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[deathisanopendoor]

[Wherever you may be—at home on your farm, out and about in town, exploring the wildlife, or perhaps even wandering through the more dangerous areas—someone has come to approach you, seemingly patrolling the area with a confident stride.]

Excuse me. I wanted to inform you that I have assumed the position of Sheriff. My name is Munakata, first name Kyousuke, and I can be contacted under that name at any time if you have issues that require police intervention. If you are capable of taking care of yourself I encourage you to apply for a position under me. We could use greater numbers to enforce order.

[Kyousuke himself is white-haired and imposing, with large snowy owl wings on his back and feathers covering the area where his right eye should be, like so. He is visibly carrying a sword, with another one tucked hidden in his coat in a compact state. He doesn't give off the impression that he's going to be a very easygoing Sheriff... but at least if you're in danger, that might be reassuring?]

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THIS IS ALSO OTA, THREADJACK AWAY IF DESIRED

[rockyxiii]

[What would the officer be without his faithful dog underling? Literally. Half-literally. Ten percent literally, whatever—the point is that there's a man following Kyousuke at a bit of a distance, dressed in uniform himself. Physically, he's even more imposing, being slightly taller, even broader, and with one hell of a resting bitch face.

But this man has a dog tail and ears, as if he's the police dog to match Kyousuke's police . . . owl . . . and also, that tail is wagging furiously, totally ruining the hardass policeman effect. So it goes.

He's open to be approached, questioningly looked at, asked about police work, or whatever. Either way, at some point, there's a lull in things, and he speeds his stride to catch up to Kyousuke himself.]

How's it going, big shot? No more delivering mail.

[deathisanopendoor]

Delivering mail wasn't all that bad.

[He smiles as he turns to the voice.]

Better than the work on the island. But this should be better than both. Between this and the farm, there shouldn't be too much downtime.

[He thoughtlessly said that like that was a good thing even though his downtime has been pretty damn sweet recently.......]

[rockyxiii]

[Yeah, no, sorry Kyousuke. At least one of them remembers downtime is a good thing. Juzo frowns, crossing his arms.]

Like hell there won't be. Don't think you're getting out of your breaks like this.

[deathisanopendoor]

Oh...

[He sounds sheepish, realizing his misstep.]

I didn't mean it like that. Just that we shouldn't be bored.

[rockyxiii]

. . . I know. Just warning you now, I'll take matters into my own hand if I have to.

[He lifts his hands, jokingly. The left one is gloved, but otherwise looks much like the other, for anyone who doesn't already know the difference.]

[deathisanopendoor]

Oh really? And how do you plan on doing that?

[It feels a little daring, jumping so quickly from a serious answer to a playful quip, but Juzo seems to understand that there was no ill will meant. The corner of his lip tugs upward, amused.]

[rockyxiii]

You want me to give away all my secrets, huh? I'm gonna surprise you instead. Aah, that's probably just encouraging you to be a workaholic if I'm gonna reward you for it, though.

[Damn, his flawless plan. At least it lightened the mood again. That tiny smile is enough to get his tail going again.]

Working under you like this, I can keep an eye on you along with this whole town.

[deathisanopendoor]

Aah... I'll be counting on you, then.

[Watch out, it crossed from playful into genuine dere!! His smile grows fuller. (Ahh, the tail is sooo cute.)]

[rockyxiii]

[Shit, he has to look away, smiling widely. His master's helplessly enamored puppy.]

Good. Because at this rate I'm gonna lose my touch for actual police work. How'm I supposed to punch criminals to death with you looking at me like that?

[alloutoflove]

[ If she can flirt with the sheriff, she can flirt with his not-so-little dog, too.

Which is to say, it's in that awkward in-between period between meals when she comes sashaying up to him, a wrapped bento-sized item in her hands. She's not trying to sneak up on him, but she does switch her approach from a straightforward one to a sidle, getting up to his side and then peeking up through her lashes at him. ]

Hey~ Officer. ♥ Do you have a moment?

[rockyxiii]

[Oh no, she's so embarrassingly cute though. He manages to keep his stony demeanor for the most part, playing along, but the corner of his mouth twitches in a way he's sure she'll notice. She knows him too well.]

Huh? There a problem, miss?

[alloutoflove]

[ Even if she didn't, she has a secret in to guessing how he feels. He's got that tail, after all...!

But for the moment Chisa just opens her eyes wiiide and innocent, deliberately fidgeting in place as she peeks up at him. Hell, why not: she rocks on her heels a little to further play up the act. ]

Weeeeell... you see, I had a li~ttle bit of a problem at my farm earlier. I was hoping you could help me.

[rockyxiii]

[Why is she like this!! He glances from side to side, not that he's ever been that worried about being professional, honestly. Whatever, man. That tail is definitely wagging up a storm, despite his coolness, which is getting harder to maintain when she's hamming it up this damn much.]

Someone prowling around your property? I'll punch his nose in for you.

[alloutoflove]

Ehhhh, really? But that's not the problem.

[ She holds up her little basket, then uses her free hand to undo the wrapping. There is the sudden waft of sweet sweet baked goods coming from that object, and from the grin on Chisa's face, that was deliberately planned. ]

The problem is that I made a little too much earlier, sooooo...

[rockyxiii]

Chisa . . .

[Groan. It's mostly the groan of I can't believe you pulled this and not the groan of deep, primal lust over freshly baked sweets, but it's definitely a little bit the latter. She'd waited until he was out so she could spring this on him, dammit!]

Honestly, I went a little overboard on breakfast. You try those cinnamon rolls at the station yet?

[That said, he's reaching out for the basket anyway.]

[alloutoflove]

Ehhhh, are you gonna pick those over what I made? And after all the work I did!

[ She pouts at that, though like her "innocent" act, it's overly acted, silly rather than serious. There's a whole wide array of cookies in that tin, though at least most of them are fairly small and thin. Nothing too rich on its own, though if he eats the whole thing that'd probably not be a good idea. ]

Anyway, you can share those with Mallory if you want. If you don't, I have more for him.

[ But you know, he COULD share them. If he wanted. ]

[rockyxiii]

[Yeah, he should probably not eat this whole thing after a breakfast of cinnamon roll and donut, but we'll see who wins out, Good Decisions or Juzo Decisions. He's at least not eating any right now, though. Self-control!]

Next time warn me if you're gonna bake for me and I won't stuff my face with cinnamon rolls first. You've only got yourself to blame. I'll find him . . . he can save me from myself. So, what'd you make for Kyousuke?

[Because she must have made him something. Ahh, the Sheriff's cute wife bringing him lunch. What the fuck has their life become?]

[ringrust]

[Guess who's going to give Maera some grief the minute they have a moment together. GUESS.]

How's the K9 Unit doing?

[THIIIIIIIIIS GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUY]

[rockyxiii]

Don't act like you're not part of it just because I'm the only one with the ears.

[Come on, Mallory, they're both Kyousuke's dogs and they know it.

He smacks Mallory on the back. It's kind of awkward, not being the sort of stupid bro thing he does often, but the truth is he just wants an excuse to touch him and this is the one his brain came up with. He regrets it basically immediately.]

. . . Quiet place. I'm not really complaining yet. Ask me again in a month, maybe I'll go crazy.

[ringrust]

Tch... [IT'S TRUE, BUT HE SHOULDN'T SAY IT...!!]

Going stir-crazy from peace and quiet's probably a ton better than going crazy from stress.

[You know, like half the damn 6th Branch. Jesus.

Anyway, he's just going to take advantage of that thinly-veiled excuse for a little comforting touch and clap his hand to Maera's shoulder... then immediately trail it down his arm and bring his prosthetic in for a closer look because he's been dying to investigate it since he got here. Talk about an upgrade!]

Hmm. [It's more of a muted 'ooh, ahh' than a sound of judgment.]

[rockyxiii]

[The new prosthetic doesn't look like a real hand, having no skin-like covering or anything like that, but it's shaped like one, with four fingers and a thumb, and it's hard to tell the difference when it's gloved. Maera lets Mallory hold his hand (kyaaaaaa!) and wiggles the fingers, such as that goes. They're nearly as mobile as his original hand in terms of how they can move, but they're much slower. It takes a while to transfer the signal.]

. . . It's not good for everything, but it's great for some stuff. I still switch out for the other one when I need it.

[ringrust]

Mm... It sure looks a hell of a lot more sophisticated than that hook.

[He has to wonder just what constitutes switching back to that one. Then again, either of them are more useful than what Mallory has (doesn't have) going on right now.

Maybe someday.

For now he slides his fingers back up to meet real flesh, because he is totally being paid to stand around touching himself on the job. Wow. But he also reeeeally missed Maera's comforting and familiar presence and he wishes he could just say that without feeling stupid about it.]

[rockyxiii]

More sophisticated isn't always what I need. It's useless for crap like taking care of Kyousuke's wings . . . I need the hook for that.

[Which is undoubtedly a very, very important thing he does with his "hands," okay.

So is this. Maera shifts just a little closer, wordlessly inviting the contact. Doing it out loud or too obviously would ruin the moment! They can be stoic assholes about this together!]

You busy after hours?

[ringrust]

[Ah. At that he grunts a pure and wordless understanding. Getting to groom Kyousuke's luxurious wings... he'd love to have a go at it himself one of these days. But if he doesn't have a hook of his own, what's the point? He can't compete with his own damn self.

ONE. DAY!!!]

...Me? Not really- what do you think I'd even be doing? [Really, Maera. If there's something he's trying to ask, why can't he just say it instead of making it sound like he's trying to casually-

oh god is he asking him out. Oh god. Don't laugh, don't laugh, don't even crack a stupid grin. But if he is, that's all kinds of hilarious. And cute. And probably weird, but Mallory's used to that part by now.]

[rockyxiii]

Hell if I know, I don't keep track of all your plans. If you don't have any, maybe you do now.

[Uh, yeah, this is definitely asking him out. He starts off brash as usual, but by the end he's trailed off into some embarrassment, as always creeps in around the edges when he's trying and failing to be smooth.]