BACK TO THE GRIND [ Police Station / OPEN]

[jamesthorn]

Normal people aren't like James. He is happier when he's at work, getting things done. He likes the focus, likes his cases. He likes his co-workers, most of the time, when Grant wasn't waving Cornettos in his face, Alex kept her feet off the desk, and June didn't traipse through the station to flirt with Levi. This afternoon, though, his first day back to duty following his kidnapping, he isn't handling it all that well. He is overwhelmed by the amount of paperwork sitting on his desk; Levi really hadn't been lying about everyone just leaving it all safe and sound for him. His desk looks like it hasn't been touched in weeks, except for people just piling things in his chair. A pile he dumped on the floor next to his feet once he'd arrived, a pile that would likely still be there a month from now.

That was hours ago. He is still attempting to just make it through his e-mail inbox and his phone messages as most of them aren't practically incomprehensible. He doesn't even know where to start with this to get back into the mindset. He places his head in his hands for a few seconds, attempting to scrub away the brain fog. He removes his hands and blinks at the computer screen.

Maybe he thought he would just pick back up where he left off, but it's obvious he's going to need a short reintroduction to all of this. Though there's a tiny voice in the back of his mind shouting at him that the job isn't the reason. He is brilliant at his job; he knows what to do. No, if he was being real with himself, he would know his brain fog is due to Moira freaking Coombs and the night he'd spent with her. He shakes that thought away quickly, or tries too, and goes back to his e-mail.

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[tarnishedbadge]

"We also use guns against guns who use them illegally," Levi pointed out. This is why he'd brought the idea to James, because he didn't want someone that would just jump at the chance to have another form of attack or defense against the witches. This was not something to rush into.

"I'm not saying all of us should have dewitching guns. One holding cell for witches who are arrested for using their magic illegally."

[jamesthorn]

"I know. But guns didn't curse the entire goddamn town," he says, shaking his head. He isn't sure that the police should be operating with magic too. Aside from the moral legalities of it, the Mayor would never fund it. That would be like acknowledging the town had a magic problem in the first place.

"Hey, the Chief may go for it though," he says in the end. "Too much has been going on lately, not to consider beefing up the security."

[tarnishedbadge]

And therein was part of the problem. Side-stepping the magic community just because they could do something terrible felt wrong. Normal people could do terrible things too and they still enforced the laws on them.

"If someone is going to curse and entire town just because we lock them up for breaking the law, we're going to have a problem with them anyway," Levi said. "And it's not a magic problem. Magic is never the problem. People are always the problem."

[jamesthorn]

"You don't have to tell me that," he mutters, thinking back to everything Moira's told him about her mother lately. He had started to wonder if this town didn't have a witch problem, but if instead it had a Violet Coombs problem. She had been responsible for almost everything that's happened in the past few weeks, and if he was right about her involvement with his mother's death, who knows how much that woman was responsible for.

Levi had a point, but James didn't know if he was ready to say magic is never the problem. "Can I ask what made you go to Aloida Coombs with this idea in the first place?"

[tarnishedbadge]

"I didn't know who she was when I first asked her about it," Levi admitted. It wasn't like he had the Coombs extended family memorized or anything like that. Maybe going forward he should look into that, just in case.

"She was selling artwork at the festival, some of it of a special nature so I asked her if it was possible. I was mostly curious if it could be done."