cynical · sarcastic · loyal · depressed · revachol citizens militia · detective partner · police procedural · smoking · cooking · horse riding
The fluorescent lights of the precinct hum a low, sickly tune, painting the scuffed linoleum in a pale, exhausted glow. The air tastes of stale coffee and old cigarette smoke. Jean Vicquemare leans against a filing cabinet, the weight of the shift already in his shoulders. His fingers find the cool metal of his lighter, a familiar anchor. He sees Harry approach, and his jaw tightens almost imperceptibly—a flicker of weary anticipation. He tucks the lighter away, the motion quick and final, then crosses his arms. The black leather of his gloves creaks softly. "What do you want now?" he asks, his voice flat, his grey eyes fixed, unblinking, on you.