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Post by chance on Mar 23, 2009 0:32:23 GMT -6
“Oh, I have no intention of holding back, Tak. Ever think the reason no one wants to share what they’ve found with you is because they don’t trust you? Like has nothing to do with it, though I will admit that you’re not my preferred drinking buddy, but you just don’t track straight.” Chance met Taks’ gaze with a mild look. He was being honest, and Tak would just have to deal with it. “You haven’t been overly forthcoming yourself, come to think of it. Like the Max thing. Slow as that’s going, a man might think you didn’t want to find the man. He’s flaunting himself right in front of you and you haven’t taken him down yet. How is that, Tak?”
Yeah, maybe Chance had just made an enemy, but at the moment, he really couldn’t care. Too bad he didn’t have any legitimate reason to go walking through Tak’s home, running his hand over the place like he was looking for dust. Might be interesting what he’d pick up.
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Post by tolow47 on Mar 23, 2009 10:02:18 GMT -6
What Tak heard was beyond an insult to him, it was an insult to the department.
"Max is flaunting himself in front of me, your right. I would like to see you catch someone that can vanish into thin air. I thought Lieutenant Connors explained this, that's why I requested the transfer from CPD. I hoped that I would have the support of a team, a support system to catch a monster. You know the difference between the good guys, and bad guys?" Tak didn't wait for a response. "Agenda, yes AGENDA!!!! Bad guys have Agenda, and good guys have purpose. Max's Agenda is to kill, my purpose is to catch him. You Chance don't have purpose, you have Agenda. Instead of trying to catch a killer, you want to sit here and mean mug me. I made it a point to have people not like me because I'm only interested in catching the bad guys. I don't care what you think about me as long as the job gets done. For the first time in my career I'm ashamed to be a part of a team. I see you have trouble on a case, I say hey how can I help. This is not the case here. I wanted you to run this department Chance because I thought you were a great leader, motivator, a man that could get the overall picture. I was wrong. Stay out of my way. You get in the way of me catching Max, I'll have your ass. If there is anyone here that care's more about these cases than what they think of me let me know now. If not this meeting is over."
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Post by dorian on Mar 23, 2009 10:26:29 GMT -6
"Oh so its yelling time thats cool. You all suck!! This whole thing sucks. The damn Brass SUCKS!!! But we are all we have. Yeah we all of us have other options we all have our own problems but if this meeting is about taking sides then well it was a failure to begin with. If it was about getting together and sorting things out in the open then well yelling is a good start. I say that we each look at ourselves and judge our behaviors. I know I haven't been all together her but I'm trying to work through somethings. Like certain 'Team' members holding unplayed cards to their chests. That crap doesn't engender trust. Or the fact that Our newb here seems awfully buddy buddy with her TO. Not our business but damn you two might need a room all the looks and crap you two give each other. Or the fact that You big guy seem determined to piss everyone off. You make everybody more angry at you than crime itself. I could be wrong but i know I can't seperate my personal from professional all the time so I don't expect you all to either. You don't see me crying at the fact that no one showed up for that drink but It does bother me that you all aren't even willing to get together off the clock to hash things out. It doesn't leave anyplace except the job to work this shit out. Wait what was I saying again. Oh yeah screw the personal shit and lets catch the bad guys. Trust is a personal luxury that we can't afford. We are all professionals and yeah that will leak into play but we have to pardon the term Rayvan 'Man Up' and count on everyone to do their jobs. Which well I haven't seen any closed cases."
With having said his piece Dorian sat down at his desk and tried not to slump too much as his rib was killing him.
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Post by rayvan on Mar 24, 2009 19:23:49 GMT -6
Rayvan looked from one man to the other, taking in all three in the room before she spoke again. "And you all call us women emotional creatures. You all walk around with a my dick's bigger than yours attitude and a chip on your shoulder." She took a deep breath and rose from the corner of the desk she had been perched on, putting herself in the middle of the triangle of men.
"I look at it this way, none of us trust you..." She looked pointedly at Tak, "And that in part is your fault because you refuse to lay your hand where we can all see it. I don't know what you are but I know that you aren't -normal-." She wasn't going to say he wasn't human, at least not now. " She turned and pinned Dorian with an emerald stare, "As for you, well I know you had a bad run in a while back and it has kind of put you out of commission but even before that you were rarely seen. Now you talk about my relationship with my TO as you put it. I'll tell you why we cast the looks, because we know each other and we trust each other. WE are a TEAM and we work together. I won't qualify any other thoughts that you might be having about us with a reply."
She set her mug down on the desk, "Okay so we know that we have Max Logan running rampant all over the city.....making a mockery of ALL of us." This time she looked at Chance, "You have information on Max, Tak, and so do we. Are we all gonna stand here all night shaking our shit at each other and getting the measuring tape to see who's is bigger or are we going to try and get these cases closed?"
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Post by tolow47 on Mar 24, 2009 20:09:33 GMT -6
Tak walked over to the wall and he put one hand out to hold himself up. Tak thought about leaving RPIT, leaving these deadpans here.
"You talk about trust, and not putting all the cards on the table, letting a killer run free. Besides you two Chance and Rayvan, no one here trusts each other from the chief down to you newbie. Chance, Dorian was right no one here has closed a RPIT case here in Chicago. We are all responsible for Max, always has been, always will be. Nobody in this room has laid there cards on the table so don't give me that bullshit. You want to act like a yuppy get the hell out of this department. We all have dirty little secrets. That's what sets us above the rest. I respect that. I don't care what you think about me. However, I do care what you think about my work. Love me, or hate me, get the damn job done. If you keep this I'm creepy, you give me the the creeps, I don't trust you, la la la crap up. I'll get you out of here and to an administration where you don't do field work. Now you decide are you here to catch a bad guy, or make me flex my dick. If you haven't realized it I have the biggest cock here, don't make me pull it out. If any of you have any sense in your skull cap, you'll realize we could make a deadly team. Now stick that up your pipe and smoke it."
Make or break this was the moment that this department would sink, or swim.
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Post by dorian on Mar 25, 2009 14:49:42 GMT -6
"Alright my bad, Rayvan. I didn't mean to get you anymore riled up. What I was driving at was i don't like any of you guys because you stood me up, But I'm willing to give you the benefit of a doubt as we have no choice but to work together. Tak you need to stop sniffing steroids and calm the hell down. Threats don't get anybody anything but hurt. We're still cops so there is no one who has the biggest cock and balls otherwise we'd be firemen." Dorian smiled so that the joke could stand a second before he went on."So in the end whats it going to be everybody. Are we going to be professionals and keep the schoolyard name calling down or are we gonna beat on each other until Cord comes in and gets us all reassigned to some horrible place like Kenosha or Robert Taylor Homes? I could give a good god damn which. I kind of hope that we all fail and the deck is wiped clean. I could use the vay kay. If you guys willwork at it I will. That includes opening the books on a few preternatural CI's I got." Dorian's smiled turned smug. he knew that the officers hadn't been here long enough to put foot to head enough where they could flip some sources. He was sitting on a veritable gold mine with no reason to mine it. Jay hadn't shared anything with him or the rest of the team so he knew that nothing was getting done on the streets accept wheel spinning.
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Post by rayvan on Mar 26, 2009 13:00:38 GMT -6
Rayvan gave a heart felt sigh at Tak's attitude, how was anyone supposed to trust him or tell him anything when he acted like he could do the whole damn departments job all on his own. She hadn't joined RPIT for this kind of thing. She had joined because she wanted to make a difference, Tak was making that more than difficult for her. Her emerald green eyes flashed a warning at Tak.
"Look jackass, did you just not hear a damn word I said? We have information and so do you. Stop wasting time trying to be the cock of the walk and start talking. As far as getting anyone drummed out of the department.....good luck buddy. You are not all that and a bag of chips so stop acting like it. I could give two shits less what your personal agenda is. Let's start trying to figure this shit out before we end up with more bodies on our hands."
She then turned and waved off Dorian's apology, "Don't worry about it. We're all a bit high strung this evening I think. There is entirely too much going on that is out of our control and I'm not liking it one bit." She did have to smile at the fireman reference though. "I joined this unit to catch the bad guys not stand around in here arguing with my team mates all night. Can we all stop trying to claw each others eyes out for five damn minutes and try to get some stuff figured out?"
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Post by tolow47 on Mar 27, 2009 19:50:11 GMT -6
"Well Cock on the block that's hilarious. I have been waiting a while to work on the cases here, and not by myself. Yeah i can be a prick when I don't eat my coa-coa pebbles. My opinion we're all pricks in here." Tak turned towards Rayvan and Dorian. "Yet in spite of our cocks, and cunt" Winking at Rayvan "we are talented, capable, and bad ass. Rayvan I wasn't at your testing to be an asshole, I saw you as the highest qualified candidate. You didn't disappoint. Chance I told you a long time ago that you would be running this department, and I was right. Hopefully the great leader thing kicks in soon. My door has always been open. Always will be. You tell me you need me I'm there. What more do you guys want?
Tak walked over to a desk and sat down. He looked around waiting to see how they would respond.
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Post by chance on Mar 28, 2009 0:55:03 GMT -6
Chance folded his arms across his chest and leaned back against the closest desk. “I didn’t come here with the idea of running things, but that’s how it fell out. So be it. So, we do things my way now. That means everybody spills whatever they have on any case, to me, every day. No exceptions. We have daily staffing and if you need anything, you tell me. Likewise, any assets you have, you share. I spent years on a squad where half the members were monsters, and everybody trusted everybody else, because otherwise, they’d take us all down, one by one. So get this straight; anybody I can’t trust will be gone. I don’t have time for any bullshit.
And, Tak, you don’t have a fucking door. You have a desk in the bullpen, like everybody else. Now, I’ll say this once. You call my partner, or any other female we get on this squad, a cunt, and I’ll give her permission to cut your balls off and shove them down your throat. Clear?” His eyes snapped around the room, including everyone in his look. Chance was easy going, but enough was enough.
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Post by tolow47 on Mar 28, 2009 2:06:26 GMT -6
"well Lieutenant sorry 2 dissapoint u but I do have an office. part of my request transfer. Secondly calm down me calling her a cunt was a term of endearment, go ahead and tell her 2 cut my balls off if it makes u feel better. third this is your show run it and lets get some work done u prick. I have a complete M.O. on Max and have some ideas to put some pressure on him. i'll have that report for u in the morning. last but not least I don't care whom u worked with this now. I'm your go to guy just don't step 2 me. oh yeah by the way congratulations on your promotion, and fuck you."
Tak said that with a smile, Chance was the boss, but his foul mouth would not go away. Maybe the prick would develop a sense of humor.
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