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Senior Detective Jack Prescott sat in the driver seat of his enchanted squad car as he patrolled the city of Spellhaven. “Another day out on patrol.” He sighed as he glanced around.
Junior Detective Nicole Hastings sat in the passenger side of the car squad car. She glanced over at Jack. “How long you being this Jack?”
Jack glanced at her with a tired grin as he chuckled dryly. “Oh around 40 years now Nicole.”
Nicole raised an eyebrow as she looked at him. “Wow forty years? So, you have seen a lot.”
Jack chuckled as he looked at her. “Sure, have seen a lot of crazy and strange things.”
Nicola nodded as she looked at him. “Such as what?”
Jack smirked a little as he looked at her. “Well there was the time I arrested a goblin for pick pocketing a wizard.”
Nicole chuckled as as she stared at him. “A goblin pick pocketing a wizard?”
Jack nodded as he chuckled. “Yeah let’s just say it wasn’t as easy it that. I caught the wizard pulling out a spell pistol and was getting ready blast the goblin.”
Nicole raised aneyebrow and chuckled. “What happened?”
Jack chuckled as he looked at her. “I pulled out drew my MRP-12 or magic repulsion gun demanded the wizard put down the spell gun and step away.”
Nicole chuckled as she looked at him. “Did the wixard drop his spell gun and what did the goblin do?”
Jack chuckled as he drove the patrol car though the city. “yes the wizard droped is weapon and stepped back. The goblin panicked and tried to escape.”
Nicole chuckled as she smiled a little. “What did you do?”
Jack smirked a little and chuckled as he glanced at her. “I fired a single blast from MRP-12 to knocking him off his feet and arrested him.”
The radio came on in the patrol car as the voice of dispatcher could be heard. “Officers needed near the Dwarven District possible conflict between dwarf and elf.”
Jack chuckled as he picked up the radio. “Looks like we got a job.” He ansered the call. “This is officer Prescott and Officer Hastings. We arent that far from the scene and will check it out. Over and out.”
Nicole raised an eyebrow as she listened to the call. “Conflict between a dwarf and elf?”
Jack sighed as he headed toward the Dwarven District and chuckled. “Yeah probabaly just a cultural dispute about whether a insult is banter or hate crime.”