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The Precinct had been hopping of late with people needing to be sent to the Brig. Dean hated how short handed they were between people getting re-podded and the mission taking a good chunk of the crew. Left the rest of them with a skeleton group and a lot of newcomers thanks to the recent podpop. He was still struggling with going over notes and reports from previous attacks. Trying to put together as much information as he could and catalog it all. If he got it right, it'll be a great help for any future incidents and at least give other Security a starting off point of where to go.

Plus it gave him a chance to bury his troubled emotions into something, but he was clearly running himself ragged of late. He hadn't been at the house much, mostly sleeping fitfully at his desk the few times he slept. Plus meals been mostly of liquid content though he was avoiding the tavern for the most part for personal reasons.

He just hoped some of the new members could lend a hand or two.

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He slowly lifted his weary head, and then brightened at what the Chancellor held.

"Hell yeah, I think I need to confiscate these for evidence right away," he grinned. He loves pie, but Dean certainly wasn't going to turn his nose away from good free food.

[ternaui.livejournal.com]

The Chancellor gives a fangy smile. "There is both plain and strawberry." A pause. "Would it be possible to bring some to those being detained?"

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Dean considered that, "Well they're in time out. But maybe the ones on good behavior." He been in prison enough to know how people tended to act and react.

He made a brief pained face at the strawberry reference before it smoothed again. "Guess plain as in vanilla?"

[ternaui.livejournal.com]

"If someone gave me some vanilla, I'd be willing to try it, but it's plain ice cream with sugar, like they used to make in Damascus. That and fruit flavors are the only kind I've ever made."

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"Might be something like it in hydroponics. Uh, that's ok, Chancellor. You can give some to some of the prisoners. They're over in the cells. Not like you're hiding keys or switchblades in there, right?"

He's kidding. Mostly. But the strawberry comment earlier is digging at emotions he's trying to keep a lid on. Doesn't matter, he's got something else to focus on. Everything's peachy.

He started to flip through some of the papers on the desk again.

[ternaui.livejournal.com]

A chuckle. "No. I wouldn't orchestrate a prison break with anything less than stunners or neural disruptors, depending on the planet. As it is, i know no one in there."

He leaves Dean a dish of perfectly good plain ice cream and makes his way over to the cells.