infomodder: i hate my job i hate my job i hate my job get me the hell outta here (i hate my boss i hate my coworkers)
ᴀᴘʀɪʟ's ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅ ([personal profile] infomodder) wrote 2015-08-29 10:12 pm (UTC)

[Will partakes of crappy, crappy beer the same he partakes of exquisite sweet wines, he has no concern as long as it's alcohol and it gets the job done. He tries his best to simple man when and where he can.

Will's nose wrinkles, jaw setting the longer Wells explains. He can relate, doesn't quite like how he relates, but it's a line of work he is extremely familiar with. That was how the FBI functioned in several aspects. Sometimes the police didn't like it, sometimes they didn't want anything to do with a particularly brutal, horrifying case and were glad to pass it off. And when they were, there was Will Graham on a long, unsteady leash to take the ball. Run or fumble, solve or die. How much more was that sense amplified when dealing with powers instead of simply smart murderers?
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Assistance. [He frowns, glancing from the drink back to the TV.] Were you ever on the front line?

[Or did he leave it up to heroes, even then? Orchestrating things from behind the scenes, like a man with puppets?]

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