[voice]

[synthedick]

[Getting no word from Henry or Maketh as demons are spawning in the city, Nick steps in.]

Guard, report in. Long story short in case you missed the memo: there are demons in the city.

[There's the sound of shuffling paper. He's been taking notes from what's come up on the network about these things.]

Inquisitor Trevelyan is closing the tears they're coming through, but until she gets to them all, it's our job to keep folks safe. Stick to your patrols, send word if you need backup, and if it comes right down to it, do what you need to do.

[He signs off with that. Time to keep trying to get a hold of the actual leaders of the Guard. Them being missing is not a good sign.]

Comments

[voice]

[notjustinthemirror]

You really are a cop then.

Sounds like I owe you a drink.

[voice]

[synthedick]

Detective and guardsman, but close enough.

[voice]

[notjustinthemirror]

Have a body count yet? Cuz I'm not seeing a dent in their numbers.

[ Does he have to do everything himself? ]

[voice]

[synthedick]

You gonna help put a dent in their numbers, or are you just looking to complain?

[voice]

[notjustinthemirror]

How do you know I haven't killed thirty of them already?

[voice]

[synthedick]

I don't, but if you've got enough time to sit around yakking on the network, you've got time to go kill thirty more. Make yourself a big damn hero so folks know which demon they ought to be after.

Re: [voice]

[notjustinthemirror]

That almost sounds like you care. I'm touched.

Real talk: You have a plan or just doing damage control here?

[voice]

[synthedick]

A little of both.

[voice]

[notjustinthemirror]

That doesn't sound like much of a plan. What would the real you think about that?

[voice]

[synthedick]

[He knows this is bait, but he still has to reel in his temper.]

I don't have time for this.