited on her new partner to show up.
Maybe it'd been because she'd taken time off, but hey, she couldn't help that. One couldn't really do their job while bleeding from places that they shouldn't be bleeding from. It was then as she was lost in her thoughts that she caught sight of an unfamiliar face coming out the door and toward where she stood. Pushing herself off the car, Judy took her glasses off, and put on her brightest smile. "Hey, Officer Judy Hopps, your new partner I believe." Judy stuck out her hand in greeting, all the while still smiling.
A new partner.
Nick wanted to say that he didn’t know why he was getting a new partner after he’d annoyed the old one, but to be fair, the man had decided he wasn’t trustworthy given his previous connections. So he’d just not taken things seriously. Of course, the man complained and he was told he’d be assigned to someone new.
Apparently it was to the most chipper person on the force. He arched an eyebrow at her outstretched hand, taking a moment before he reached forward and shook her hand. “Nick Wilde.” He flashed her his most charming smile. “I think you must be right. You’re a lot younger than the last one.”
Judy probably was the most chipper person on the force, and she had no issues with that. Sometimes you had to look on the bright side of things, or you know, make the best of your day even if it ended up being a crappy one. Judy gave his hand a firm shake, her smile never wavering. "Nice to meet you, Nick." There was something almost familiar about him, but Judy put it off on the fact that she'd probably seen him around the station without ever actually meeting him.
Pulling her hand back, she nodded. "Probably. I think I'm actually the youngest person here." Even though she'd been on the force for a year and a half now she was still considered the rookie by many. That was fine with her, just as long as they realized she meant business she'd be fine. "I'm ready to get going when you are." Plus Judy was ready to stop by a local coffee shop to get herself some good coffee and not the sludge that they tried to pass off as coffee in the precinct.
Nick, on the other hand, felt no real zing of acknowledgement. He knew a few of the people around the police department, but not enough of them to be able to really name them or where in the department they worked. But that wasn’t really a problem for him. He was used to not knowing people and it was probably safer not to know too many people. That and if they didn’t know him, that meant they didn’t know who he’d been before. Altogether, it was a much safer situation. Mostly for him.
At her insistence that she was the youngest person there, he took a moment to look her over. “Anything’s possible. I don’t think I’ve seen you around before, but the younger ones are always the easier ones to deal with.” Mostly because they lacked a certain knowledge about his past and his past involvement with the police. “Lead the way, blondie.”
A brow rose slightly at his comment. Judy had no idea what he meant by that, but you could color her curious. "I've only been around for about a year and a half now. I'm not the newest recruit here, but everyone does like to treat me that way sometimes." Judy didn't mind for the most part, but she was just as capable at her job as any of the others there so sometimes it did bother her.
"It's Judy, and right this way." Judy rolled her eyes as she turned, putting her sunglasses on as she neared the parked police cruiser. She rounded the car to get into the driver's seat, hat tucked underneath her arm until she slid in. The engine purred after she turned the key, and shifting in her seat a bit, Judy glanced over at Nick. "So who was your partner before me?"
“I’ve only been here…” He made a small, thoughtful noise as he tried to count how many months it was. “About two? Yes, about two.” And that was mostly spent annoying his first partner, but only because he made it impossible not to. “But I don’t really pay attention to whatever shit they try to pull.” He went through school the same as they did and he’d also been in far more uncomfortable situations. So he was pretty good at dealing with people.
“All right, blondie.” He flashed her a smile before following after her to the cruiser. He reluctantly climbed into the passenger seat, not sure he shouldn’t be driving, but also not bothered enough to complain about it. When she asked about his last partner, he stared ahead for a moment, feeling a bit like he was on The Office before he looked over. “Rogers. He’s the one that’s old, grouchy, and smells like pastrami.”
So yeah, that little niggling feeling had probably been because she'd seen him around during his time there. Judy mostly kept herself busy with her work, and with her former partner. She still wasn't quite sure why she'd been assigned someone new, but it might've had to do with the fact that she was so gung-ho about everything. Maybe at the end of the day she could go inquire why with the chief, but until then she was going to do what she could to make it through the day with Nick. "They do try to pull a lot of it." She offered with a small smile as she waited on him to get settled.
God, this was going to be a rough day. Judy could feel a tic starting above her eyebrow already and they hadn't even been in the car for five minutes. She pulled out of the parking spot, and then onto the road once the coast was clear. "Oh, well, I think you described a lot of the officers. Minus the pastrami smell." Her brows furrowed slightly as she tried to place him, but failed. "I'm sure I'd recognize him if I saw him. Mine was Cortez, also an older officer that enjoyed black sludge coffee and the churros from this one food truck we typically passed on our daily routes."
Nick didn’t really make himself an easy person to be around. It was something of a defense mechanism, but he was pretty sure it helped in most aspects. If someone really wanted to be around him, they would be. If not? Well, he didn’t really need them around, so it didn’t really matter. The chief would just be really annoyed with him for making him find someone else to be his partner. No big deal. He didn’t care. He had a lot of experience with being on his own.
“The pastrami smell was the worst part. Mostly because it smelled like he was wrapped in pastrami and dunked in coffee.” He looked out the window, trying to see if he could spot anyone that he knew. Not that he’d probably point them out. He just wanted to see. “Ha. I think I’ve heard of that guy, but I’ve never met him before. Then again, I could have mixed him and someone else up. It’s been known to happen.”
Judy on the other hand was very much a people person. She loved being around people, and she wanted people to want to be around her. Judy knew that wasn't always the case, she could be a bit much, and she was aware of that fact.
Wrinkling her nose, Judy shook her head. "That just sounds….gross and awful on so many levels." It almost made her gag if she thought on it too long. Keeping her eyes on the road, Judy kept an eye out for anything out of the ordinary. Of course, she'd seen strange things here in the OC and well, it'd just be par for the course. "I'm sure you'd remember him if you saw him. He's kinda hard to miss, and he's pretty loud. It's surprising that he and I got anything done." She glanced over at the sidewalk as they neared the red light. "You up for a cup of coffee?"
“Yeah. He’s a gross sort of guy.” Nick might have been exaggerating, but the man had been truly annoying to him so he wasn’t all that sorry. If word got around that the guy smelled like pastrami dunked in coffee, he could always deny that he’d said it. No one could prove it. “Just be glad you’ve never had to be in close quarters with him.”
Nick thought about it, trying to put together the pieces and see if he could remember. After a moment he shrugged, mostly in response to his own thoughts. But when the coffee was brought up, he glanced over at Judy. “Well, I can’t really say no to coffee even if it may be a little stereotypical of us.”
Judy gave a small sideways tip of her head, "My stomach and I are very thankful at the moment." She pulled another face, still trying hard not to think too hard about that smell. It would only make her sick for the rest of the day if she really thought about it.
Instead she turned her thoughts to coffee. That always made things right in the world, well most of the time anyway, but for now? Yeah, it would definitely make her world a better place right about now. "Well, it might be, but if we don't grab the nasty pastries that they have then I think we'll beat the stereotype at least a little bit." She flashed Nick a smile as she pulled into a parking spot, and then shut off the engine. "Come on, they've got great coffee and fast service."
He smiled a little when she spoke. “So’s your nose. Trust me.” He felt like he’d done his job. Maybe it was childish, but he never said he was completely an adult in ways like that.
He stared at the coffee place for a second. He could be difficult and say no, but he did want coffee. He let out a long sigh before saying, “Yeah, all right. Let’s do this.”