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Ooof. The sound of air escaping his mouth as he was bumped into was audible. He was having one of those days. One of the ones that were plagued with minor inconveniences and pet peeves. Honestly it was beginning to grate on his nerves and it took a del of restraint not to snap at the hapless man in front of him. Barely able to keep a scowl off his face, Dirk finally responded. “ No. Its fine. Don’t worry about it. ”

He was rarely clumsy. Okay, perhaps that was a bit of a lie since he sometimes tripped over his own feet when he was in a rush. Or when he had something on his mind. Or when he was on his phone checking an email. As per usual, it was the latter’s fault as he bumped into someone, even as Nathaniel constantly told himself to not multitask while walking home. “I’m so sorry.” He apologized, repeating the words a couple of times as he made sure the person he’d bumped into was okay. “I, uh…” he trailed off, sliding his phone on the front pocket of his khakis, “– was distracted.” Nathaniel cleared his throat, deciding against apologizing again. “There’s a shop nearby if you want a smoothie or coffee or… anything.” 

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closed starter for @charlie-p

Tierney had said something about Charlie wanting to speak to him about something about someone who apparently had a crush on him. Or something. To be honest, he hadn’t been paying attention to the conversation and didn’t even recall agreeing to meet with Charlie. Nor did he really know who Charlie was that well. 

“ I apologize if I am late, something came up in my schedule that was most pressing. ”

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“ Honestly I did consider turning private, yes. But it just didn’t seem the right thing for me in the end. ” A while ago, he had lost a good deal of faith in his department and had considered a slight change in career direction, but ultimately decided to be the change he wanted to see in the department. not that it ended up mattering much, because that was back in Seattle and he’d moved to Kingsboro soon after that. The other detectives here at least took their job seriously. 

Morgan x Dirk | working hard and hardly sleeping

Closed starter

Time & Location: closest dive bar by the precinct, 6:30pm

Morgan sat her case files down on the bar with a thump. She slid into the stool next to Dirk, waving her hand to the bartender to get his attention. “I’ll have a whiskey, and he’ll have a scotch.” She said, already knowing her friends order. “Some fucking case today, can you believe that prosecutor, disgusting.” She groaned. Morgan slumped over the counter, her arms crossed before her. She was glad that at the end of this shitty day she would be able to spend at least some time with her friend before she went home, finished reading the court documents, and passed out.

It was a usual routine for the two to meet after work, she found it easier to be left alone if she’s sitting with someone else. That’s how it started, really. Dirk wasn’t always a talker, more of a broody guy and Morgan was okay with that. Hell, sometimes it was like looking in a mirror. “I swear that guy was the epitome of pretentiousness!” She rolled her eyes. Morgan thanked the bartender as she dropped the drinks off for them. She had an open tab here so she never really worried about paying out of pocket.

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“ Well, kid saw an opportunity and went for it. I wonder if he actually though you would do it, ” the detective returned as he took his wallet from his pocket. “ Yes, probably we should get it settled. Cash, card, or check ? Also, feel free to help yourself to a coffee if your not in a hurry, ” he added gesturing towards the coffee pot on the counter and the neat stack of mugs next to them. “ I also have some tea if you’d prefer that. ”

“the last time someone dared me to do something, it was a five year old, and it was a double dog dare and i ended up with a paw patrol tattoo, so do with that what you will.” jude chuckled, tightening one last screw from under the sink and getting up, leaning over the sink and turning on the faucet, letting it run for a moment before looking up, “one leaky faucet, fixed.” he grinned, “is that all you needed?” he asked, setting the tool back into his toolbox and wiping his hands on his coveralls. “i have a bit of time, if you need anything else?”

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text:// amani & dirk

Amani: yeah, unless you were looking for pet files, you've definitely got the wrong number. sorry, dude.

Dirk: Oh, you work with animals, then ?

Dirk: Sounds nice, to be honest.

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text://: Jaycee

Jaycee: I was so confused for a minute, I was scrambling on my desk! lol

Jaycee: Also no worries, I hope you're able to find your files, whoever you are. :)

Dirk: Sorry for the accidental cause of panic.

Dirk: And thank you, I'm sure I will.

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text://: Byeongsu

byeongsu: these aren't the droids you are looking for

byeongsu: you're fine lol no harm no foul :D

Dirk: Still. I feel bad for disturbing you. Obi Wan.

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text://: open

Dirk: Would you be able to send me that file as soon as you can ?

Dirk: My apologies, I do not think this is the number I meant to reach. Please disregard.

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Dirk had been going over his latest case in his mind so he hadn’t been entirely attentive to his surroundings until the woman spoke. He glanced around to make sure no one else was the one the query was directed at before responding. “ It’s Obama. His first name is Barack. Its a fairly interesting name, actually. ”

niamh had been trying to eat when an interesting thought came to her head after her older kids had their checkup. “y’know, this never occurred to me until one of my patients brought it up earlier today,” she replied as she toyed with her fork. “but what is obama’s last name?”

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“I should’ve been there for you and for Hope.  But I was scared… of this very moment. This family, we’re a curse to each other and to our home. And I know… she needs me. I see that now. But loving her brings her closer to death. And I want her to live. I want her to grow up. I want her to love and be as strong and beautiful a woman… as her mother. I don’t know what to do. And I really wish that you were here to tell me…little wolf.” 

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u gonna ask pixie out or what?

“ No. I doubt she’d want me to either. No need to make things awkward. ”

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What is your worst weakness?

“ I am not sure what exactly you mean by this. Perhaps my distrust of anything medical related. Not doctors themselves, I do have a degree of respect for medical staff. More the pharmaceuticals, painkillers, and such like. I don’t even take ibuprofen. ”

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What’s the biggest mistake you ever made?

“ When I was a new detective I misplaced evidence that would have put a very nasty criminal behind bars. I regret that to this day. ”

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Generally Dirk would attempt house repairs himself, but work had picked up too much and after long sleepless nights, his attempt at fixing it had made it worse. So he’d called in help. It had lead to some interesting conversation. “ A five year old dared you to get a tattoo ? ” Dirk asked. “ As in a real one or one of those ones they hand out in goodie bags at children’s parties ? ” He was genuinely curious as to the answer, even if his blasé attitude didn't convey that. “ Uhm, no, I think that was all. ” 

“the last time someone dared me to do something, it was a five year old, and it was a double dog dare and i ended up with a paw patrol tattoo, so do with that what you will.” jude chuckled, tightening one last screw from under the sink and getting up, leaning over the sink and turning on the faucet, letting it run for a moment before looking up, “one leaky faucet, fixed.” he grinned, “is that all you needed?” he asked, setting the tool back into his toolbox and wiping his hands on his coveralls. “i have a bit of time, if you need anything else?”

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“ I will most certainly keep you up to date on the progression of the case,” he assured her, absently swirling the contents of his glass around. “ The whole department could use a win right now, we’ve been hitting too many brick walls in our investigations. ” Truthfully, many more cases seemed to be hitting the detective’s desk than usual. But maybe he was just getting more jaded and cynical as he aged. Maybe it was time to look towards a different career. What he would change to though, he wouldn’t even know where to start.

Morgan x Dirk | working hard and hardly sleeping

Closed starter

Time & Location: closest dive bar by the precinct, 6:30pm

Morgan sat her case files down on the bar with a thump. She slid into the stool next to Dirk, waving her hand to the bartender to get his attention. “I’ll have a whiskey, and he’ll have a scotch.” She said, already knowing her friends order. “Some fucking case today, can you believe that prosecutor, disgusting.” She groaned. Morgan slumped over the counter, her arms crossed before her. She was glad that at the end of this shitty day she would be able to spend at least some time with her friend before she went home, finished reading the court documents, and passed out.

It was a usual routine for the two to meet after work, she found it easier to be left alone if she’s sitting with someone else. That’s how it started, really. Dirk wasn’t always a talker, more of a broody guy and Morgan was okay with that. Hell, sometimes it was like looking in a mirror. “I swear that guy was the epitome of pretentiousness!” She rolled her eyes. Morgan thanked the bartender as she dropped the drinks off for them. She had an open tab here so she never really worried about paying out of pocket.

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