A New Partner

<table><tbody><tr><td><div style="padding:15px;"><div><div><div style="border:8px solid #ffffff;width:125px;height:125px;margin:0px 10px 0px 0px;float:left;"><img src="http://i.imgur.com/3GtjtM3.png" style="height:125px;"></div></div><div style="text-align:justify;">His partner had helped him. He'd been invaluable. He'd found Angelo his place among the police, helped smooth out his transition. He'd made sure everyone knew that Angelo was an invaluable asset, not just an odd man out. He'd made it clear just how useful his skills and knowledge could be, and given him a chance to properly prove himself. He had proven himself in the end, but he might never have had that option if not for his partner.

But his partner had been fairly old when he'd taken Angelo under his wing, and a fall had put an end to his career. He would live, but his body was simply too achy to keep on running around.

Which meant a new partner. He'd dancing between a few in between his assignment, but now he'd gotten a proper one. A new, long term partner, assuming they got along.

He settled in at his desk in the station, waiting for his partner to arrive. His desk was not quite messy, although it was certainly disorganized at first glance. There wasn't much in the way of personal effects either. Angelo didn't really have any, so it was all work related.
</div>[/thoth] @"horus" </div></div></div></td></tr></tbody></table>​

<table><tbody><tr><td><div style="padding:15px;"><div><div><div style="border:8px solid #ffffff;width:125px;height:125px;margin:0px 10px 0px 0px;float:left;"><img src="http://i.imgur.com/Z6L7fbv.png" style="height:125px;"></div></div><div style="text-align:justify;">Angelo's eyes flicked up from the stack of paperwork as someone approached his desk. His first impression was not terribly favorable. The guy looked... well, bored. Angelo leaned back in his seat, looking up at the guy with his hands behind his head.

He was... well, pretty average. There was no real sign of what he was, or what secret powers he might be hiding. Lots of people were like that, complete mysteries. Others were more obvious about what they were. Amusingly enough, they were both blond, and both were hiding behind their hair... although Angelo was doing a much better job of it.

"You my new partner then?" He was pretty sure he was. Why else would he randomly approach his desk like that? He straightened up in his seat before standing, leaning over the desk to offer his hand for a shake. "Names Angelo Genovese." A name that would mean nothing to anyone who wasn't from New York. "Where's your uniform?" Everyone else was in uniform, and the lack of it was the only indication that he might not be the partner he was waiting for.
</div>[/thoth] @"horus" </div></div></div></td></tr></tbody></table>​

<table><tbody><tr><td><div style="padding:15px;"><div><div><div style="border:8px solid #ffffff;width:125px;height:125px;margin:0px 10px 0px 0px;float:left;"><img src="http://i.imgur.com/Z6L7fbv.png" style="height:125px;"></div></div><div style="text-align:justify;">As far as Angelo was concerned, Tybalt was simply another guy. His presence on the island meant there was probably something strange about him, but as a rule of thumb that information wasn't normally passed the way his name had been. He would have to discuss directly with Tybalt to find out what he could do, and that was just what he planned to.

"Well, I'm not going to get on your case about it." Even though his own uniform was perfectly presentable. "I am curious about where your talents lie. Everyone here seems to have some kind of special talent that works well with being a cop. Personally I've got... sort-of-invisibility and enhanced physical abilities." He didn't like calling it invisibility, because it wasn't really. "I can make people not notice me, if I want to. Good for trailing people. Perfect for trailing people, really." And as for his enhanced physicality... well, he was still grappling with that one himself. He was certainly pushing his limits, but the advancements he made seemed to go by leaps and bounds any time he found anyone dying. Any time he did the thing that he hadn't yet wrapped his head around.
</div>[/thoth] @"horus" </div></div></div></td></tr></tbody></table>​

<table><tbody><tr><td><div style="padding:15px;"><div><div><div style="border:8px solid #ffffff;width:125px;height:125px;margin:0px 10px 0px 0px;float:left;"><img src="http://i.imgur.com/Z6L7fbv.png" style="height:125px;"></div></div><div style="text-align:justify;">Angelo happened to like show and tell. He liked knowing what kind of things he was dealing with before they were in a situation where it mattered. People needed to know that he could vanish, so that if he did, they wouldn't call around looking for him and ruin the whole thing.

That said, the answer he got was not anywhere near the answer he expected. Most of them were more... mundane. His eyebrows went up, even if his smile persisted. "Like some kind of reaper?" Which was both a completely wrong and terribly ironic thing to say. "Not much use. Basically just profiling at a higher level." Maybe it was insulting to say, but it was true - it was really just profiling by another name. Whether or not profiling was right, didn't matter. Unless it was specific enough to tell him the sins someone had committed recently, it wouldn't be any real help.

After a moment he decided it probably had been a bit rude. "Sorry. Just wasn't what I was expecting, what with the.. judgement and all." He made a vague hand gesture, and hoped they'd be able to move on. "You been with the force for a while then?" He was probably his senior, now that he thought about it.
</div>[/thoth] @"Horus" </div></div></div></td></tr></tbody></table>​

<table><tbody><tr><td><div style="padding:15px;"><div><div><div style="border:8px solid #ffffff;width:125px;height:125px;margin:0px 10px 0px 0px;float:left;"><img src="http://i.imgur.com/3GtjtM3.png" style="height:125px;"></div></div><div style="text-align:justify;">It was pretty clear that the guy wasn't going to just say what he was, but Angelo could hardly heckle him for it. A lot of people didn't know what they were. Hell, he didn't know what he was. He knew he could do things, but that wasn't terribly helpful when it came to narrowing things down.

"Since I graduated, but I worked at one of the outer stations." Not the nice big fancy headquarters in the dead center of town. "Moved over to here about six months ago." He at least wasn't allergic to giving a straight answer the way his new partner was. "It's certainly bigger here. A lot busier too. I mostly just handled stuff by the docks, which was a lot of people having nervous breakdowns when they arrived. Not a lot of crime, beyond the occasional person trying to smuggle stuff in." It wasn't like Manta Carlos had a proper border, so smuggling could come in from anywhere. That was the curse of an island.
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