New girl in the building

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Isabella walked into her new station her eyes scanned the area around her, almost every one turned to look at her. She took the last drag if her cigarette as she tossed it out the door and shook her head. Some of these people look barely wet behind the ears. What the hell was she going to do here?

Today she wore her black slacks that clung to her but it a way that was not showing too much off. Then the outer shirt was a matching black and was well fitting with a blood red undershirt that could be seen threw the three buttons she left undone. She was just getting to see the lay of the place and then she had to meet everyone before she really got to work here.

Shaking her head a she walked in and looked around finding an empty desk with her name plate on it already. She sighed as she walked to it her low two inch blood red heels clicked on the title floors as she rolled her eyes. She reached her desk and looked at it; there was a packet of papers there for her to read.
She rolled her eyes again it was the basic info about what her job was and the laws that’s she had to fallow. She thumbed through it and sighed as she shook her head and swept it in the trash.

[dorian]

Watching the New girl come in Dorian just waited for her to get settled. She had so far made an obvious issue with paper work. Thinking just great to himself he kept his face calm cool and collected. She had the look of a wolf and he couldn'thgelp but make a mental comparison between her and the last few female officers that had breezed through. It seemed as RPIT attracted a certain type of personality. None of which played well with others. He rifled through the mountain of papers on his desk until he found what he was looking for. Looking over her jacket he had to admit this was a first. An honest to goodness good cop for whom RPIT was a step up. Allowing a smile to cross his face he reread the particulars of her last case. While officially everything worked out he could see the double speak between the lines. Pushing her jacket back into the pile he stood and made his way over to her.
"Heya Warshol, you code four or you need a little time to get settled before getting the penny tour." He purposefully kept from introducing himself. He wanted a natural reaction instead of the phony balonie crap he would have gotten if he had mentioned that he was acting lieutenant. Instead he'd see how she responded and keep everything kopastectic.

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Isabella unlike most the people in here check the laws every morning so she never messed up. So the paper work they gave her was two weeks old and some of the laws have changed already as saw the man walking to her. She gave him a smile as she looked at him, she did a quick sweep of him her eyes scanning him for his weapons. Making a mental note of his name and face as she looked at him; she just hoped that her file was not read yet.

“I am ready to hit the street, Just show me where my locker is, and where I check in my guns to get them noted” She said in a normal voice, she meant every word that came out of her mouth. “I just need to get change I have cloths in the car but I was never informed if I need a new uniform or if my rank stands since the transfer.”

Sighing as she moved her neck to crack it a bit as she her eyes never left his but she saw every movement she made. “Also who do I talk to about updating that paperwork, its nothing big but the wording is wrong in one of the laws. A lawyer would have a field day on us if they got a hold of that.” She spoke as if she went through it before but what cop didn’t get in trouble from time to time with the wording on a report.

[dorian]

Raising an eyebrow Dorian merely smiled for a second before responding. "Well, Warshol, I guess no one told you. So i'll fill you in. Chicago RPIT due to some increasingly chaotic affairs has been streamlined and moved to a hairs breadth of unofficial. We are plainsclothes top to bottom. Even people who haven't passed the DT exam." Dorian rolled his neck working a kink out. "As for hitting the street and getting your sidearm reviewed that depends on when the LT can squeeze you in. So ready to get the short view of the squad?"

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Isabella sighed as she looked at the man as turned her head to the side and nodded. " OK then if I can get your name since you know mine..." A small smile played across her face as she flipped her hair off her shoulder." So I guess My CWP is still good here or do I need to get a new one....Wait you mean no uniform? That is can be taken two ways bad and worst.." Shaking her head as she looked at her desk.

"That damn dried up old man was right about it up here..."She said under her breath as she looked back up at the male. " I mean that is dangerous to us working on a case; people could take us as civilians...just think of it what could happen." All this was her thoughts that she said out loud as she moved her hands to her hair and pulled it back in to a bun on the back of her head as she said/ thought it.

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Cord watched the play between Blackstone and the new officer. He mentally kept himself from recalling her name. He was officially adminstrative oversight for RPIT. The last mass exodus behind the deaths of several RPIT officers as had left him scrambling to plug holes and keep the ship afloat. It took everything he could do and all the favors he could manage to keep the department alive.

He had just kept from groveling back to Takanashita and yet the idea of doing so become more attractive everyday. The unit was sorely understaffed and he was of a mind to once more fight for more staffing. To do so effectively he had to keep all of the 'I's dotted and 'T's crossed. As such the little power play by Blackstone had to be kaboshed. the man could not fathom the difference between being the last man standing because he didn't fight and actually deserving the role.

Having worked so long with Blackstone he knew that the man meant any harm. However his well meaning would do nothing for maintaining the staff here. Sadly Blackstone was a good detective and a less than sterling leader. Clearing his throat and making his way over ignoring the now nearly ever-present migraine.

"Blackstone, can I have a word with you. Good morning Officer Warshol glad you made it in. We didn't expect you until mid-shift."

Inclining his head as he stepped away he called over his shoulder"Blackstone..."