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Seras Victoria ([personal profile] newbvampire) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2012-05-05 12:49 pm

Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away.

WHO: Seras Victoria, and OPEN
WHERE: Police HQ
WHEN: Backdated to Friday May 4th, from late morning to late evening.
WARNINGS: None yet.
SUMMARY: Seras continues to settle into being in charge of the other Import officers and curses being stuck behind a desk buried in paperwork. She also makes herself available to be complained to, or yelled at.
FORMAT: Whatever

Seras groaned and took a sip of blood from her mug before turning back to the files on her desk. Ever since she'd taken over for Jack she'd been buried up to her neck in the damn things. At least with the suspect and all the evidence Blue Beetle had dropped off she'd be able to close the Reyes case, something the force needed desperately. Too many case and too many of them unsolved, or left open because they couldn't capture the suspect. On top of it they were still tracking down the few officers like Stiles who were taking bribes, or helping the crooks. Overall she had to admit it really didn't look good from the outside, but all the honest cops were doing the best they could. There were just limits though. Limits they couldn't go past unless they wanted to end up like Jack.

Not that any of that made a difference to the citizens of the city. They were going to be angry no matter what. Either the cops didn't do enough, or they went over the line and the Mayor was all too happy to sell out the force to make sure they didn't blame him. At least that was the way Seras saw it. She had to put that out of her mind for now though because right at this moment the force's biggest problem was the sudden increase in violence against Imports. The idiot bigots had always been a problem, but now they were attacking people on the street, even one of her officers and she wasn't going to allow that to go on.

Of course the problem was how to stop it without getting the natives even angrier than they already were. They were going to need help and she wasn't sure where she'd be able to find it. Damn it, why did they have to lock up Jack now?
imwotchingyou: ((seeing red) 1)

[personal profile] imwotchingyou 2012-05-06 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Tonks stops by Seras' desk. In her arms, is a huge stack of files. Paperwork had never been her favorite thing either but with the backlog, Tonks has been putting in extra hours to finish it and whatever else needs to be done.

"D'you have anything that needs to be filed? I'm about done with mine."

As far as Tonks is concerned, this entire thing is a mess. She wants Jack back!
imwotchingyou: ((seeing red) 1)

[personal profile] imwotchingyou 2012-05-10 03:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can do that, yeah." Tonks accepts the files and puts them on top of her pile. "Paperwork's multiversal, yeah? Everyone hates it." She makes an attempt at a smile, it lasts all of a second.
imwotchingyou: ((seeing red) 1)

[personal profile] imwotchingyou 2012-05-14 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe not, but then at least we wouldn't have to do it, yeah?" That is another pathetic attempt at a joke. She should stop.

"Who's Agatha?" Tonks does not know who this person is nor is she that familiar with machinery but the idea sounds useful. "That does sound useful, just make sure they're extra sturdy. I wouldn't want to trip and break one of the things."
imwotchingyou: ((blue me away) 6)

[personal profile] imwotchingyou 2012-05-16 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"There's someone in the City who still has a favorable impression of us? Bless her." Agatha might not be the only one in all actuality. It may just feel that way some of the time. "Why wasn't she swayed along with everyone else?"
imwotchingyou: ((seeing red) 5)

[personal profile] imwotchingyou 2012-05-18 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
"I wish loads more people thought that or would at least, think about thinking like that." Tonks would hope that the Department of Imports would be pulling for the Import police officers. "That's good." This conversation is depressing to Tonks and it shows.
imwotchingyou: ((seeing red) 1)

[personal profile] imwotchingyou 2012-05-26 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I suppose we will." Tonks sighs and then holds the files closer to her chest. "I'd best get these files put up. I'll catch you around, Seras."
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[personal profile] imwotchingyou 2012-05-29 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
Tonks nods her head before then turning and starting to walk away. "Yeah, you will."
daft_old_man: (yelling)

[personal profile] daft_old_man 2012-05-08 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
At some point someone must have tried to stop him, but with his psychic paper in hand which stated he was a consult from Scotland Yard the Doctor easily made his way past the desks of uniformed officers and right to the office of the man in charge. Without even knocking he pushed open the door and marched right up to the desk.

"I want to report a theft!"

He didn't even notice that the man in charge was now Seras, or, rather, he did but clearly had more important things on his mind.
daft_old_man: (goggles are cool)

[personal profile] daft_old_man 2012-05-13 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
He doesn't even take notice of the snapping. Making himself at home in one of the chairs across from her the Doctor pulls out a yo-yo from his pocket with a frown. "Oh, blast, I forgot..."

It takes about two minutes, one Zellien cookie, a toy whistle, a celery stick, two handkerchiefs, a wind-up mouse, and five, no seven lightbulbs before he pulls out a small notepad. "On Thursday someone stole two pink flamingos from my yard. Wednesday they took the buzzer from my post box, Friday morning they littered my porch with paper." He reaches into his pocket and, amazingly, pulls out the "litter" on the first go handing it to Seras to read.

It's a simple typed letter that reads: DEAR NEIGHBOR, THE COMMUNITY ASKS THAT YOU DISCONTINUE USING SUCH OUTLANDISH DECOR WHICH CLASHES WITH THE HISTORICAL HOMES IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD. FURTHER REFUSAL TO MEET THE REQUIREMENTS OF THIS ASSOCIATION WILL RESULT IN REVIEW BY THE HISTORICAL HOME SOCIETY AND THE POSSIBLE REMOVAL OF YOUR LISTING.
daft_old_man: (messy mess)

[personal profile] daft_old_man 2012-05-15 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
He looked at her a long moment before sweeping everything back into his pocket. "How am I suppose to know? Humans and their silly clubs..." The Doctor leaned back in the chair and grinned. "I see I missed your promotion."
daft_old_man: (i'm about to be clever)

[personal profile] daft_old_man 2012-05-27 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Bah," he waved his hands and reached to grab her nameplate from the desk. "So, about this promotion... Seems I missed a lot in my absence."
daft_old_man: (i'll protect my friends)

[personal profile] daft_old_man 2012-05-31 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Sympathy he can do. Some call him a bit slow in that area, but they're wrong because he really does hurt when he sees someone's pain, especially if that someone is a friend.

"Jack trained you well and I'm sure he would be very honored to know that you are keeping an eye on things in his stead. As for our Mayor...it's a tightrope to walk between the import and natural world."
daft_old_man: (what are you saying here)

[personal profile] daft_old_man 2012-06-03 08:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Perhaps there is more than meets the eye to our dear Mayor?"
daft_old_man: (what are you saying here)

[personal profile] daft_old_man 2012-06-03 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
The Doctor gave her a light grin and reached across the desk to pat her hand. "You're doing a remarkable job, Seras. No matter where the Mayor's loyalties may lie know that this citizen puts his trust in you." There was something odd about that Mayor, and damn if the Doctor didn't love a good mystery!
daft_old_man: (this smile is for you)

[personal profile] daft_old_man 2012-06-05 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course! You're a hero and a police lady. The last police lady I met helped me save the world!" Of course Amy wasn't actually an officer and technically the last female officer the Doctor met tried to have him executed... None of that matters as he gives Seras another grin and stands up. "Don't worry about this neighbor thing," because, yes, he knew exactly who was stilling his things, "Just call this a hello, and a reminder for you not to be a stranger."

And he wonders why planets keep trying to ban him.