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sylvie brett ;;

Sylvie nodded, agreeing with him. “It really is. I honestly don’t know how some of my colleagues can do it. I can’t shut that switch off, no matter how hard I try.” Maybe she was too emotional, too caring and that wasn’t good in this job. Although, she didn’t believe that, she wanted to believe that the victims they treated, they don’t stop being human beings after they dropped off. Maybe she’ll drive herself insane if she got to invested in some cases, but it was who she was. “Yeah … I’m adopted. And knowing that this kid will most likely end up in the system … I mean, I got lucky, my parents adopted me and I had the best family I could ask for. But not all the kids get that lucky, actually there are very few cases who do.” She paused and let out a sigh. The only consolation she had was that since he was still a baby, maybe it will make it easier for him to get a good family. “Oh that sounds like a tough one. I think we got called into one of those, unfortunately with no survivors, apart from the driver. I have no doubt that you will.” She paused, before pushing the stretcher towards the ambulance. “So since we’re taking a break, we shouldn’t talk about work. How have you been, Jay? Haven’t seen you in the House for a while, I guess it’s a good thing.” She said with a chuckle.

“it's not an easy thing to do, i guess,” jay rubbed the back of his neck. the conversation was slowly edging into territory he never spoke of - it had taken years of practice to not be able to think about the things he had experienced, so explaining how one could go about such an act wasn't something that he could just pull from the air, but he knew he could at least offer the idea. “as long as you hold onto the fact that you're in this job to protect and help others then all the rubbish that you have to go to kind of seems worth it at the end of the day,” he then added. it's mostly how he reasoned his job, after all. “really? i didn't know that.” then again, did jay really know much about sylvie at this point? “there was a kid in my class growing up that was adopted; quiet guy - hell of a basketball player, though,” he nodded at his own words. “yeah, i know. one of the cops in our district had that kind of life. haven't really spoken to her lately, though,” the male scratched at his jaw. “you mostly just have to believe it's going to work out so that you can move on and do your job -- sucks, but it's mostly the only option we have.” as sylvie began to move with the stretcher, jay walked alongside. “fair enough,” he laughed. “i've been good. been kept busy with work, but that's about it,” he shrugged. “i would consider that to be a good thing... mostly,” he smiled. “what about you? how you been, brett?”

#[{ c:sylvie brett }]#[{ conversations ;; }]

erin lindsay ;;

Erin couldn’t keep the small smile off her face, it was moments such as these that made it hard to keep from crossing that line while they were on duty. But they both knew well how imperative it was that he both have their heads in the right place while in the middle of an investigation. They flirted with the line but one of them usual shut it down before they got ahead of themselves. “You’re right about that, they all screw up somewhere no matter how careful they may think they are.” She agreed, her fingers brushing his hand a moment before settling back on her side. She couldn’t help but laugh thinking about growing up under Hank’s watch. “I think I got off far easier than Justin, though any guy that came within a mile of me would not agree. They were so sacred of him they would hardly look at me, and if they had to their eyes never strayed farther than my nose.”

“maybe when this case is finally over we can look into that vacation that we've been talking about for the past three months,” jay scratched at his jaw after agreeing to her statement about those they were after screwing up. all in all, it was an inevitability. besides, they were the best intelligence unit in the city for a reason, and their ego and skill sets weren't going to let this guy go. “is that---?” jay dropped his hand from erin's shoulder and sat forward, eyes squinting as he tried to see the oncoming figure better, but as he got closer the more frustrated jay got. “nevermind, it's not him.” his hand reached up to his hair and he ran his fingers through the strands, sighing softly. it was getting ridiculous now and jay was agitated, but he knew how important this role was within the case and that was the only thing keeping him rooted to the seat. “--- it's the same now, except it's me laying down the law of the land this time,” he joked. though, to be fair, he was the same in that he didn't like other people looking at erin. call it jealousy or maybe he felt threatened by the other attention that she received, but at the end of the day jay liked to believe it was him being protective of someone he loved. “man, justin hated me.”

#[{ c:erin lindsay }]#[{ conversations ;; }]

sylvie brett ;;

Sylvie knew that she wasn’t supposed to get emotionally involved like this, but it wasn’t something she could exactly control. Mostly when there were kids involved. Adults argued but the kids were the ones who suffered the most. “It’s hard, but we’re supposed to just drop the victim and move on. Although, for me it’s hard when it involves a kid, mostly a baby.” She was adopted, she was almost sure that was the faith that will be waiting for this baby. She was lucky, but this little guy might not be. “That would be really nice, thank you Jay. Oh I’m sorry to hear about that. Was it important for a case?”

“ironic, isn't it?” jay couldn't help but ask. “in a job that demands so much caring the less you care the better off you are. it gets easier, though... if that's any consolation. you learn to sort of just flick a switch; turn a part of yourself off to get through the day,” he shrugged. it was something that he had pretty much mastered the art of ever since leaving the army rangers, though his temper often broke through the walls that were supposed to protect him. “kids will always be the toughest call to take,” he agreed. once she had accepted his offer of coffee, the detective's lopsided smile appeared. “vehicular homicide - third one this month. we were hoping this guy would pull through so that we could get a lead on who's doing this, but that didn't happen. we'll get the son of a bitch who did this, though.” one way or another, they always did.

#[{ c:sylvie brett }]#[{ conversations ;; }]

benjamin lucas ;;

benjamin would regret coming to jay in the morning. he stood clear from work when he was drunk; he separated himself in two persons because of it. he relied on his colleges when they were on duty, he shouldn’t rely on his colleges when he’s too drunk to remember his way home. “how’s she, by the way?” he asked, his words a bit slurred, but ignoring everything jay had said. “i saved your ass multiple times. i don’t need to be sober to remember,” benjamin retorted as he took two slices of bread from the bread bin. “— grab me a knife, will you?” he asked, but instead of completely ignoring jay like he did earlier, benjamin sat down.

jay just arched a brow. his relationship with erin had nothing to do with anyone else, he barely spoke of it to anyone yet everyone knew what they were and how they felt. jay, in essence, is a very private man so benjamin asking about his girlfriend earned nothing but radio silence in return. though, after a moment or two more of that, jay finally spoke; giving a non-committal answer. “she's at work.” unable to stop himself, the detective just rolled his eyes as fingers fidgeted with the watch on his wrist. a quick glance down told jay that the time was crawling by and that he would probably not be rid of the other any time soon. “no,” he shook his head. “do i have stupid tattooed on my forehead or something? i'm not giving a piss drunk dude a knife.” in fact, the other was lucky that jay hadn't removed the food from his possession already. “use a spoon,” he grabbed one and tossed it onto the table in front of benjamin. “and try not to make a damn mess.”

#[{ c:benjamin lucas }]#[{ conversations ;; }]

matthew casey ;;

“ Not that I am complaining but at least you aren’t forced to wear a coat year around. even in the summer. turnout gear isn’t exactly “cool” in 90 degree weather.” matt sat on his usual chair at the end of the table. “help yourself to some ice in the freezer after you tell why you are here?”

“no idea how you guys do that,” jay commented idly as he continued to waft his shirt. normally he would feel bad for complaining in front of someone who had it worse, but the heat -- it was beyond irritating at this point. “right...” jay threw a longing glance to the freezer before turning his eyes back on the lieutenant. “the call out you had the other day -- we got several conflicting statements regarding the scene. any details you have about it would be great right about now.”

#[{ c:matthew casey }]#[{ conversations ;; }]

quick opinion poll because i’m majorly torn and dunno what side of tumblr to believe rn, but would you all consider kj apa to be a problematic fc or would you be fine with him on the dash? asking for a me friend.

#[{ ooc ;; }]#i just really don't want to upset anyone!

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#[{ courage is resistance to fear not the absence of fear ;; self }]#[{ jay & antonio ;; }]#[{ jay & gabriela }]#someone bring us an antonio!#<3

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#[{ courage is resistance to fear not the absence of fear ;; self }]#[{ jay & will ;; }]#i cannot

do you have any regrets when it comes down to your job?

“not being there to prevent julie’s death. she shouldn’t have died. dawson was with her, but that doesn’t change anything. we’re supposed to have each other’s back, and we didn’t have hers.”

#[{ answered ;; }]#[{ headcanon ;; }]#just gonna go ahead and say that julie is still dead #that might change if someone wants her tho #but for now its canon for him #Anonymous

do you ever miss your life as a soldier?

“sometimes? it’s hard not to miss the thing you dedicated your entire life to, but my life is here now - intelligence is my life now. i don’t think the army rangers is for me, anymore. i’ve had enough experience to know what awaits me if i do go back.”

#[{ answered ;; }]#[{ headcanon ;; }]#other than losing the ones he loves #the soldier aspect of his life is the one thing that petrifies him #but honestly?#this is jay and probably would go back if the cause was great enough #Anonymous

Where would you like your life to be in 10 years?

“married, maybe a kid or two, white picket fence, leader of my own intelligence unit, and a man cave with a massive cinema screen to watch the blackhawks games on come the weekend. so… nothing majorly different, really.”

#[{ answered ;; }]#[{ headcanon ;; }]#oh jay #you simple man #<33 #Anonymous

erin lindsay ;;

Erin scoffed, unable to keep herself from rolling her eyes. “That’s up for debate.” she retorted. She scanned the block once more nodding as he read off the description. “Yeah, though it’s not a lot to go off of.” She said leaning over to look at his phone her own having died an hour back as she had forgotten to charge it as usual. She smirked, “Not many can.”

“by you and only you,” jay smirked at the brunette. “true, but we've solved cases that had less to go on. guys like this can't help themselves, especially when they think they're untouchable. we'll most likely catch him when his guard is down and when he thinks that we've lost.” when she leaned over to look at his phone screen, jay couldn't help but rest a hand on her shoulder. he was nothing but professional when it came to distinguishing their work life and personal relationship, but sometimes he slipped up. thankfully, they were hidden by the tinted windows of the car so he was able to get away with more than what he usually did. “i have no idea how you managed living with him.”

#[{ c:erin lindsay }]#[{ conversations ;; }]

favorite part of being a detective?

“no two days are ever the same.”

#[{ answered ;; }]#Anonymous

What was your dream job as a child and why?

“cop. always a cop. will and i used to play cops and robbers all the time as kids and i knew i’d never be able to be a robber so a cop it was. though, that mostly changed to a soldier when i hit six. basically, protect and serve was going to be my life no matter what.”

#[{ answered ;; }]#[{ headcanon ;; }]#Anonymous

sylvie brett ;;

“Well, at least you’re already at the hospital.” She said, letting out a nervous chuckle, trying to light up the mood but most likely failing miserably. Sylvie sighed and shrugged. “Just a harsh call. We delivered a surprise baby, which is a good thing. But the girl’s father didn’t take it well, a lot of shouting happened and those things just really affect me.”

ever since his undercover stint with gabriela before he had joined intelligence, jay had taken upon himself to look out for those of firehouse 51 -- old and new. so it wasn't hard for him to detect the fact that she was on edge. “i honestly have no idea how you guys do it,” jay commented. his job was tough, but he had always believed theirs was tougher. “try not to think about it? how about i buy you a cup of coffee? the guy i was supposed to be talking to died half an hour ago so i have time before i have to get back to the precinct.”

#[{ c:sylvie brett }]#[{ conversations ;; }]#death mention tw

I’M BLOCKED FROM SENDING MORE QUESTIONS SO I’LL RESUME ONCE TUMBLR LETS ME SEND STUFF AGAIN!!

#[{ ooc ;; }]#this #is #just #typical #sorry guys!#>.>

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