Salem Police Department

Ashes Of Faith · Lukois' Lucifer

Salem Police Department

Ashes Of Faith · Lukois' Lucifer

Ash had something that he considered to be a somewhat usual schedule. He would wake up just before dawn and crawl out of a bed piled with bodies. Shoes were polished, suit was pressed, and off he went for his morning run. Then shower, shave, and dress. The whole thing a very meticulous thing. Even on days off the routine didn't change much, at this point in life it was just a part of him. Usually he and Cypress would go into work together since their days often led them in and out of one anothers offices with paperwork or just for kicks. Salem was a small town with a reletively low rate of crime compared to the rest of the country, but his department handled the entire county which reached out to surrounding areas like Lexington and Peabody. Sometimes that meant one of his men would be out all day at a rural farm 'investigating' an alien landing. You never could tell anymore what cases would come their way. It was a regular X-Files sort of situation. When evening had come and his paperwork was caught up he sighed and decided to finally stop by the Chiefs office for that little 'chat' the man had wanted to have. They called them 'chats' because the truth was that the Chief needed him, but his status as a Marshall put him technically out of reach for discipline like a normal officer, so they had an odd ring around they did when one of them wanted something the other wasn't prepared to give. Thus, the 'chats'. At the moment Ash was perched on the corner of the Cheifs desk, lightning kissed eyes calmly watching the man as he explained about the new recruit.

"I've told you before I don't need anyone else. We're doing just fine now that we have Carlson." Hands toyed with a small desk ornament, trying and succeeding in looking completely uninterested in the topic, something he knew always irritated the man across the room. It was working too, for a black man he was already looking red around the collar.

"This is not a suggestion Redfern. Detective Carlson is green, and your departments jurisdiction will be expanding come the new year. I need more power there to show the commisioner that we are cracking down on preternatural crime. With Salems new rise in tourism and that mess on the beach," here the man shook his head and let out a sigh to show he was disappointed. Playing good cop, bad cop all by himself, "well let's just say the citizens haven't forgotten it."

Here it comes, Ash thought to himself. This is the part where he really lets me have it.

"You can't play hero anymore. This has gotten too serious do you understand me!" The mans big mitt slammed down onto the desk top and Ash just looked at it, bored, as though it were a paperweight. "You will train Detective....." The Cheif flustered a moment, forgetting the womans name and then miraculously finding it in the back of his mind. "....Chapman, and start using her to alleviate some of the others. Not everyone can go twenty four hours a day."

It was true that Ash had a tendency to drive his group harder than the others, to push them sometimes beyond what their capacity should have been. Blame it on the fact that he was a shapeshifter and had that otherworldly endurance to keep him going while the others only had coffee. The desk ornament was set down softly on the table as he let his face wear a mask of thoughtfulness, as though he was seriously thinking over what the Cheif was asking of him.

"We've been needing new firearms, and silver hollow points for my men for awhile. If you could get that approved then I wouldn't mind putting another man in danger as much."

And there was the clencher. It had been what he'd wanted all along. The mans brows drew together and he looked angry for the first time, but before he could bellow anything a knock came at the door and they both turned to see Detective Chapman standing there looking eager for her first day. Ash looked at the cheif, generous mouth turning just slightly into a smile that said he knew the hands had been dealt in his favor.

"You've got what you want Redfern. I'll have Eve put the paperwork on the Comissioners desk tomorrow." Turning to the door again he shouted. "Come In!"

Llidya Chapman · Senior Member

Llidya stepped in, shutting the door behind her quietly, but without turning her back on the two men. She offered her right hand to the Chief, the pale, faded pink two inch scar on the back of her hand very obvious in the lighting. She knew he'd probably be able to feel the counterpart on her palm with the shake as she introduced herself.

"Llidya Chapman." She told him, retracting her hand. He sized her up as she stepped back, not offering his own name in return. She merely nodded to Ash. "Marshall Redfern." She greeted, then returned her icy blues to the Chief as she waited to be assessed. She'd been under this kind of scrutiny plenty of times before. By much scarier men. But it was part of the process.

"Chapman." He finally responded. "I'm transferring you to the Salem Preternatural Investigation Team."

"What?" No hello, how are you settling in. Just, we're yanking you and putting you on the 'Freak Squad.' It was what others had called it in New York, and Llidya had broken a few noses because of it. She defended it, and supported it, she just didn't want to be on it. "Sir, if you'll look over my file you'll see I've declined the offer a couple of times-"

"I've looked at your file. Trust me, I've looked at your file. Hadn't had reading like this since I read a Dirk Pitt novel. It's not a request, it's an order. Ash Redfern, whom you've apparently met already is now your boss. Now, what'd you do to your arm?" Llidya was gritting her teeth slightly as he spoke, and then he threw in that last bit. She glanced down at her right arm, thinking he meant the event in New York, and then remembered her left, and she looked back up.

"Nothing. Cut it on glass." The lie fell so smoothly from her lips, she was inclined to believe it herself. She didn't even look in Redfern's direction.

"Uh-huh. Anyway, you're to report to Ash. He'll settle you down. Dismissed." And just like that, she was part of SPIT. She stepped back, pulling open the door so Redfern could step out before her. She gave one final glance to the Chief before exiting the office herself.

Llidya Chapman · Senior Member

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