The early days (for det_lassiter)

[head_psychic]

He's in a good mood.

No, not only is he in a good mood, he's having a blast.

With the McCallum case solved and the certainty of being hired again warming his heart this whole con had paid off pretty well. Currently unemployed? Na-ah, sir, not anymore. Now Shawn Spencer is a psychic, no, even more, a psychic detective and moreso, a psychic detective that feels really good.

He walks into the police station, more at ease than he's been at a police station ever before, shoves his hands in his pocket and starts strolling around aimlessly, trying to peek into reports or gather some information from the boards covered in crime scene photos.

If he's going to hang out here - and he has the feeling he's gonna do that a lot in the near future - he should make himself familiar with the building.

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[det-lassiter.livejournal.com]

Carlton is not in a good mood.

Lucinda started talking about putting in for a transfer; she keeps brushing his hands to the side, getting twitchy even when no one else is around. She has a career to think about, a reputation, damnit. He can understand that, but this wouldn't be an issue if it wasn't for that hack that calls himself a psychic.

He tries to bury his nose in a file, but his attention keeps drifting back to the Chief's office. Waiting to find out where he stands.

If he ever sees him again...