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Id be interested if you still have room
Ferd Smith


Feed smiled sheepishly at the mention of the times he'd attempted to avoid being arrested. But if anyone else knew what he did, they wouldn't have blamed him. Not all cops could be trusted after all.

As they pulled up to the mid sized police precinct Ferd took a look around. Nothing to fancy, pretty much what you'd expect from a police station. A spot for civilians to park, a separate area for cop cars in the back, and fenced off area for vehicles being held for further inspection. The building itself was three stories high, which seemed a bit excessive to Ferd. Two stories sure, but Arkham wasn't that big, and he doubted that this precinct covered that much of the city anyways. By the looks of the building it was one of the newer ones, meaning it was probably as large and fancy as it was purely out of pride. City Father's all over America had been making a big deal out of building newer bigger buildings to show off their cities wealth.
This was probably part of that. After all, what did a precinct need? A holding cell, an interigation room or two, offices for discussion and planning, and cubicles for paper work. Ferd grunted. He'd bet that third floor was all but empty, the police chief probably being the only one to use it. Ferd imagined him kicking back in the largest office available upstairs. With a roll of his eyes he opened the door as Dirk parked. Police needed to spend less time concerned with procedure and pomp. There were real mysteries out there that needed real solving.
Dirk Garther


Dirk pursed his lips. Hm. Should he bother with Val's pistol? The man was clearly no fool, if Dirk had to guess he'd have said that palming the thing was just habit for the man. No it didn't seem likely that he was going to make any rash decisions.

"Best to keep your gat pocketed Mr. Valentino." He glanced over his shoulder, "We wouldn't want another officer to peg you. I'd have a hell of a time explaining why I didn't confiscate that right away."

Turning back to his driving Dirk continued, "Frankly I'm surprised the two of you came along without any hesitation. What with the both of you having records of evading or resisting arrest, I pictured this going a bit differently."

"Almost there gents, just another block."
Well you and Richard would be on the sidewalk, just a few feet from where they are parked.
However the cop car if a few blocks away.
Wonderful! I'm quite excited to see where this goes :D

As a reminder, Richard can not see Ambrose punch through the wall. Only Alonzo can.

Keep it up boys! We're doin great :)
Ferd Smith


Ferd laughed at Dirk and Val. Hey they were funny!

"Believe it or not Val this isn't my first time in the back of a cop car either." Ferd looked over at Val and smiled, "Though mine are all small offenses, you know breaking and entering, trespassing, that sort of thing." Ferd paused as he adjusted himself in his seat, attempting to achieve a greater level of comfort. "Apparently cops don't take kindly to my sort of investigating."

Ferd kept his friendly smile front and center as he began chatting. His eyes darted to Dirk in the front. What did Dirk know? Ferd felt his curiosity peeking. It wasn't often cases like this were still open more than a day after their discovery. Yet here Dirk was, soldiering on. True he made it sound as though he was receiving support from his superiors but Ferd had his doubts. Ferd's hand made its way to his pocket where he kept his pocket knife. It wasn't much but he was tired of having no defense ready if anything went down. It wasn't that he didn't believe Dirk, in fact he felt quite confident the man was a legitimate cop. No Ferd's mind was outside the car. He resisted an urge to look behind them, feeling sure that they were being followed.
Dirk Garther


Dirk took one last look back down the street before hopping the cruiser. He trusted Richard and all but, well strange things had been happening around that house. He hoped they'd make it to the police station alright. As he settled into his seat he grit his teeth. Strange things indeed. Things most of the police at the station had been refusing to acknowledge. What was wrong with them? Clues were clues, and developments in a case needed investigated. But nooooo everyone in this city seemed content to ignore any and all weird events, even if it meant crooks going free. He rubbed his face in agitation. Hopefully no one tried to stop him from bringing these fellas in. They'd been letting him continue his investigation as long as it didn't get them involved. This was probably a little to close to that line.

Dirk smiled tightly at Val's attempt at humor. "What a coincidence, this isn't my first time either."
@thegreeneleafe
I loved your post! Didn't expect to see Val get sheepish like that.
@Gurren1
No problem man! You aint dead no worries XD

Btw guys I'm super glad to see some of us making our way back here, and getting some new blood :)

Dirk Garther


Dirk turned and waved at Richards question, "Yeah that's fine Richard. In fact if you want the good doctor can drive his own car as long as you make sure he doesn't take off." With that Dirk stepped around the corner with Ferd in tow. He couldn't tell if the mobster was following yet, but he wasn't to concerned. Either he came or he didn't. Dirk would have preferred the trouble maker left Arkham all together but he couldn't just tell a potential lead to get lost. He shook his head as he opened the driver door to his cruiser. What a mess this whole case was.
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