[Captain America. Comics are okay. The holy book? Well, to each their very fucking own. He can only imagine the rogue's gallery at the City police HQ.]
You don't say.
[It comes out with still too much of a sarcastic tinge to it. Oops. Smartphones were not around in 1992. That's worth toning down the sarcasm.]
Nice to know there's a way to separate it all.
[Radio. Grid and shit those are words he can understand.]
no subject
[Captain America. Comics are okay. The holy book? Well, to each their very fucking own. He can only imagine the rogue's gallery at the City police HQ.]
You don't say.
[It comes out with still too much of a sarcastic tinge to it. Oops. Smartphones were not around in 1992. That's worth toning down the sarcasm.]
Nice to know there's a way to separate it all.
[Radio. Grid and shit those are words he can understand.]
Wait. You're not on duty are you?
[Right now.]