I Solve Murders

'Grief does not change you. It reveals you.' Detective Oscar McCarthy, 40 years old, my job is my life.

[janewilliamsx-deactivated201404]

What isn’t?

[officer-mccarthy]

Posing for some silly photos to promote the yard.

They can get someone younger and prettier for that. I'm quite happy to sit here and do my job.

[officer-kate-frenn]

Thank you. I do try my best.

They should use my bedhead for promo photos, THAT’LL snag em eh? Bloody tosspots, nobody works around here anyway!

[officer-mccarthy]

I can tell. 

Yeah, all the young boys will come running for the chance to get a glimpse of that beautiful bedhead.

[officer-kate-frenn]

What’s going on?

[officer-mccarthy]

Beautiful bedhead Frenn.

Somebody wanted me to pose for some photoshoot to promote the force. You know, those crappy photos you get in leaflets at career fairs.

[officer-mccarthy]

I'm sorry, that's not my job.

[officer-mccarthy]

A Hazy Night | Mini Para Kate ✗ Oscar

[officer-kate-frenn]

"Yes. Yes we are. And nobody can say otherwise." In reality, Kate did look rather young, but that was something she wouldn’t let go. She took pride in being so young and being a member of Scotland Yard. "Let’s see if this ‘perfect partnership’ can get each other home safe this evening." She chuckled at that, and the grin he tried so very hard to hide, very poorly.

[officer-mccarthy]

"I'll see you home safe if it's the last thing I do, I promise, on my honor as a gentleman!" He grinned. "Now, I don't think we're getting drunk at a fast enough rate at all yet. Down that pint like a man and get us another round!" He dared, throwing back his own glass and downing his drink as quickly as possible.

[officer-mccarthy]

A Hazy Night | Mini Para Kate ✗ Oscar

[officer-mccarthy]

"Bugger off Mccarthy! I may look 12, but you don’t appear to be bothered by it!" Oddly enough, Kate was having the time of her life. Off duty was made 100% more fun when she was with Oscar. The two of them joking around like this was made her excited to come into work each day. Without him, Kate’d be utterly lost at Scotland Yard.

"Well that's because we're the perfect pair really." He said leaning forward with a coy smile. "You look like a 12 year old, I act like a 12 year old. It's a perfect partnership!" He nodded raising an eyebrow. He didn't mean what he was saying about her looking 12. She looked young of course, but he wouldn't feel... well, the way he felt about her, if she really looked like a child. 

[officer-mccarthy]

A Hazy Night | Mini Para Kate ✗ Oscar

[officer-kate-frenn]

Kate chuckled at that, “As if you could avoid me. Nice try McCarthy, you shan’t be fooling me with that one.” Happy at the fact that he remembered her favourite, she smiled internally. And would sure as hell enjoy it. “We may be cops, but bloody hell that sounds fantastic. And I do not object to it whatsoever.” They were terrible, and she absolutely loved it.

[officer-mccarthy]

He chuckled. "We may be cops but we're currently off duty so we can do whatever the hell we like." He grinned raising his drink. "As long as it's not against the law of course" He added trying to look serious. "I could not condone any law breaking on your part Miss Frenn. Are you even of age yet, you still look about 12," He teased, taking a long drink to hide the smirk on his face. 

[officer-mccarthy]

A Hazy Night | Mini Para Kate ✗ Oscar

[officer-kate-frenn]

"Oi! There you are, what took you so long!" She was kidding of course, Oscar had only been gone a moment. It was becoming a running joke between the two of them, one that Kate found to completely hilarious and enjoyable.  "What did you order me?" She took a sip of her pint, she knew what it was already, she just wanted to see if Oscar had remembered her order by memory.

[officer-mccarthy]

Oscar slid her drink across the table to her and took a long drink from his own. "Well, I was avoiding you if you must know," he teased, taking another sip. The idea here was to get as drunk as possible as fast as possible. "Your favourite, of course," He smirked, leaning back in his chair and finally relaxing. "You know another bombing could happen, or the end of the world could come, and I'd be quite happy just to sit here and drink through it." 

[officer-mccarthy]

A Hazy Night | Mini Para Kate ✗ Oscar

[officer-kate-frenn]

Kate was elated to be able to wind down after a long day. She especially enjoyed the fact that her destination was the local pub. Not as good as the ones back home in Scotland, but it certainly made due. And she never complained abut a pint, the English bartenders were just as good at their jobs as the Scottish ones were.

She was sure her companion knew all about that, however. They both hailed from Scotland, and their knowledge of their home would most likely stump any Englishman/woman who attempted to prove that they had a superior knowledge of the land in the north.

After driving them there, Kate got out of the car, stretched, and then turned to her companion. “Let’s have a good time ya loon. Don’t get too shit faced on me!”

Kate knew however, that the night would end with the pair of them most likely smashed out of their right minds. And that didn’t bother her whatsoever.  

[officer-mccarthy]

Oscar hopped in the car alongside Kate, smiling faintly to himself. It seemed to be a bit of a routine of theirs, going to the pub after a good day at work to celebrate, or in contrast, going to the pub after a bad day at work to drown their mutual sorrows. He didn't know how he and Kate had become so close in the first place, but their Scottish heritage probably had something to do with. That and their devotion to their job. His loneliness definitely helped as well.

He got out of the car and looked over a Kate across the roof. "Why is it that you always get to drive? I do have my own car you know." he said with a small smirk. He laughed at Kate's comment and shook his head. "Only if you don't get shit faced on me either." he said knowing neither of them could honestly make that promise. 

They walked into the pub, and he looked around, the usual crowd was gathered, they came here often enough to recognize a few faces. "Two pints please," He ordered at the bar, knowing Kate's order by now too. He grabbed the drinks and took them over to a table, plopping down in his seat happily. 

[officer-kate-frenn]

Shall we? *offers her hand*

[officer-mccarthy]

We shall. *Takes her hand*

[officer-kate-frenn]

Alright love, chill out, only playing with ya! 

Fancy a drink?

[officer-mccarthy]

Erm, yes, right, a drink. I'd love a drink.

[itsmebrunomars-deactivated20150]

I don’t constitute “handsome” as a fluffy word, but then again, in the age of 6 packs and waxed, well, everything, I guess you’re right. Men are too manly for synonyms of beauty.

I’m not only a secret thief, officer, it’s part of my job to make people happy. Or at least temporarily happy.

If you say it that way, it’s a little wrong to be flirting with you. I can’t help it, however, I’m a flirty person. And I like you.

[officer-kate-frenn]

Who’s this Mccarthy? New lass on your arm?

[officer-mccarthy]

Kate. This is... I don't know actually, and we were just talking.

[itsmebrunomars-deactivated20150]

I wonder why men don’t get as many compliments as women do. It’s not like you were all hit with the ugly stick.

I don’t like sad people. And if I can make them happy for a little while, it’s worth my time.

There’s no way you’re 40 - and you’re very perceptive, did you know that? I’m 19, but not for much longer. You’d have been a very young father. 

[officer-mccarthy]

Maybe it because we pretend we don't like or need them. We're too hard and manly to need fluffy words. 

You'd be hard pressed to make every sad person happy. Sometimes the saddest people don't even let on that they're unhappy. 

I am, I turn 41 this year. People have been a father at younger, but still, I'm twice your age, I might even be someones dad for all you know. 

[itsmebrunomars-deactivated20150]

I’m not going to lie and say no, but I don’t hear it as often as some people think I do. Like any other girl, I love compliments.

I like making people laugh - happy people are my favourite kind. When they’re happy, I’m happy.

*stares* No way you’re that old.

[officer-mccarthy]

Everybody loves a good compliment, even guys. Although we rarely admit it. 

I think that's a good premise for life in general really. 

I'm 40, and you're what, late teens early 20s?

[itsmebrunomars-deactivated20150]

It’s always nice to hear someone say it. Thank you.

People can’t help it, I guess.

A public warning? About me? And what would it say? “Beware of the tiny readhead, she’ll steal your every secret”? *grins*

And I might be flirting with you just a little bit, is that so wrong?

[officer-mccarthy]

No problem. People must tell you all the time though right?

Something like that. I think people would be more like to laugh than take it seriously though. 

It's a little bit wrong. I bet I'm old enough to be your father. 

[itsmebrunomars-deactivated20150]

Is it the wrong word? You’re handsome, too, you know.

I’ve told you before, I’m curious. And once people opened up to me, they often just keep talking. 

If I couldn’t give people their deepest desire, I wouldn’t be very good at my job. *smiles coyly*

[officer-mccarthy]

Well, you're very beautiful too, but I think you already know that. 

Maybe people should stop opening up to you then. Perhaps I'll put out a public warning.

Are you flirting with me Miss?

[itsmebrunomars-deactivated20150]

You’re too cute to stay mad at for long, officer. 

No, I can’t. I wish it was that easy, though. I pry into people’s business to find what they most desire - and then I try to give it to them. You can stop, when you have what you need, I go further, until there’s nothing left. Sometimes, I wish I didn’t know that much about people.

[officer-mccarthy]

Cute? It's been a while since I've been called cute. 

Why don't you just stop when you have what you need then? And what if you can't give people their deepest desires?