Test Drive Meme v.2

[annihilistic]

Comment here with your characters that you're thinking of bringing into LR, and tag around with other people to see how suitable they'd be for the game! This meme is taking place in the setting of Darstone, so while you may leave your comment blank, I'd like to recommend you set up a scene or two in your initial comment. Some suggested settings are provided below, but make up whatever you'd like based off the setting pages! ⑴ Job Hunting. If you don't want to stay in the assigned housing, then you're going to need cash, and if you want cash, you're going to need a job- lucky for you there seem to be plenty of those on the job board. ⑵ Arriving/Housing. You've just gotten here and finally made it to your assigned apartment, but it turns out you have roommates, and they're one of them. ⑶ Adventuring. Whether out into the surrounding caves or taking a boat onto the lake, you're adventuring, maybe on a quest. Whoever's with you might be a member of your party-- or they might be trying to beat you to the reward.

[meme re-posted with mod permission, ♥]

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[decaffeinated]

"I..." What? That was a rather strange question to be asking, wasn't it? He'd have expected a fellow Englishman to recognise his accent, of course. Then again, this man seems to be quite out of it, since there wasn't even any sort of recognition for his uniform. "Yes, I am. Originally from London, to be precise. I assume you are also English?"

[blitzkriegd]

Hee. Perhaps it was just the drugs, but England was overjoyed. He manages to right himself again, clears his throat. "Ah, I apologise. Yes, I am." He lets out a sigh and holds out his hand. The pain subsides momentarily. "My name is... Arthur Kirkland."

[decaffeinated]

"Police Sergeant Nicholas Angel. I wish I could say we were meeting under better circumstances." He takes the offered hand and shakes, his grip quite firm and steady.

[blitzkriegd]

A good handshake. England is glad for that. And a police man! That's what the uniform was for, eh? England would tuck that design away for later.

"It's good to meet you," replied England. "I really am alright, though... I'm strong enough to... handle a little pain."

[decaffeinated]

And somewhere, the space-time continuum is weeping, because now that uniform design has no actual origin.

"I'm certain you are," not, is what he wants to add to that, but Nicholas doesn't actively try to piss people off without good cause. And certainly, Mr Kirkland might be more cooperative if Nicholas agrees with him. "However, it isn't necessarily safe for you to be alone in this state. For instance, you see that ... uh... woman? over there?"

He gestures, pointing to one of the Huglu. This one does seem to be quite nervous, if not outright shifty in demeanour. "Judging by her actions, I would suspect that she could be looking for a weak target to accost. Several times she has approached someone, only to back away if a crowd approaches or someone who appears to be strong draws near."

[blitzkriegd]

Ah. England looks over where Nicholas is pointing. He hadn't even noticed her. Hell, he wouldn't have noticed anyone, even the police officer had he not come up to him. England just wanted to go home and rest. But, at the same time, he wanted to have tea with this man. Perhaps tomorrow!

"Well, I'm certainly not one to argue with an officer of the law," he says as he wobbles again. The medicine is wearing off. "If you wish to accompany me to my flat, then I suppose I shouldn't argue."

[decaffeinated]

He instinctively reaches over to steady Arthur on his feet. Right. Perhaps they had best hurry. Nicholas wasn't certain if he would be able to carry the man on his own, and there didn't seem to be anyone presently near by he felt comfortable asking. "Ah, right then. Let me grab my book, and we'll be off."

[blitzkriegd]

The country nods, watching him. He already likes this Angel! He looked like a man who followed orders, was on the straight and narrow. England hoped to learn more about him in the future.

"If you don't find it too forward... Might I ask what year you are from? You see, the people here... they are from different time periods, or different worlds, or whatever. I, myself... In my time, the year is 1942."

[decaffeinated]

1942? That would have been during the war, then. Whilst ordinarily he'd dismiss such talk as the ramblings of a man half out of his mind between pain and the medication to manage it, considering all else he has seen here, being told that seems almost normal.

Although, he would have expected to hear that year being mentioned by someone obviously many years his senior. "The year was 2007 when they abducted me. So I imagine the country has changed quite a bit from what you remember."

That would, at the least, explain why Kirkland did not seem to recognise his uniform.

[blitzkriegd]

"Two thousand seven!" England repeats, fascinated. Even though Willow and Stein had already mentioned the war had been won, it was still quite a pleasant surprise to England to meet people who knew so much more about the future. He had to refrain from asking about everything, because knowing too much could be dangerous. "Well, I do hope things are quite peaceful in your time. They're certainly not in mine!"

[decaffeinated]

He clears his throat. Peaceful. Right. "Well, it seems to be for most people. Of course, my work is never done. If more people would simply obey the laws, then perhaps it would be more peaceful."

For now, Nicholas doesn't feel like discussing Sandford. It helps that this Englishman is entirely unfamiliar with modern uniforms, so he won't realise that Nicholas' insignia point to him being a member of the Sandford Police Department, and not the Metropolitan.

[blitzkriegd]

England wouldn't mind either way. But he doesn't have to know everything. Just meeting such a man from his country is most satisfying. It makes him feel a bit stronger, even if he actually isn't.

"You take your job seriously."

[decaffeinated]

That is a statement he has heard numerous times, in many variations. "Someone has to. Otherwise laws would be broken without any regard, because who would enforce them?"

The edge to his voice suggests that he is thinking of specific instances as he speaks. Then again, for a while, Nicholas had been quite convinced that most cops simply did not take their jobs seriously enough.

[blitzkriegd]

He eyes Nicholas out of the corner of his eyes, smirking softly. This man needed to be on the police force here in Darstone. Then England could have an inside. This did not mean he was looking to use Nicholas, it only meant that he could keep more watchful eyes on Germany, Prussia, and whoever else wanted to help them.

Maybe, with Angel assisting the police, England could be able to help.

He sighed once more as they neared the apartments. They weren't far from the hospital after all. "You should think about joining the force... here."

[decaffeinated]

That makes his expression draw tight. "Yes, well, I had considered that. However, it appears that despite the government here wanting our assistance, they refuse to actually allow me to help using the skills I have." In other words, Nicholas was told that he could not be a police officer. Perhaps once he gets to know people better, he will be able to work something out.

Until then, he is not entirely sure what he is going to do for employment. Certainly he doesn't want to remain unemployed, but his skill set is rather fine tuned. There aren't many options out there for a police officer who can no longer be a police officer.

[blitzkriegd]

England rubs at his chest, frowning at both the pain and also Angel's answer. He knows about the government here, but if Prussia and Willow and Stein could get involved, then there must have been a chance for Nicholas, as well. "I will speak to miss Rosenberg," he says as he turns toward the building. "See if we can't... Work out this little bump, yeah?"

[decaffeinated]

"You know someone who works for the government?" For most people, they would consider this a sign that their day is looking up. Nicholas, on the other hand... "I'm afraid I can't let you do that. Never mind that we hardly know each other beyond being countrymen; it would be improper for you to use your connections to get me a job that I would otherwise not be considered qualified for."

Even if it really bothers him that he is not considered qualified for police service here by mere virtue of the fact that he was abducted.

[blitzkriegd]

Hmph. What a bother. England was only trying to help his citizen! He cares for all of them. Was it so bad he wanted to step in and help? He shrugs, considering talking to Willow anyway. If nothing comes of it, Angel wouldn't have to know.

"Yes, well, it was just a thought, after all." But then he smiles at Nicholas again. "Thank you for walking me home."

[decaffeinated]

Making sure that Angel doesn't know of it would perhaps be best. He is fairly strict about making sure the rules are followed, and whilst he may have relaxed somewhat in Sandford, he has no desire to break the law here. After all, if the government has no problems with kidnapping, then what other punishments might they mete out?

"You're welcome. Have a good day, and stay safe." He nods crisply. "If there is anything else I can help with, I believe these mirrors they gave us are supposed to act in place of a cell or a computer, so you can reach me using them."

[blitzkriegd]

There was that word again. Computer. England would need to find out what that was eventually. He nods just as crisply back to the officer, despite still feeling woozy.

"They do work. You can leave messages and talk privately to people and all kinds of things. So, if you also need assistance, do not hesitate to contact me." And then they could have afternoon tea together!