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Mingle Log!

When; July 5th through July 7th!
Rating; G+
Characters; Open to ALL, 4th Wallers and Citizens!
Summary; The celebrations continue, and the Anonymous regime has summoned guests that Citizens might (not) prove very thrilled to see! As opposed to other Fourth Wall events, all visiting characters will have been invited to the City, or they must arrive here of their own will.

Mingle! Explore~!

Log;

There's so much to do and so much to see in this City of cities. From tromping through Xanadu, long walks along the shore, shopping in the Square, hunting in the forest, meeting a contact in the Underground, or getting as many answers as possible at the Welcoming Center how can anyone decide on just one. In three days time so much can be done!

Shops and restaurants are having specials. Happy hour has become happy days in some bars. This is quite the occasion! When the City decides to celebrate, it becomes contagious. Why not smile and strike up a conversation with a stranger? After all, a stranger is a friend you haven't met yet.

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I don't know, maybe.

[Just how far into the future is this guy? Freddy wonders if there's any chance he was a fucking boot while the kid was undercover. Now that's a paradox. Just from the look of him Freddy guesses this officer is in his 30s, maybe late 30s. Oh Newendyke, if you only knew.]

I heard we have a black president. A friend of mine told me. [Wait don't get too confusing too fast.] Somebody I met here I mean. Gone now.

[Wait that could be a euphemism.] As in gone back home, that happens too. Not for me though.

[Better leave it be to be cautious. Who wants to talk about a SoCal disaster? That's some shit sort of news to bring from home.]

He gets two terms.

[More spoiler? At least it is good news.]

Gone back, not gone for good.

[The stumble then distinction. He knows or at least works in an environment that deals with death. Noted.]

What is for you then around here?

[Cooper does take a look around them in case if this chatty person is for a distraction.]

I guess I know where to place my bets, McFly.

[Get it? Nevermind who is Bif sized here. Haha. Ahem anyway...at least Freddy didn't say DOA or call a code.]

What's what?

[Being off-duty doesn't mean he's not armed but his jeans are relaxed enough likely fully covering his ankle holster. Carried just like an undercover.]

Don't forget to share the wealth when you cash out.

[Cooper gets it. He nods and sort of almost smiles. If he does. Do you leave right where you left off? Seems far too convenient.]

What do you do? What are you doing?

[Either or both.]

Oh uh.

[That was straight forward. Then again he's a cop. No shit he's going to ask. Freddy would do the exact same thing.]

I uh.

[He rubs the back of his neck and averts his gaze.] I'm a peace officer...

[Because being a police officer here just doesn't feel the same as being what he was back home. Maybe that's unfair to the police force and unfair to Captain America whose faith in Freddy means a whole heck of a lot, but in front of the blue uniform it just comes out that way.]

What's your name?

[So they can correctly meet one another. Peace officer well. Any place needs cops. This place is no exception. Cooper feels a little relief even if the man in front of him doesn't look like he'd be the same kind of material. That would sure be advantageous hiding in plain sight. He moves his drink to his left hand and extends his right.]

John Cooper.

[Palm out for a solid firm shake.]

Never heard of you, Cooper.

[It's a joke and maybe a slight hint as to what he did before he came here.] Freddy--

[Right away the kid pauses. What if John knows what happened to him? What if John's not supposed to know what happened to him? There are too many paradox factors here. It's harder to forget your future than forgetting the past.]

I don't know what happened to me back home. Shit for all I know your LA's not my LA but it's better, you know.

[Awkward. Where are your words, Newendyke.]

[Firm handshake between two cops. John has stopped using that hand cream that Ceser recommended.]

Suit yourself, Freddy.

[Though he makes a lot of sense. Back to the Future really has prevented the headache of time and space with continuity issues. This is the first time ever it was put to practice.]

You're the second person to tell me something like that.

It's true.

[Freddy has been putting it to practice ever since he got here with the exception of some comic books.]

I knew a guy who policed time. I don't really know how it worked but it was like money and it was his job to deal with time crimes. It sounds like a movie, I know.

[Hands are flapping.]

Did he look like Jean Claude Van Damme?

[Poor Freddy. Timecop came out in '94. In John's humble opinion it was pretty good. Entertaining way to waste a little time with mind candy.]

I think that could be somebody's movie somewhere.

[Real enthusiastic guy. He somehow sees a glimmer of Young Dewey.]

Where'd you work before you came here?

[Hahahhaha.....HAHAHAHHA.....Raymond Leon looking like Jean Claude Van Damme hahahaha. Wow. Freddy manages not to laugh like a hyena but it is genuinely funny to him.]

No. His cruiser packed a roundhouse kick though, a Dodge Challenger.

[Aw now he's rubbing the back of his neck again. Freddy looks kind of sheepish.] Robbery and Homicide. You?

[He can't tell Hollywood Division by John's uniform and presumably there's no squad car for him to read either.]

{He didn't see any other time cop movies.]

Heh. What year?

[Because Cooper's own charger is no classic. He just likes it a lot.]

Dirty work. [It's all dirty work though.] Hollywood. It's especially a mixed bag they say. I don't feel any different then I had.

1970, the only girl he ever loved.

[Heh heh heh. Idly he thinks Raymond would hate this guy and want to suck him down at the same time. Ahem.]

I did my probation in Hollywood. [He's not going to ask who's still there no matter how much he wants to.] I was getting my detective chops for CRASH.

[Probation round 2, except Holdaway called it grooming. Never to Freddy's face though.]

Classic.

[As he thought. That seems like a movie decision. Dodge Chargers are very reliable, very attractive cars. If the time cop is real, he has good taste.]

Look at you on the up and up.

[And really turning around Cooper's perspective entirely. He was right about the retro though.]

How'd you like the change?

[Another casual shrug.]

I wasn't in it too long but I was out of uniform long enough.

[Before he ended up here. That's a shitty story to tell. He wonders what would Larry do if he saw the kid socializing with another (future) brother in blue. John Cooper being the first LAPD officer he's spoken to in years doesn't help.]

How about you? Do anything for you?

[He nods at Cooper's rank.]

[There is always more to it. Officer Freddy has this super easy going demeanor that makes it painfully easy for Cooper to assume that nothing is awry in his situation.

John is the kind of cop that makes criminals either slink back or feel the need to show they're not afraid even though they might be.]

Training boot after boot, I'm still happy with it.

[Happy in the way that he cannot dream up another way of life.]

Kids.

[He snorts and waves a hand like an old timer except Freddy knows he's playing a part.]

The job. Not the kids.

[He's quick to correct. Superboot Sherman is still developing like a photograph. Cooper has his hopes. He shifts a little and sloshes around his drink before a sip.]

What's the work load like in these parts?

[Freddy smiles at that. Spoken like a true FTO, though his was never this uh...tall...and uh...yeah. Ahem.]

It's alright, nothing like back home.

[The kid nods at the street.] 'course people around here, some of them can shoot lasers or they grow horns and say magic words. It's complicated.

[Then, Freddy adds!] The captain's Captain America.

I saw a couple of weasels working together on a unicycle. They blocked up traffic.

[That's his way of saying he sure sees what Freddy's talking about.]

Magic words on top of that? [Cooper shakes his head. Insane on the insane. How does anything keep running?] No room to be bored.

[No room to rest, like that doctor said. Waaaait. What was that you said, Freddy?]

...Really?

[Because it sounds like bullshit.]

Is the mayor the Pink Panther?

You get used to it though, then maybe you get bored. Sometimes.

[Again the kid laughs, feeling much more at ease with John Cooper by the second. Until he dares to mock Steve Rogers. Butterscotch blonde brows furrow.]

No. It's Deputy Dog, duh.

[It's a joke.]

I'll take your word for it. This sort of environment could just perpetuate its own problems. You're bored, they get bored...

[Then it is much less boring. He licks his lips before another drink. It helps him hide a smile. Wait. Take that back. He's not Dewey. There's another guy that comes to mind.]

If it's Deputy Dog then isn't this a police state?

Hey you just missed some kind of uprising so you wouldn't be wrong.

[Freddy holds up both hands but they're both still kind of flapping in his usual animated way.]

Naw. If this was a police state we'd have a budget for uniforms. Everybody's gotta look the same you know.

There was a riot? Here?

[Observant cop side steps enough to take a look. The City looks like a city, no rubble hanging out in the streets or big windows missing the glass in the frame. Not really uprising looking. Feeling restless he steps off the curb and finishes off his drink.

Does he need to gesture? Come along, Officer. He wants to walk and talk.]

Unless it is to keep everyone on their guard.

[Ahaha. He's fucking around.]

Uh huh. Well. Kind of. They had a curfew and shit but I don't think it was anything like '92.

[Freddy shakes his head. He also catches the gesture and starts walking with John Cooper.]

I kind of doubt it. They really like trouble around here, the chaotic kind. It's just enough to drive you fuckin' batty but not enough that it makes you wanna jump in front of traffic.

[The kid actually likes it here for various reasons, some he can't tell John.]

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