WE ALL SEEK JUSTICE AND NOBODY IS OKAY

[tenrules]

[Another murder, another investigation, another trial, another execution. Unlike last time, it wasn't self-defense, and although they caught him, she's pretty sure nobody is happy. It was sentencing someone to death, after all.

Knowing that, Dlanor writes something on the back of profiles she took from the bulletin board, passing them under the doors. When in a hurry, use what you have, and those profiles will be back sooner or later, anyway]

Please come to the train station. Let's spend some time in each other's company, for our sake

[If you decide to come, you'll find whoever wrote that note has been working hard to make things somewhat nice. There's a few...whatever we all have been using as cups all this time...filled with milk -- evaporated milk with some water, it seems. Tastes almost like normal milk. Dlanor also brought a few twigs and a small piece of log from the sawmull, and seems to be currently trying to make a fire. Some warmth should be nice, right?

Come on, everyone, let's sit around this bunch of wood and strengthten our bonds]

Comments

[hydrazine]

[She takes another swallow before setting it on the ground between them.]

That's not what I said. Also, willingly eating food that's only going to hurt you with no benefit is ridiculous no matter what planet it's from.

[junosteel]

Not even if there are ten thousand creds riding on it?

[His tone is teasing, and he scratches the back of his head.] Kidding, of course. The only reason I even tried Martian moonshine is 'cus I was practically force fed it.

[Police academy hazing isn't really fun. Especially when half of the cops there hate your guts.]

So, what do you mean?

[hydrazine]

I'm assuming a cred is some form of currency, but more importantly, who force fed you moonshine?

[She pauses.]

I thought it was pretty clear. What part are you wondering about?

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[junosteel]

[Juno shrugs.] Other officers, back in my HCPD days. Uh, that's the police force in Hyperion City. It's a way to, uh...measure up the new recruits. Gotta say, I'm pretty sure they just wanted to see the newbies to puke up their guts for like a week.

[He shakes his head.] I dunno. Forget it. It's been a long day.

[hydrazine]

Oh, Mae told me what the police are. [A smile.] The closest thing we have back home is the guard. Gotta say, I can't really picture you doing that.

[A pause.]

Being in the guard, not drinking.

[junosteel]

[He shrugs.] Eh. I was different back then. More naive, ready to spring into action and clean up Hyperion City. That fell through pretty quick once I realized the place was just as corrupt as the city it was supposed to protect.

...But, I will admit, if I hadn't gone to the HCPD in the first place, I probably wouldn't have gotten as good at sharpshooting as I did.

[hydrazine]

Sucks. [But it sounds like she isn't too surprised by it, either.]

What made you realize?

[junosteel]

Didn't take too long, to be honest. First, I saw the money they were being handed under the table--literally, and figuratively. Then, when I complained about it, I nearly got fired. Then it kept going from there.

[He leans back a little, scratching his chin.]

Initially, I thought I could've changed something about it. But I was fighting a losing battle, and every day, I gained a few more enemies in the HCPD. Eventually, I just decided to leave.

[hydrazine]

[A pause, and then, with a bit more sincerity than is normal for her:]

Sorry it didn't work out for you.

[junosteel]

...

[He shrugs.]

It's fine. Whatever happens, happens.

[junosteel]

...

[He shrugs.]

It's fine. Whatever happens, happens.

[hydrazine]

[A humorless, dry laugh.]

Pretty depressing way to look at things.

[junosteel]

Yeah? I've been told I'm a depressing person to hang around.

[He picks up the bottle again and takes a swig.]

[hydrazine]

[A snort.]

Trust me, I've met worse.