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logsinthenight2020-03-16 09:48 am
legalcy) wrote in logsinthenight2020-03-16 09:48 am
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A day in the life of a lawman | March Catch-all | OPEN
characters: Minimus Ambus and OPEN
location: At the new jailhouse, during his patrol, the karaoke bar
date/time: During the whole month, not including events
content: Minimus admires his recent work, does his job, and sneaks out in the middle of the night to sing ballads and dance to ABBA
warnings: None yet
A. The New Jailhouse, March 1st
It had taken weeks. It had taken multiple people. It had taken many trips to the forest and the scrapyard to build it, but Beacon's first post-reset jailhouse has been completed. Yes, without a proper judicial court, they cannot provide sentences for crimes, not when everyone comes from a planet with different legal systems, but they at least have a location specifically for holding dangerous people or or having someone sit and think about what they're done.
Yes, near the village, near the heart of Beacon, but a distance away.
He walks through the interiors a third time - can't be too careful! - knocking on the wood frames and metal doors, then nodding solemnly at his hard work. Minimus returns outside to look over the result resulting from his and Javert's hard work.
"Wonderful, isn't it?" He says to whoever is nearby and rests his fits on his hips. "I am not one to exaggerate, but I am pleased with our efforts."
B. Patrolling, throughout month
Once a week, Minimus takes his regular route through Beacon, reorganizing stores, telling people not to run in the dark, and keeping an optic out for any additional opals. So far, nothing dangerous has been seen, but this is not a lenient robot. Every tme he passes by a person, he gives them a look as if piercing their thoughts to determine if they are...up to something.
C. The Shopping Mall, Any time except during the event
This is his dirty little secret. Thankfully, as he lives alone in his room in the Landmark Hotel, it is easy to sneak out and make his way to the dark corridors of the shopping mall. This isn't one of his regular routes, though he does straighten up any messes he encounters on the way to the Kickaxe Brewing Company.
As if there were monsters hiding behind each corner, Minimus checks for signs of activity in either direction before he enters the par, quietly stepping through the bar section and slowly opening the door to the back karaoke room. After a long day of cleaning, organizing, and wishing the spirits would stop causing trouble, he has this to which to look forward.
He warms up by humming to a few love songs, singing by the end of the session, then performing in front of his invisible audience. Some dancing doesn't hurt at all.
Unfortunately, this room is not as soundproof as he hoped it would be. Anyone walking through the shopping mall might hear faint beats coming from the bar, and as they get closer, yes, it's music. Someone's playing ABBA in there.
location: At the new jailhouse, during his patrol, the karaoke bar
date/time: During the whole month, not including events
content: Minimus admires his recent work, does his job, and sneaks out in the middle of the night to sing ballads and dance to ABBA
warnings: None yet
A. The New Jailhouse, March 1st
It had taken weeks. It had taken multiple people. It had taken many trips to the forest and the scrapyard to build it, but Beacon's first post-reset jailhouse has been completed. Yes, without a proper judicial court, they cannot provide sentences for crimes, not when everyone comes from a planet with different legal systems, but they at least have a location specifically for holding dangerous people or or having someone sit and think about what they're done.
Yes, near the village, near the heart of Beacon, but a distance away.
He walks through the interiors a third time - can't be too careful! - knocking on the wood frames and metal doors, then nodding solemnly at his hard work. Minimus returns outside to look over the result resulting from his and Javert's hard work.
"Wonderful, isn't it?" He says to whoever is nearby and rests his fits on his hips. "I am not one to exaggerate, but I am pleased with our efforts."
B. Patrolling, throughout month
Once a week, Minimus takes his regular route through Beacon, reorganizing stores, telling people not to run in the dark, and keeping an optic out for any additional opals. So far, nothing dangerous has been seen, but this is not a lenient robot. Every tme he passes by a person, he gives them a look as if piercing their thoughts to determine if they are...up to something.
C. The Shopping Mall, Any time except during the event
This is his dirty little secret. Thankfully, as he lives alone in his room in the Landmark Hotel, it is easy to sneak out and make his way to the dark corridors of the shopping mall. This isn't one of his regular routes, though he does straighten up any messes he encounters on the way to the Kickaxe Brewing Company.
As if there were monsters hiding behind each corner, Minimus checks for signs of activity in either direction before he enters the par, quietly stepping through the bar section and slowly opening the door to the back karaoke room. After a long day of cleaning, organizing, and wishing the spirits would stop causing trouble, he has this to which to look forward.
He warms up by humming to a few love songs, singing by the end of the session, then performing in front of his invisible audience. Some dancing doesn't hurt at all.
Unfortunately, this room is not as soundproof as he hoped it would be. Anyone walking through the shopping mall might hear faint beats coming from the bar, and as they get closer, yes, it's music. Someone's playing ABBA in there.
C.
Curious, she enters, bracing for a fight. You never know if it's a malevolent spirit having a party in there after all.
But no, it's just... that giant robot guy. She blinks in surprise. ]
Uh, am I interrupting something?
no subject
Instead, he yells as if ambushed, tossing the mike when he suddenly realizes someone else is in the room, fumbles to grab it, and flinches when it hits the carpet and the speakers emit a painful brief static. He them smacks the power button and puts on a serious face.
Clears his throat.]
It's good to see someone patrolling this area. I commend you on your initiative.
[Nothing to see here.]
no subject
[ lolnope, she was scavenging. But he doesn't need to know that. ]
Now, you, on the other hand, seem to be slacking a bit.
no subject
[He checked before he sang, just in case turning on the machine would cause it to explode.]
I should be continuing with my patrol. Good night.
[BYE PLEASE DON'T FOLLOW HIM.]