#I've seen her do French and Swedish so far
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This ESPN interviewer makes me very happy because so far in all the interviews Iâve seen her do she takes the time to say her final thank you to the player in their native language. The surprised little smile she gets from them is so Good.
#trill watches hockey#I've seen her do French and Swedish so far#Like the fucking xenophobic norms around the league of guys who can't even bother to learn how to pronounce a guy's name even halfway right#Her actively showing that respect to put in just a little effort is like#A+ leagues ahead the rest#Emily Kaplan#Finally caught her name nice
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Solaxl Week- Day 1
Kinda nuts that GG is a big enough series now to have shipping weeks. I did not expect this one to be the first I'd ever seen but I'm happy! Bringing people together through the power of a couple fire-wielding idiots. Let's get to it!
I fudged this one a tiny bit seeing as how it's a past relationship, it ended up fitting the narrative better, but I promise the rest of these will be more explicitly romantic. I specifically picked the option here that felt a little more tricky for the sake of trying to be creative. And I've always got a soft spot for AU's!
Criminal/Law AU, Firsts, Sparring
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Called in early. That was always a good startâŚ
Frederick had been at this long enough that he knew exactly how long he could get away with dawdling before someone raised a fuss. Scraping himself out of bed as soon as he got the call meant he could cram in a good-enough shower, just enough to not show up looking like greasy, dandruff-ridden death. Food was a toss-up- after hosing down and stuffing himself into work clothes, a couple of spare minutes only offered enough to stuff a mini-muffin and a slice of cheese in his mouth before grabbing his keys and getting busy with the commute.
While one hand held the wheel, the other tried to wipe the residual tiredness from his eyes and the muffin crumbs from his button-down. His poor excuse for a breakfast had left him longing for a coffee. One of the few things heâd been willing to splurge on when he got the job was a higher-end coffeemaker, the kind with a dozen shiny dials made by a company that sounded French and Swedish at the same time. Unfortunately, the quality shit took time to make. Which meant that when he was in a rush like today, trying to brew a pot was out of the question, leaving his body crying out for caffeine.
Still, drive-thru coffee was always an option. Cheaper, crappier, but an option. He turned the thought over in his mind between turns and on-ramps. Thinking just made his head hurt more. His doctor had mentioned that as being a sign that he needed to cut down on the coffee, but heâd never been the best patient. And with how today was starting out, he didnât need a headache on top of a headache. Yeah. Shitty coffee was still coffee.
âŚThe exit he typically took was closed. Guess that answered the question for him, but he wasnât happy about it. Had he forgotten about some prescheduled road work? Usually, he tried to keep a better eye on that kinda stuff. Now he was uncaffeinated and had to take a detour. Great. Whatever this was, he hoped it was goddamn important.
Only a few cars were parked in the stationâs lot by the time he arrived. Frederick wasnât sure if he was pissed off about having nobody to share his suffering with, or glad he got a good spot close to the door. He mentally crossed his fingers in hope that there would be a pot of coffee that he could swipe a cup of. Cops had to use that overinflated budget for something, right?
âAh, Mr. Bulsara, good to see you!â
Frederick almost mustered a smile. If he made a list of all the people that worked here (and he did know them all, he spent far too much time in this concrete hellscape) and ranked them from most to least pleasant, sheâd be at the top of the list by a country mile. Dizzy sat in her usual spot behind the counter, flanked on either side by the kitschy decorations that covered every free inch of her desk. The potted flowers and rubber duckies clashed horribly against the brutalist concrete in a way that he welcomed.
The woman was an anomaly. Far as he knew, she only worked there because her husband was a cop and she wanted to spend more time around him. Her taste in men was questionable, but aside from that, he held a soft spot for her. Dizzy was too good for this place. Heâd gotten the impression that she was one of those pacifist types who was legitimately sure any confrontation could be solved with talking it out and holding hands, so what she was doing here eluded him.
Not that heâd ever take talking to anyone else here over her. âDunno how you can be so perky at this crazy hour.â
Dizzy just shrugged. âIâm up to fill the bird feeders anyway, might as well come in and get started early, too!â
He feigned a gag. âUgh, too chipper to handle without any caffeine. Do they got a pot going in the breakroom?â
âI can check, if youâd like. Iâll bring you some.â
âWhat, donât trust me in there?â
Though heâd meant it lightheartedly, he saw how she winced. âWell, um, it sounded like Leo really wanted to talk to you as soon as you arrived. He told me to send you back immediately. I donât suppose you couldâŚ?â
Any meager bit of sunlight immediately soured. Frederick scowled down the hall. âThey drag me outta bed, donât tell me what for, and I donât even get a second to breathe? Sonuva-â
âI- Iâll have someone bring you your coffee,â Dizzy called after him as he stormed off. Any ill will he had toward her right now was just an extension of everything else. If he was feeling generous, heâd send flowers later, but he didnât feel particularly kind right now.
A couple of officers already in the building looked up in shock at the sound of him storming past. Frederick wondered how anyone was still surprised by it anymore. Maybe heâd just been stuck with some newbies on their first early shifts. Maybe one of them had been here long enough to know where the coffee was.
No, there was no time for coffee. Of course not. Good things were kept on a tight schedule, while annoyances came as they liked. He knew exactly what halls to head down and what turns to take. The directions to holding were something Frederick knew like the back of his hand. The same went for the bulky figure that was standing outside of it, peering through the interrogation roomâs small one-way glass with a severe frown.
âWhitefang.â
Taking note of his voice and footsteps, the uniformed officer turned to face the newcomer. âAh, Bulsara. Prudent enough, I suppose, though it seems you declined to iron your suit-â
âI can always turn around and go home, Officer Brick-for-Brains. Just show me who Iâm stuck defending.â
Leo blinked silently, taken off-guard by the sudden aggression. His bravado softened. âAlright, alrightâŚsuppose Iâd rather not devote much more time to this, either.â
âMustâve been bad if the judge already issued me.â
âErm, yes, about thatâŚâ The cop scratched at his neck and averted his eyes. âOur criminal specifically asked for you.â
Frederick wondered if heâd heard correctly. âAsked? By name?â
âYes. Numerous times.â
He wrinkled his nose with displeasure. âWell tell him âtoo fuckinâ bad,â yâdonât get to pick public defenders. Iâll take it if I get assigned, but- â
âFrederick, please.â Leo cut him off with a sigh. âHeâs been raising a fuss for hours now. The only way we could get him to stop was by telling him you were coming. We had to do something.â
He snorted in disbelief. âGreat, so Iâm your scapegoat. Whyâm I supposed to want to agree with this?â
âYou donât have a choice. Youâre a PD, you canât decline a case.â
âThis isnât my case.â
âNot yet.â Leo raised a finger, suddenly looking awfully smug. âBut if on the off chance it becomes your case, and you refused to be involved with your client, thatâd cause some legal issues, wouldnât it?â
He wasnât sure if that was true or not. He hadnât run into a situation like this before. Then again, he wasnât sure if he should expect a cop to know the law, either. The fact of the matter here was that Leo wasnât going to take no for an answer.
âFuckâs sake, youâre the reason I still smoke.â Frederick elbowed past the other man with no attempt at care. âFine, Iâll talk to him. What am I working with, here?â
âCriminal arson. No confirmed deaths, but they havenât sifted through all the rubble to be sure yet.â
âAaaaand youâre sticking me with the heavy shit, too. Sonuvabitch, couldnât just be something petty, could it?â
âFrederick- â
He ignored whatever Leo was trying to say. No point in wasting any more time than they already had. The door was unlocked, so he let himself in without hesitation.
And immediately regretted it.
â...Of course itâs you.â
Significantly sootier than usual, pants torn and cuffs singed, but he recognized that smirk anywhere. Axl looked awfully comfortable in those crappy metal chairs. Heâd already put his feet up on the table like he owned the place. No wonder Leo had been more irritable than usual.
âFinally! Got stuck slinginâ shit at the blue meanies so long, I thought youâd never get here! Damn, grew your hair out since last time, howâve you been, chief?â
Frederick ignored his enthusiasm, merely shutting the door behind him. The room was kept chill, likely to keep criminals from getting too comfortable, but he was thankful for how it cooled the sweat on his forehead and palms. This just kept getting worse. Had he done something lately to warrant all this bad karma biting him in the ass?
âThis isnât a nostalgic reunion.â He tried to keep his focus on the job, not the person attached to it. Frederick placed his case on the table and tried to ease into something more familiar.
âMan, donât look all that different, though! Still same olâ chief.â Axl grinned, only to sour slightly when he went ignored. âJeez, ya grew up and got stuffy.â
âAnd��you became a criminal.â
âPfft. So they already got ya started on that. I didnât do nothinâ.â
âSo your clothing is singed becauseâŚ?â
âLook, I wasnât trying to do anything. Just hanging out, havinâ a drink, next thing I know everyoneâs yelling, bloody pigs saying somethinâ about âcriminal arsonâ and âshuttinâ down the I-44.â It wasnât that bad.â
âChrist alive, that was you?â Part of the job was not taking things personally, but it seemed like Axl was taking that as a challenge right now. âWas a pain in the ass taking a detour around it.â
The man merely shrugged, not fazed in the slightest at his current circumstances. âDid anybody die?â He watched Frederick intently, as though waiting for some specific reaction. When he didnât get it, he broke out into a catlike grin. âRight. âCause I was real careful, just like always.â
âSo youâre admitting you were responsible for it?â
âLook, âm just sayinâ if someone did knock it down on purpose, it was a tax repo office. No real loss. Prolly had it coming.â
Frederick realized that he had been standing the entire time. While he wasnât happy with the idea of getting closer to Axlâs smug mug, he was getting awfully tired of standing. The chairâs metal legs shrieked against the ground as he pulled it out to sit.
As soon as he did, Axl took his feet off of the table and leaned in close. âCâmon, chief, ainât that sorta thing what we always talked about when we were kids? âFuck the establishment, fuck the system?â Câmooon, you canât tell me youâre all chummy with the pigs now, are ya? The hell happened to ya?â
âMy own opinions on it ainât the issue here. You canât blow up a building and have everyone just be fine with it.â
âI didnât blow up a building.â
Frederick pinched the bridge of his nose. âOkay, burned down a building. Either way. Fuck, are you gonna listen to a thing I say? My job is supposed to be trying to keep your ass out of jail."
ââSupposed to?ââ
âI canât take your case now, anyway.â He tossed his hands in the air. âEven if you didnât take law, you gotta know what âconflict of interestâ is, right?â
âYâmean because weâre exes? What, they donât like that much in your line aâ work?â
âIt was not a relationship.â Despite himself, Frederick could feel his cheeks warming.
âWe had sex!â
âThree times, and two of them were only because I felt bad for you. Goddamn itâŚâ He leaned against the tabletop, head low and buried in his hands. âWhat are you doing, man?â
Axlâs sense of bravado softened. âChief, I- I just wanted to see you again.â
âYou could have done that without becoming an arsonist!â
âWh- hey, donât go thinking I did anything for your attention!â Frederick had to recoil as Axl leaned across the table to jab a finger at him. âNot much a point in it anyway, seeinâ what youâve turned into! Sonuvabitch, you gave up on everything we used to talk about! You went soft!â
The other man slapped his hands on the table, glaring back. âIâm not gonna take judgement from someone like- !â
The door to the room slammed open. âFrederick, thatâs enough.â
The two went quiet, looking at the officer in the doorframe. âAh, yeesh, now the pigâs come to bail ya out. 'Course.â Axl sneered.
Frederick said nothing, merely taking his briefcase and departing.
âIt was a relationship!â Axl shouted after him. âYouâre only lyinâ to yourself!â
Leo rapped his knuckles against the door. âQuiet down, Low. Youâll get another public defender, but itâll be a few hours.â
âGood! Bet theyâre better than you, chief! Iâm not over this, you hear me?! YOUâRE NOT TOO GOOD FOR ME JUST BECAUSE YOU WORK WITH THESE BASTARDS NOW, YOU SONUVA- !â
âAre you alright?â Leo asked once the door had closed, blocking any more ranting beyond a protective barrier.
âFine.â Frederick replied in a clipped grunt. Though his hands were in his pockets, his shoulders were nearly brushing his ears. He turned away and skulked off. âGonna get some damn coffeeâŚâ
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omg i know how u feel i don't think i'll be graduating in 4 bc i have to do co-op terms so it delays my grad by a year or smth?? we'll see how things go
wow that's so cool!! the dedication is immaculate i would always give up after a month or so. do you know any other languages aside from eng and korean?
ooo i'm kinda the opposite like nothing really interests me outside of courses in my major or other science courses. i've gotta do some arts credits and scrolling thru them is like... okay this sounds interesting then i read the syllabus and its like readings and essays and discussion groups then im like NOPE LOL BYE
that's so funny cause i saw someone sleeping in a corner of the stairs. ppl will sleep anywhere and i don't blame them. could you imagine falling asleep near the river ugh bless
omg yes like with chem i always end up working backwards from the answer (wink wonk) to see what i did wrong and usually it's a lot đ
it wasn't too bad! it was kinda cold but not windy so i was okay. i still brought a jacket with me cause it was windy af during the day and i thought it'd be the same at night but nope there goes my money for coat check đ
ohh!! that sounds fun, did you manage to find anything? red hair is so nice. everyone i've seen so far with red hair pulls it off so well and i'm lowkey convinced it's a colour that works on everyone....
thank you!! i did have lots of fun : D i might've died on the bus ride back... but we don't talk abt it..........
-mightychondria
yeahhh i have to get a masters degree for the profession im aiming for so... if everything goes to plan that's six years of university and i do NOT want it to be more đđ hopefully your graduation doesn't get delayed too much ??
:LKFJDKFSJD:LFKJ oh boy languages and me... lowkey obsessed w learning them SO one set of my grandparents were german and didnt speak english so i know very basic german (my dad didnt think it was important to teach me. crying screaming throwing up.) and i got to be pretty okay at finnish at one point but i've forgotten ALL of it lol and i took 2 years of latin in highschool which was very fun but again i forgot most of it KLFJSFDLJK AND FINALLY i took a couple years of american sign language in middle school but i literally remember the alphabet and basic kindness' :'] ive also attempted swedish, norwegian, spanish, and french with ... immediate failure ! hehe
i get what you mean đfor me its not that i dislike my stem courses but i actually love reading and writing essays and stuff and i just wish i could do more of that đ but the majority of my stem friends definitely would agree w you LOL
ugh for real it would be so nice to sleep outside in the sun i feel like ... living out that cat/dog life ... but id be too scared of being kidnapped LKJJFSKFJKS
that is definitely the way to do chem đ just gotta learn from your mistakes until there are none ! i had an exam last friday and ... i should be getting that grade tonight or tomorrow so im very anxiously waiting to see how i did ...
nooooo not the coat check money... i cannot even imagine how much clubs make in the winter just from coat check like đ some nights at one of my local clubs its literally more expensive to check your coat than to get in đ
sadly i still havent figured out who/what to be... i think im gonna wait to dye my hair though so that it lasts longer ... so i really dk LOL im lazy tbh so i normally go for something i can just wear my normal clothes for... and since i just finished breaking bad im thinking maybe jane ??? i dress like her irl (though less 2008) and id just need a wig LKJFS:LDJKF BUT IDK !!! do you have any costumes in mind? or any plans?
hehe im glad you had fun but ... đ ... how ominous ... hehe i hope your week starts off nicely !! :]
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