Post by brettdawson on Apr 30, 2012 20:48:15 GMT -5
"Jesus Christ." He said as Rebecca began ranting. He almost rolled his eyes at her. Was this gonna take long? Yep. He didn't mean to boss her around, it just slipped out. Okay so maybe he meant it a little, but it wasn't as if he was trying to be an asshole all the time. With the addition of Hunter's banter, Brett was beginning to get pissed off. His grip tightened almost painfully on the guy. She actually sounded just like his mother. It was something she used to say to him all the time, really. He sighed when she was finished, almost impatient. But nope she started up again!
"I'll investigate the missing child, but let me make this clear, Dawson. My duty is to serve and protect. Do not make the mistake of delegating me again."
"Alright! Don't get your panties in a bunch." He mumbled the second part, not wanting another whole lecture to come up. That was inappropriate of her. Calling him out like that in public. Degrading almost. But he guessed he had it coming and shrugged it off. Not much bothered Brett. He was too cocky to let things get to his head often. It blew over fast. Being self conscious wasn't his thing. He turned back to Blackthorne and gave him a simple command, one he used with him multiple times. "Empty your pockets."
Hopefully he had something else on him to bust him on. Maybe a reported item that was stolen. Or even better?! Any drugs. He almost wished the guy was high right now. Now that could put him away for a lonnnng time. Brett was almost giddy with excitement. Was it bad he liked to bust this kid? Nah, Blackthorne deserved it. Not like he wouldn't be able to sleep after turning someone in. He's done it to much more innocent looking people before. When it came to the law, he was ruthless. It was probably good that Becca was his partner. She leveled off his strict behavior and he kept her from being too nice.
By the time Brett had ordered Hunter, the boat had begun burning. He could see the flames slowly rise out of the corner of his eye. He gave a mental good riddance to his belongings. One less thing to worry about.
"I'll investigate the missing child, but let me make this clear, Dawson. My duty is to serve and protect. Do not make the mistake of delegating me again."
"Alright! Don't get your panties in a bunch." He mumbled the second part, not wanting another whole lecture to come up. That was inappropriate of her. Calling him out like that in public. Degrading almost. But he guessed he had it coming and shrugged it off. Not much bothered Brett. He was too cocky to let things get to his head often. It blew over fast. Being self conscious wasn't his thing. He turned back to Blackthorne and gave him a simple command, one he used with him multiple times. "Empty your pockets."
Hopefully he had something else on him to bust him on. Maybe a reported item that was stolen. Or even better?! Any drugs. He almost wished the guy was high right now. Now that could put him away for a lonnnng time. Brett was almost giddy with excitement. Was it bad he liked to bust this kid? Nah, Blackthorne deserved it. Not like he wouldn't be able to sleep after turning someone in. He's done it to much more innocent looking people before. When it came to the law, he was ruthless. It was probably good that Becca was his partner. She leveled off his strict behavior and he kept her from being too nice.
By the time Brett had ordered Hunter, the boat had begun burning. He could see the flames slowly rise out of the corner of his eye. He gave a mental good riddance to his belongings. One less thing to worry about.
