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[redlaw]

I want to personally thank everyone who helped fend off the invaders. We've come through the other side, and the city is more or less standing. Thank you.

If anyone is interested in hiring on as a more permanent police volunteer, contact me individually and we can set up a trial period.

Now, I believe I owe a couple people some drinks. Sergeant? Xiuh?

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[decaffeinated]

Well, coincidentally, I did get promoted for my record. I believe I mentioned that I was transferred out to the countryside for political reasons, yes? ::He sips the beer gratefully. Hnh, it's a bit different than what he's used to, but certainly not bad. He could get rather used to it.::

To give you an idea of my record, it was rather exemplary. My arrest rate was a bit higher than the rest of the Met, and I was a member of several special task forces up until I got stabbed in the hand. Had to take some time to recuperate, but afterwards, I was very ready to go back to the streets.

[redlaw]

Sounds like a deserved promotion, [she says, impressed. Aala might be a bit snarky, but she doesn't mind giving credit where it's due.]

But they sent you out to the country instead? What's it like out there? I've been in Darstone my whole life, and there aren't exactly a lot of vacation opportunities.

[decaffeinated]

Apparently I was making everyone else look bad. ::His tone is dry enough to make the Sahara look like a tropical rainforest.::

The country is rather lovely. Fairly open. The people were a bit insular, I suppose. They weren't terribly fond of me showing up with a record like that and more of a city police officer view of enforcing the law. Still, I actually did come to like the place. The village -Sandford- won village of the year numerous years in a row. Rather low crime rate, really. Idyllic. Seemed peaceful. ::He's avoiding mentioning something.::