capeandcowllogs | 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?

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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!

"Everything, but if you could make sure these arrest reports get to Robbery I'd appreciate it," Seras said holding out a stack of folders. "I don't know how the hell Jack ever kept up with this. I need a damn secretary."

"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.

"Thank you. Honestly I'd be a bit worried if we did find someone who liked doing this. They couldn't right in the head if they did." Seras tapped her pen on the desk before she pulled over another stack of sheets to start filling out. "Though Agatha did have these little machines that could cart things around and that sort of thing. I might see if we can fit some in the budget just so we won't have to waste our time running it all from one end of the station to the other."

"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."

The joke got a smile out of Seras this time. "Agatha is...an inventor I guess? She built that helicopter Jack used and my new Harkonnen and she does want to do what she can to help us out. Unlike most of the city right now."

"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?"

"I think she knows Jack well enough to know he had good reasons for what he did and she's also smart enough to know that he also wasn't the entire department. I'm just glad she's on our side." Especially considering the work she did on her Harkonnen. She really wouldn't want Agatha working for the Mayor, or worse the bad guys.

"And she's not the only one. Callie seems to be pulling for us too."

"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.

"I do to. For now I guess we'll just have to deal with it the best we can and wait for a chance to show them how wrong they've been about us." What that might be she had no idea. Whatever it ended up being it needed to go smooth and absolutely by the book.

"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."

Seras nodded. "I'll see you later, Tonks. Maybe on patrol?"

Tonks nods her head before then turning and starting to walk away. "Yeah, you will."

Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away.

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