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(Detective Sergeant) Lawrence Williams

"Sergeant," "Sarge"

Appearance: 

Lawrence is well-put together in the most "on his last legs" way. He has a head of dirty-dishwater-blonde hair situated in a regularly side-parted overgrown cut with multiple inches on top and tapered on the sides. His eyes are dark and dim and his face is speckled with the stubble of a five o'clock shadow. He likes to feel put-together and in control -- a pair of expensive and shined shoes, some tucked in button-down and a pair of trousers. 

Age: 34

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Role: Communications Officer

Biography: Lawrence tried to join the Air Force when he was 18 with dreams of being a pilot. Though, after being deemed "mentally unstable," he was grounded for life and his dreams of flying planes were quickly demolished. At 20, he joined his local police department (through possibly shady methods) and quickly proved his competence, an unsteady storm brewing inside of him the entire time. He married at 25 shortly after being promoted to the rank of detective and had a child -- a girl named Rebecca -- when he was 27. Around this time as well, Lawrence was promoted to Detective Sergeant and oversaw a small group of detectives at the station. When he was 31, Lawrence's wife was diagnosed with breast cancer, which prompted the beginning of his spiral. He turned to self-harm and grew suicidal tendencies -- though on the outside trying his best to maintain appearances to those relying on him. Many times, the only reason he didn't do something drastic was because of his wife and daughter. However, this wasn't enough. Nobody is necessarily sure what happened -- but Lawrence badly hurt himself while investigating a murder case that he couldn't handle, and was evaluated to be incapable of taking the case. His wife is dead, and nobody is quite sure what happened to his child. 

Traits: 

Trait 1: 

The Writing on the Wall: Nothing stays hidden forever. Lawrence has a knack for seeing the cracks before they break wide open. Subtle tics, misplaced words, the scent of a lie: he reads people like a crime scene.

Trait 2: 

The Devil is in the Details: A smile, a handshake, a well-placed “trust me” -- it’s all theater. Lawrence can wrap a lie so tight around the truth that you won’t know which way is up until it’s too late. And by then, you’ve already given him what he wanted.

Trait 3: 

A Loaded Question: Every conversation is a minefield, and Lawrence is holding the detonator. He knows exactly where to press, what to imply, and when to shut up and let the other guy talk himself into a corner.

Trait 4: 

Dead Air: Funny thing about signals -- they don’t always reach their destination intact. Whether by tampering, interference, or bad luck, Lawrence’s comms have a tendency to cut out at just the right (or wrong) moments. Can’t prove what was never said.

Trait 5: 

Echo Chamber: Memories are unreliable. But recordings? Those can be altered. Lawrence carries an outdated personal comms device that logs conversations, lets him play back past dialogues, and, -- if the need arises -- erase certain details. After all, history is written by the ones with the tape recorder.

Equipment List: 

Cold Steel & Hot Lead – A 9mm handgun. Was standard-issue at the time of his service, now with minor tweaks for effectiveness, smoothness, and silence.

The Last Word – A well-worn boxcutter, always kept on his person. Some habits die harder than others.

The Echo Chamber – His encrypted earpiece that records, scrubs, and sometimes… misplaces messages.

The Casebook – A handwritten notebook full of unintelligible shorthand, unfinished thoughts, and ink-smudged secrets.

A Cup of Coffee (Black as Sin, Cold as the Void) – Always in hand, always half-drunk. Probably stale.
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