taxonomites | Voice || Waiting for the end to come, wishing I had strength to stand

Coming directly from a zombie apocalyptic world into a 'fake' world run by aliens, that just so happened to be glitched with zombies didn't settle very well in Rick's stomach. Obviously these aliens weren't keeping tabs on their captives. Either that, or it was an experiment. Whatever it was Rick had noticed that plenty of the other inhabitants had little or no experience fighting zombies, much less defending themselves. And that was perfectly normal.

What bothered him was that there seemed to be no defense or enforcement group. Not only for law, but for the protection of others. Rick wasn't about to just come in and try to direct--that wasn't who he was. His concern was for his fellow city-goers. If they were stuck here they may as well have some sort of establishment. At least, that's what he'd like to have happen.

But since he was new, and very polite, Rick would make sure that he ran this by the others in Taxon. It was a decently sized place, he knew little to no one, and there was possibly other officers he could co-op with. Which is why he took out his device, took a breath, and put his thoughts to word. "I haven't been here long, but it's in my understanding that there isn't any sort of lawful or defensive establishment in the city. I understand that we aren't exactly in control ourselves...but given the recent circumstance, I think it's something that we should consider. While we may not have complete control of our lives at the moment, we can at least try and be organized."

He paused, taking a breath and swallowing. "It may save more lives next time. So, what I'm asking is, is there anyone else out there--officers, policemen, whomever, who would consider setting up such an establishment?" Another pause. "And before I forget my manners, my name is Rick Grimes. Former sheriff's deputy."

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[ faith grew up in a shitty neighborhood where 'honest cop' was pretty much the most hilarious oxymoron ever. and then there's the fugitive convict thing to deal with. and yeah she managed to get along with a couple of the guards before wes broke her out, but that doesn't mean in her opinion anybody who works in law enforcement in general doesn't suck hard. ]

I was pretty freaking prepared, thanks. Besides, what the hell are cops gonna do against a vamp? Leave that shit to the people who're built for it.

[ people like her, she means. part of her is trying to fill the slayer role as best she can; angelus would laugh at this guy while he snapped his neck. this is protection.

...all right, and it's also vendetta. she's just being a bitch because she has a chip on shoulder about the police. ]

[ With a sigh, Rick took off his hat and ran a hand through his hair and over his face. It really made things difficult when people were like this. Not everyone thought on the same level, but when folks were just unwilling to set petty things aside for a good reason, and just be plain stubborn...well, that was the biggest waste of energy Rick could think of. ]

That's mighty fine for you, but those who are dead I'm sure would have liked the benefit. It's not for you to decide whether or not they have help if they'd like.

[ The vampire thing, well that was a whole other ballpark. ] Same as any other human I'd imagine. The people who're 'built' for it won't always be on call to save each and every one of us. There's no reason why information can't be taught.

[ 'waste of energy' describes ninety percent of faith's favorite habits and hobbies, sorry rick. ]

Whatever.

[ you have a point, cop, but god forbid she admit it right now. she will, however, sound less actively mocking and aggressive now. ] No offense or anything, but getting people like you involved usually just gets them dead.

There was a point in time when we all didn't have a label and didn't know what to do with what was presented in front of them. We all have to learn.

[ It's ok Faith, Rick is just as stubborn, and he'll never give up. ] And considering I'm stuck here the same as everyone else, it looks like I don't have a choice.

Learning only gets you so far, babe. Hate to break it to you, but knowledge and shit doesn't get you out of a broken neck.

[ faith can respect that. and bravo for finding the one way to get a semi-civil conversation out of this one. ] Fair enough. I'm just saying, bunch of dudes with badges and gun aren't gonna do much if it gets really messy in here.

No it doesn't, but it's better than nothing. We've gotta start somewhere.

[ That was much better. Rick didn't look down on anyone ever, even if they were rudely condescending. There was a reason for everything, he believed, and somewhere along the line people could be reasoned with...most of the time. He was thankful she'd died down on the fire some. ]

The badge isn't what we're going to rely on for help. It's the cooperation of everyone willing to work and stay alive together. Us 'dudes' in badges aren't anyone of significance. They don't care who we are--zombies, aliens, they'll kill us all the same. All we are--all I am now is someone willing to lend what I know to help, simple as that.

Edited 2011-03-01 17:53 (UTC)

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