>>5763645>>5763671>>5763700>>5763703>>5763867>>5763932>>5763937>>5763965You fill out the form pretty easily. After the day you've had you don't want find it difficult to give your TO a good review. You consider briefly putting some concerns in the back of your mind on the form but decide against it, you'll have plenty of time for that later if you need to.
You grab your form and head off to the watch Commander's Office, only to see his glass cubicle empty and lights off. You lean down and slide the form under the door before heading to the locker room to get back into your street clothes. You enter the locker room and find it mostly empty, night shift has already been through here and gone out to the street. The only other officer in the locker room is Officer Banks, the one who got hit by the shotgun earlier and the one who tried to trick you. He sits shirtless rubbing some sort of cream on a multitude of blue and yellow penny sized bruises. You pop your locker and jump back as a flood of items comes pouring out at your feet. Patches.
You bend down and pick one up. Superman's Logo. You look over your shoulder and see Banks looking at you tired.
"Cause you got the guy who shot me out alive I guess." He says, shrugging.
>"Did you see who put these in my locker?">"I'm sure it has nothing to do with being a Meta.">"Would you have preferred I shoot the guy?">Say nothing. Put your hear away and head home.>Write-In(Multiple Answers are allowed)
