Locker Room and Gym

[Z. Russo]

Identical locker rooms with showers connected by a gym in the basement of the headquarters

 

 

[J. Patterson]

* three phone calls and two sit in meetings later i decide to hit the speedbag we have hanging in the gym as i get into a rhythm  all the recent shit thats happened dances through my mind couple it with  going over a few referrels from the other shift about some dog handlers that are looking to switch to my shift im also waiting from a call back on a few schools  so i can get  another visit with ajax lined up*

Edited February 25, 2020 by Vanguard

[J. Wagner]

*With the start of another shift, and my new assignment to SWAT, I rearrange my locker to better suit my needs for the day. While all my SWAT gear will be in the SWAT area, I'll still need a uniform or two available in my locker, so I straighten up. As I'm tidying my locker, I hear footsteps and another deputy enter. Oh god, it must look like I'm Martha Stewart in here right now.*

[J. Patterson]

‘ hey sergeant, traffic office was locked i left my notes and such from the mva we had with the desk sergeant’ * i say as i carch the traffic super walking outta the locker room in his civies,hes probably heading home, after the breif exchange between us i strip   Off my uniform,bag it then change into a set of old PT  clothing i hap haphazzardly had thrown in my locker, which ill bag with todays uniform laundry  then hit the gym*

Edited April 24, 2020 by Vanguard

[J. Patterson]

‘ finally nomore backlogged paperwork’ * i say with a sigh as i jump in the shower real quick then grab my PT clothes and change eventually headed to a speedbag we have hanging in the gym*

[J. Wagner]

*Getting my early morning workout in before work, I toss my gear into the locker and start in on the weights. I avoided this place all Christmas and it's starting to catch up with me.*

[J. Scott]

*I enter the locker room with Caldwell (@Z. Russo) after getting yelled at by Russo. I sit on the bench in front of my locker and stare at it.

’Fucking comms? Jim Kowalski? if he’s as big as he sounds on the radio....I heard he smells like week old Munster cheese.’ I say not relishing my modified duty.

‘I’ll be sittin on my ass all day and you’ll be shoveling snow...I mean...I guess it could have been a lot worse....and waaaaaay to have my back in there with Russo Mike-ay’ I say to Mike sarcastically.

*Another officer emerges from the showers wrapped in a towel and proceeds to his locker.*

’Morning fellas’ he says.

’Hey Burns.’ I reply.

’Sooo yous fellas had a good time at the Christmas party.’ He says as he unlocks his locker and pulls out his clothing.

’Yeah. It was a real gas’ I say sarcastically.

’How much did it cost yous?’

’My asshole, pride, and a day in comms. Mike here gets to be a real horticultural specialist for a day with DPW.’

’Well that doesn’t sound too bad...’ he starts as he dresses.

’What about Patterson?’ he asks.

’What about Paterson?’ I reply confused.

’What kind of punishment did Patterson get?’ He asks.

’I didn’t know Patterson was in trouble...’ I reply looking at Mike with a surprise look on my face.

’He’s been running around here all damn morning like a headless chicken...then I hears he’s in trouble for tripping a security guard over at the hotel trying  to protect your sorry asses.’ He says to me.

’Wait...what?’ I’m shocked. Patterson’s in trouble because of us? Now, for the first time, I start to feel a little remorse.

’...yeah and the papers...*he whistles*...they’re hitting him pretty good again.’ He says.

*As he finishes dressing he throws me a copy of the newspaper. I let Mike read it over my shoulder.*
 

’Mother....Fucker...’ I say reading the article. ‘God fucking damnit...this is all a load of horse shit!’ I say as I stop reading the article.

’Yeah well...whatta yous gunna do? Fuckin’ free media and all. Good luck to yous two.’ Burns says as he closes his locker, waves, and leaves.

‘Jesus Mike. I have this awful feeling in my gut right now...I don’t know what it is...and I don’t like it...maybe we should...I should...talk to Paterson?’ I ask him.

’Because you and I both know...if shit went down...I probably started it.’ I say truthfully.

‘If there’s someone that don’t need this shit it’s him. Dude bounces back from a media snafu to win Officer of the year only to find himself back on the shit list the same day’

[M. Caldwell]

'Bro, You have to deal with ERT brass telling you to answer phones and probably make a coffee run or two. They can't train you to be a dispatcher in a few hours. At least I get to hang out with some chill DPW guy. Have you seen what DPW does? How many times do you drive by one of their trucks and there just eating. I fucking swear I saw one get food delivered to his truck once.'

*One of the guys on the opposite shift, Burns steps out of the shower wrapped in a towel and talking about Patterson. Guys a bit of a shakebox but hes not a bad guy. I go to my locker to grab my jacket I return back to see Jaydon reading the paper.*

'Who the hell buys newspapers anymore?'

‘Jesus Mike. I have this awful feeling in my gut right now...I don’t know what it is...and I don’t like it...maybe we should...I should...talk to Paterson?’

’Because you and I both know...if shit went down...I probably started it.’

*I breath through my gritted teeth knowing its true.*

‘If there’s someone that don’t need this shit it’s him. Dude bounces back from a media snafu to win Officer of the year only to find himself back on the shit list the same day’

'Dude did not have a good year this year. Maybe we should'

[J. Scott]

*close my locker after getting my jacket as well*

'Fuck it. Let's go.' I say.

*Mike and I leave the Locker room*

[J. Patterson]

* after my inproptu talk with caldwell and scott before i hit the road i head to the locker room change into my department pt clothes and walk into the jim destined for a heavy bag some of the guys use* ‘ yo sarge,spot me right quick?’ One of my guys calls out a nd i fivure ill oblidge* ‘ sure paul, hows sable treating ya’ * ask as hes not new new but recentky certified *
* paul chuckles then replys stsrting his set* ‘ shes a handfulk but my kids love her, when she grts okd enough to retire or godforbid hurt we’ll gladly adopt’

* i give a small confused look shes  barely younger then ajax* ‘ dont jynx her, shes a shes practiy a yearling damn near, plenty of tine left,but ill consider it if im still here here‘ * he stops dead* ‘ the fuck you talkibg about jason,dident you win fucking cop of the year, parden the informal ness’

 

* i nod and set his weights on the rack but he resusts and resumes* ‘ yeah i did,but i had a buzz, tripped some fuck who cmtried to choke out scott when he gave chase’

Paul: id of collered his ass, thsts self defence all day,besides nobody dif anything, hell my buddy in homicide muzta saw a dozen guys walk out,even robbery’s lieutenant‘
 

me: hence why i tripped the cuck, discretion i figured was better, knowing thst bastard franklin doing me dirty on the protest’

paul: bottem feeding shit stirrer, fuck him, your modified tops, calling it now, you bust your ass to much for the department’* he bangs iff the rect of his reps then gets up.* ‘ need a spotter?’

 

* he asks and i shake my head* no, gonna dont the hell outta the heavy bag, i dont brag but i dabbled in kickboxing when i served, passed the downtime ya know’

 

.* he nods chuckleing* ‘ sounds good im gonna hit the showers then change,aables got a chrckip in an hour,ill have my radio but dispatch knows im tied up, ill text you when im back, came in to chrck in with you as i hesrd some shit bout the party, youll be fine jay,your fucking leo of the goddamn year’ * he bribugs me and walks out then i as said spproach the sabdbag drop into my stance,and best the hell outta the bsg after i seap my hands as smhe fucks his head in toooles in a towel* ‘and my girls a few hours younger then ajax, shes his sister remember‘

Edited January 6, 2021 by Vanguard

[J. Patterson]

* walking into the locker room i strip out of abd store my uniform and carrier in my locker  ditching the towel i wraped around me  when i step into a showeri take a few deep breaths before i step into  the hottest  shower ive ever taken in the stationas i scrub down my hand stops at each tattoo on my arms resting on donnys for a second  before i swear i hear his voice with some amazingly fitting and timed quote to help me calm my wandering mind i did my job today,but i failed the man who died.. ill need to to better so the next call ends in an areest rather then an a death as my mind calms all thats left is the water running in the showe* ‘ i need to do better on the next one...’
 * utterly soaked i kill the water checking my watch after i said what i said i lost track of time* 

‘ god i needed that,10 minutes though maybe ill grt a pass given the call i rolled to’ * i glance at my watch again and sigh* ‘ hmm changeing then the bag,maybe i can find more admin to do,still gotta figure out how im getting home too’ * thinking out loud as i pull my PT garb on with thst done i head inti the gym ill needa shower again afterwards as i pull some raggedy  cheap MMA gloves on then walk over to our sandbag and start a low intensity  warmup combo kickboxing routine*

Edited September 11, 2021 by Vanguard

[J. Patterson]

* after beating the bag in the gym i take a second shower,quicker this time pull my uniform back on and head yp for my interogation by the rat squad* ‘welp,here goes’