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NOAH CARTER. 38. cause it ain't fair to say, that these tracks are the same. so God if you can hear me crash this train ( law enforcement; boston )

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It wasn’t typical for Noah to have a day off. He didn’t really like them. He liked to keep busy and be constantly on the move - he thought better that way. So when he was more or less forced to take some time off as he was racking up too much overtime and not spending enough time off well it made the department grumpy for payroll purposes. His higher ups told him to go take a couple days off, maybe see a Sox game or spend time with family - do whatever, just don’t come to work. This led Noah with full day of absolute boredom as there was nothing around the house to do and his mother complained to him about hovering so he w.as going to give her some space. In an attempt to pass the day away, Noah decided he was going to go for a run through the park, or at least he was going to attempt it when he felt a tap on his shoulder after he stretched out for a bit in the grass. “Hm?”

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daniellexlangdon:

She was clearly not being too subtle about the pain in her head, but then again there was really no saying when the last time she had gotten a proper night of sleep was, waking up most of the time feeling completely and totally exhausted as though even her sleep wasn’t actually sleep. And from there she could swear half the time it was worse than a hangover. “Oh yeah just a headache. I’m fine.”

“You sure? You don’t look too good. Maybe you’d like to sit down for a few minutes. Drink some water.” Noah looked over the woman as he tried to access the situation in front of him. She didn’t seem like she was coming back from partying all night and she was just needing to go home and rest some, but then again things were a bit diferent than how he used to party at that age.

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veralawson:

“I don’t know, that sounds like something a psychiatrist would say to gain their patient’s trust, maybe you want me to think you’re not certified when this is just a trap for me to open up and talk to you about my issues” She explained, finishing the drink in her hand and taking a good look of the man next to her “Mhm, I bet your mom wanted you to be a doctor or a lawyer, you look like the type of son that was raised under a lot of expectations… But you realized your true call was art and dropped everything and moved to Paris, where you met a girl named Francoise that opened your eyes to the amatory arts as well and then you fell for a guy named Pierre” Again, her mind deciding that her story should be shared instead of just staying inside her head.

“Always, I don’t like people getting high expectations, I’m usually described as weird so I like people to know that from the start” Not like anyone had problems believing it since she made sure (not consciously) to show her weirdness 24/7. She grabbed his phone and put her number on it, under Vera the weird blond and awesome girl from the bar who can also install security systems name. “Perimeter, glass breaking… that’s not something usual clients know about, are you going to request bullet proof windows too?” She joked.

Noah laughed as he rubbed his face again. These stories were completely outrageous and it was entirely too long of a day to keep with the insanity. However, he would play her game a little longer as her company seemed useful on what could've been a bad night for. So for now, he’ll take the bait of a little insanity for now. “Actually her name was Regan and it was going to be Ireland. C’mon I’m an Boston boy, born and raised. If it ain’t Irish than it probably need to be taken out for trash.” He grinned, the last bit was something a close family friend would always tell him. Uncle Liam hated everyone equally, but he especially hated the Italians the most and didn’t let anyone forget it.

“If they don’t like you then screw ‘em. You don’t owe anyone crap - you remember that. So what if you’re weird? That’s just who your are and it works for you.” There was a lot of things Noah could tolerate in life: bad haircuts, overly talkative people, text lingo in text messaes and those that smother fries in ketchup. But one thing Noah couldn’t tolerate was when others felt the need to shit on people who were different from them. It was never their place to be such a self righteous dick about other people and they should stick to that. He wasn’t arfraid to call people out on it either. He laughed when she handed back his phone with her contact information, he wasn’t sure if he was going to regret this aquaintanceship or not. “I’ll send you a text so you know it’s my number.” He replied as he kept looking down at his phone, he only looking up to adress what she had said recently with a grin. “No bullet proof wiondows, yet. However, like I said, I’m in law enforcement and I know somethings.”

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Dante: Same difference.

Noah: Yeah, yeah.

Noah: Whatever you say, man.

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daniellexlangdon:

Things weren’t going as well in the city as she may have hoped, and the woman found herself more and more lost each day. Waking up in places she didn’t know, not remembering what happened, Danielle simply passed it off as fatigue. Of course even she knew that there had to be something more there. “And do you happen to know what time they open?” She asked, pressing a finger to her temple as the headache that she didn’t know the origin of began throbbing.

“They should be o--hey are you okay?” Noah noticed the woman seemed a little off. It seemed like it was much more than just a hangover from a wild night the nigth before. Typically he’d chalk things up to not being his problem nor his concern, but he wouldn’t feel right if he left this woman on her own when se seemed like she needed some help.

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Dante: To take bribes.

Noah: Not a bribe. An apology.

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Dante: Isn't it illegal for officers of the law to do that?

Noah: Do what?

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Dante: That's right. Forgive me.

Noah: Pay for the first round and it never happened.

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veralawson:

She really tried to hide her disappointment but it was hard to think law enforcement was fun after picturing him in the middle of a fair or surrounded by weird people with some very strange talents, and since she couldn’t really hide it, she decided to be straight forward with him and tell him what she thought. “What a shame, law enforcement is not as fun as I had imagined, and I didn’t even get to tell you my second guess, a psychiatrist, I was about to start making questions so you could diagnose me with something cool”

“A bit much and a bit boring as well, no offense to old people, God knows I love my grandparents, but they don’t do much and putting security cameras around their neighborhood is the most boring, my grandpa likes to knit so it’s five continuous hours of that” She rolled her eyes. “You know, that’s smart, specially because I would need to know the dimensions of the house and the entrances and windows. It requires a complete analysis” She assured him and then shook his hand, strongly. “I’m Vera, nice to meet you, I hope you don’t regret meeting me tonight” Like some people she had met that cursed the day they had crossed paths with her.

“Oh no. You wouldn’t want me to diagnose you. I’m probably the last person you would want to help you with anything medically. My mom wanted my to go to Harvard Med, but that didn’t happen and for good reason.” Noah joked as he shook his head. He was completely amused with her. He was even more amused with her thinking he could be pyschiatrist. He doesn’t even like sitting in silence alone becaue he’s fucked up in the head. He can’t imagine sitting there in silence to help someone else out as well. God what a mess that would be.

”It’s nice to meet you as well.” Noah raised his eyebrow at her last comment, he shaking her hand. She had a firm grip, he was more than impressed. “Do you tell that to most of your potential clients?” He bemused as he handed her his phone so she can put in her contact information. “Yeah, I think just a good ol’ fashion alarm sstem will do. I’m thinking maybe one that has different settings though so it can do just perimeter, glass breaking, etc. That way it can be changed and modified if it needs to be.”

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daniellexlangdon:

She knew the city but she didn’t know it as well as she had initially thought. Catching someone who was walking by, Danielle put on the most pleasant face that she could. “Hi do you know where the nearest Starbucks is?” Because she still wasn’t sleeping and if the woman was going to get through this day she needed caffeine.

It was Noah’s day off, which was still a weird concept to think about. Civilian life was such an adjustment. He was heading down the street for some food when he was stopped by a young woman on the sidewalk. “Starbucks? It’s not very far from here. It’s just down this street, take a right and a couple blocks down.”

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mercer-sutton:

Almost as soon as the officer had run up and held his hand out for her, she took it and shuffled past. Her eyes didn’t leave the slithery creature until her feet brought her a safe distance away. Sutton didn’t mind his comment about the thing not being that big since he didn’t know about her past, and to many it probably seemed silly that she was so scared. “Thanks, you’re a life saver.” Her voice was small as her eyes kept darting between the snake and the man. “He isn’t but can’t ever underestimate a snake, small or not.”

Noah nodded as he made sure to keep the woman behind him. He could tell that she was completely terrified and he was going to do his best to remedy that for her. “Don’t mention it. Just doing my job, ma’am.” He was the worst at taking compliments and ‘thank yous’, especially when it came to his job. “I’ll call someone to come get this guy. Where were you headed?”

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veralawson:

“Oh  is this a riddle? Do I get to guess what’s your job? Because I’m totally thinking you’re a fortune teller and I would love to ask you some things, specially because my horoscope said I would meet the love of my life in the circus but I really hate clowns” She was talking shit and she knew it, but that didn’t stop her from continuing “I bet you work in fairs and trick people, which only makes you a good observer, you know, pick those small things and you say exactly what they want to hear. I wish I had a job like that, it would be hella fun” She rambled.

“And I bet your parents were damn proud of that” She had a similar report, but hers included starting fights and also a small fire in the playground. “That doesn’t sound complicated, but what kind of alarm system are you thinking of? Just one who would keep robbers away or a surveillance system as well? I install a wide range depending on what the person needs, so if you’re really interested I could send you a budget”

Noah smiled at her and shook his head. He was absolutely amused with how easy it was for her to just talk a bunch of shit without breaking into hysterics. Maybe he underestimated her from the beginning. “Not really a riddle and I am definitely not a fortune teller. Not really a big circus fan these days - crowds.” He carelessly shrugged. “I work in law enforcement. nothing fancy.” He went to reach for his wallet to prove it to her if she didn’t really believe him.

“Surveillance might be a bit much for a woman in her seventies yeah? I mean, yeah South Boston can be a bit rough, but not that rough.” Noah nodded as he picked up his phone to get her contact information. “I’m honestly not sure what kind of alarm system to get. Maybe it’ll be easier if you did a walkthrough to see what you're dealing with?” He asked as he looked over at her. He offering her hand, “I’m Noah by the way.”

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veralawson:

“I can totally agree on that, in a spiritual level, you get me stranger” Most of Vera’s troubles were caused because she was left alone in silence with too much time to think, and boredom was not Vera’s friend, her hyperactive personality always trying to show off, needing people around her, needing to know someone there wanted her. She knew she had reasons to think that way, and would always blame her mother abandonment, but she was much better off without thinking about the woman and what she caused when she left her alone.

“Hey, I’m a generous soul I could share my alcohol although, I guess you’re right, I would rather not to” She was being honest about it and wouldn’t lie, there was no point on doing that. “I liked scooping around and finding out things I shouldn’t know, but it was too easy to do it so I decided to help protect people, both online and in their homes and valuable places” She explained and his latest words caught her attention.  “Oh really? Tell me about it”

“Well, I wouldn’t be good at my job if I didn’t know what  people were thinking.” Noah nodded with a friendly smile, he settling into his seat. He wasn’t really interested in her company at first, but she was nice easy company. There was no questioning, no deep conversations and that was exactly what he needed. Everyone always wanted tot talk about his service, get to know him and the experiences he’s had, but it was never that easy. It’s not like asking someone about a party they went to or bad experience at a restaurant. It was asking him about him being in a war zone and bringing up those memories always stirred something inside him that was always hard to shake. So this was light. He liked the light conversation of joking about alcoholism and such.

“If I don’t have to share my alcohol then I’m not going to. My report card growing up definitely did not say that I share well with others.” He grinned at her before sitting up some to talk more about business. “Well see my mom is getting a little up there and she’s not doing too. So I was thinking it was time for her to have an alarm system set-up. She used to always fight me about it in the past - everyone in her neighborhood knows her and they all keep an eye out for each other. But I’d like to just make sure she’s definitely taken care of.”

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arabellapng:

Bella simply let out a laugh to hide her embarrassment. “Okay, that was just stupid on my part. But seriously, they could have given this drink a better name.” As the man next to her spoke to hit the nail on the hammer that she was defiantly more of a fruity drink kind of gal, she took a few more sips of the drink in front of her and shrugged off the taste. “No, this is fine. I think I’ll get used to it, no problem.” 

Noah rubbed the side of his face as he watched her. “That’s because it’s not considered a mixed drink, it’s straightforward and to the point. You want a gin with tonic and voila; it’s idiot proof.” He shrugged as he watched her try to stomach the drink. If he was being honest, it was amusing. He knew that she was more of a fruity drink girl, it was written all over her. However, between his mood, her slipping his drink and her complete confusion, he felt the need to mess with her a bit. “Ah, you don’t have to keep drinking that.” He finally told her, letting her off the hook. “What do you normally drink?”

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Dante: Are you eating your feelings again?

Noah: I don't have feelings.