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(open) you're gonna need a heap of glue when they all catch up with you
Who: Chief of Police Dale Harding and YOU
When: January 16th — February 1st
Where: Throughout town
What: Santa Rosita's very dignified chief of police makes some very dignified appearances around town, meeting and greeting some very undignified people.
Warnings: Language, alcohol abuse, one man's poor life choices.
[Interesting fact: Approximately 25-30% of drinkers are resistant to hangover symptoms.
Dale Harding is not in that percentage.
Santa Rosita's chief of police is certainly an elusive figure. Many of you likely haven't seen him since the Christmas gala. In fact, as you go about your business today, running errands throughout Shadyside and Santa Rosita, you might even miss him altogether. But once you notice the 5'7 man with his unbuttoned sleeve cuffs and distinct lack of service jacket or hat that would mark him as an officer, save for the shiny silver badge pinned to his belt along with the holstered handgun, it's difficult to ignore him. He doesn't look like the other police officers you've seen around town with their plastic smiles and neatly pressed suits. For starters, he doesn't smile at all — and that's not likely to change no matter what he's doing and where you see him.
Harding doesn't keep morning hours, so you're more likely to spot him in the afternoon and at night. Most of the time, you'll see him slowly driving through Shadyside in his police cruiser. Occasionally, he'll be parked in front of Santa Rosita Elementary, always at lunchtime, watching the kids play at recess with his flask to his lips. Other times, you'll see him parked in Rose Garden Park, lying back in the front seat with his sunglasses on. You don't realize it yet, but this will all make sense when you get closer and notice, perhaps not inconspicuously, the string of drool trailing from his lips.
And yet, rarest of all, you'll see him on foot in North Santa Rosita. In the morning and at night, he'll go to the Blue Moon Diner, the bell over the door jingling as he walks in and takes a seat at the counter. Ordering a cheeseburger and coffee, he'll sit silently waiting for his food with his elbows on the table, his fingers laced, pressing his forehead into his hands.
Surely this is the best time to say hello!
ooc: The mods will respond to tags for Harding until February 1st. Please try to keep your interactions with him brief! He is a busy man, after all.]
When: January 16th — February 1st
Where: Throughout town
What: Santa Rosita's very dignified chief of police makes some very dignified appearances around town, meeting and greeting some very undignified people.
Warnings: Language, alcohol abuse, one man's poor life choices.
[Interesting fact: Approximately 25-30% of drinkers are resistant to hangover symptoms.
Dale Harding is not in that percentage.
Santa Rosita's chief of police is certainly an elusive figure. Many of you likely haven't seen him since the Christmas gala. In fact, as you go about your business today, running errands throughout Shadyside and Santa Rosita, you might even miss him altogether. But once you notice the 5'7 man with his unbuttoned sleeve cuffs and distinct lack of service jacket or hat that would mark him as an officer, save for the shiny silver badge pinned to his belt along with the holstered handgun, it's difficult to ignore him. He doesn't look like the other police officers you've seen around town with their plastic smiles and neatly pressed suits. For starters, he doesn't smile at all — and that's not likely to change no matter what he's doing and where you see him.
Harding doesn't keep morning hours, so you're more likely to spot him in the afternoon and at night. Most of the time, you'll see him slowly driving through Shadyside in his police cruiser. Occasionally, he'll be parked in front of Santa Rosita Elementary, always at lunchtime, watching the kids play at recess with his flask to his lips. Other times, you'll see him parked in Rose Garden Park, lying back in the front seat with his sunglasses on. You don't realize it yet, but this will all make sense when you get closer and notice, perhaps not inconspicuously, the string of drool trailing from his lips.
And yet, rarest of all, you'll see him on foot in North Santa Rosita. In the morning and at night, he'll go to the Blue Moon Diner, the bell over the door jingling as he walks in and takes a seat at the counter. Ordering a cheeseburger and coffee, he'll sit silently waiting for his food with his elbows on the table, his fingers laced, pressing his forehead into his hands.
Surely this is the best time to say hello!
ooc: The mods will respond to tags for Harding until February 1st. Please try to keep your interactions with him brief! He is a busy man, after all.]
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So, since Harding is clearly out of commission for the moment, is there anything interesting in his car that can be seen from the outside? Sans isn't about to try opening any doors or pushing down the window without cause, but looking's not illegal. Maybe. Sans doesn't know the laws of this place.]
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On the floor next to the passenger seat, visible only if you were to be looking on that side, is something small and square and dark: a black wallet.]
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Sans circles the car and takes notice of the wallet. It could definitely be Harding's--tossing a wallet onto the floor of your car is probably like the least concerning thing someone drunk can do in a car--but it could be worthwhile, too... Well, Sans has an easy way to grab it, so he'll at least take a look.
Sans will grab the wallet with his blue magic, holding it completely still for a moment just to make sure Harding isn't able to sense it somehow--Sans can just drop it immediately if he wakes up. But assuming Harding is still asleep, he'll just maneuver that wallet out of the open window to take a look at it.]
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The wallet itself looks like it's seen quite a bit of action, scuffed and weathered from years of use. It doesn't feel heavy at all. Indeed, when Sans opens it he'll find that there's not much of note inside, save for a few dollars and an old movie ticket from the Starlight Drive-In, and a photograph slotted into one of the picture holders. The photo is extremely faded and, should Sans take it out of its holder, delicate. It looks as if it was taken many years ago.]
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