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[noble_nate]

Date & Time: Forwarded to 2/16, early to late evening
Location: The streets of Exsilium
Characters: Nathaniel and anyone
Summary: Sergeant Nathaniel of the City Police is doing his nightly patrol.
Warnings: None at the moment, but possible criminal activities and violence (will update as needed).

To Nathaniel, the early evening was the best time in Exsilium. He liked patrolling the streets as the light slowly dimmed, fading into night. He was so used to the rain by now that it no longer bothered him; a minor inconvenience when scouting the streets, nothing more.

The evenings were also a chance for him to get outside, to enjoy the outdoors and the quiet solitude that he had been so used to before coming to this place. There really was little crime amongst the transports, and while the festivities of the last few days had certainly been boisterous, things had quieted down now.

So he walked the streets, checking doors, scanning the streets and poking his head into darkened alleys, checking to make sure that all was well. If a crime is being committed, Nathaniel will surely see it, and take swift action.


[OOC: Want to get caught committing a crime? Big or small, Nathaniel will bust your ass--or at least give you a stern talking to. Resisting arrest, fighting, or just whining about the injustices of life are all welcome.

Or you can just hit him up for some conversation; he's learning how to be more sociable.]

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[honkalypse]

The wall was white; it had to go. And Gamzee had paint enough, to make the white disappear and all kinds of pictures wanting to spill out of him to do it with.

It had taken three trips to get all his paints together, but then he set out painting with a will using a few brushes and objects and even his own hands, getting himself as colorful as the wall. It was fireworks that he was painting, in bright bursts of colors among stick figures of people in equally bright tones. Not bad, all told, but on the other hand, it wasn't his wall and asking for permission had never occurred to him.

It probably was breaking a few laws, but he didn't care.

[noble_nate]

As Nathaniel turns the corner down a side street lined with buildings, his eyes boggle as he sees the mess of paint on both the once-clear wall and on the troll doing the decorating.

He moves closer, more bemused than angry for the time being.

"Here... what's all this?"

[honkalypse]

He hadn't expected people to come watch, but Gamzee wasn't at all ashamed or even seemingly aware that this was something he shouldn't be doing. He smiled at the stranger, clown painted face smeared with a little color here and there, with more on his clothes and arms.

"Hey, motherfucker. I'm up to getting some color in this uncolorful place!"

[noble_nate]

Colorful language to go with the colorful wall; seeing as how the troll is smiling, Nathaniel has to assume the term isn't meant to be insulting.

"And do you have permission to be painting the wall?"

[honkalypse]

Permission? Why would he need that? Maybe if the wall was alive all like a person he should probably ask--Karkat would be mad if he painted people without asking, he thought--but it was a wall. Gamzee looks puzzled at the question.

"I don't see no shouthole for the wall to be giving me permission, do you? It's being a wall and kicking no cares about color." He honks out a laugh. "Would probably be getting its thanks on if it could get chatty!"

[noble_nate]

“The wall might not care about being painted, but the owner might. Especially since it’s...” Nathaniel tries to think of a diplomatic word for the garish paint job, “colorful. It doesn’t match all of the other walls.”

As soon as he says it, he wants to kick himself. The last thing he needs is to give this person permission to paint the other three walls.

[honkalypse]

Gamzee's face lights up, but there's a little mischief. He doesn't know why this motherfucker is objecting, and he doesn't really care, but if that's why somebody might complain, he can fix that right up and get some more painting done.

"I can be up and getting that fixed, brother! Just let me lay on the paint for all these walls. We'll make them match up."