Officer Steward

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-06-14 23:45:04, as written by Sonata

Officer Steward was seated in his vehicle, sipping on a hot, late-night coffee. The rover was quiet for once, and he had a nice tune on the radio going. His RP Violation System also known as the RPVS was pulsing out a scan that would immediately alert him if there were to be any violations of the Role Player's Creed.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-06-15 07:48:13, as a chat transcript.

His head slowly rolled off the headrest of his seat to drop like a weight and jerk his body to the right in an abrupt manner that awoke the officer from his snooze. His left arm was thrown against the armrest upon the door as his right hand then pressed down upon the seat, adjusting his posture as he straightened back into it. "Ugh," he moaned, bringing his index finger and thumb to pinch lightly at the corners of his eyes. The RPVS had been quiet, beeping at a steady tempo much like a healthy person's pulse. His brown eyes rolled over to it from beneath half-lidded lids, but all that came to mind was some coffee and breakfast. Glancing back at Gambit's Bar with a glare of distrust, he popped open the vehicle door and decided to walk across the street for a moment to the cafe to get himself a coffee and a breakfast sandwich.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-06-15 07:59:32, as a chat transcript.

With a bacon, ham, egg, and cheese bagel poking from his mouth, a coffee steaming in his left hand, and a bag holding an assortment of colorful doughnuts, Steward returned to his vehicle, setting the coffee on top of the car before he then proceeded to open it. Crouching until his bottom rested on the seat, he set the bag over on the passenger's side and then removed the bagel from his mouth, setting it on top of the bag. "Hold me closer tiny dancer..." he sang softly to himself. It was just a tune that had been playing overhead whilst he was in the store. It brought back memories when he used to dislike Elton John because the man was a homosexual. Well, that was also during the time he had once been a die-hard Christian fanatic. After

Code: Select all: seeing the light

or in his current case, waking up and smelling the coffee, he actually enjoyed the man's music. Reaching up, he grabbed his coffee and passed it into his other hand before closing the door.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-06-15 08:42:16, as a chat transcript.

The pulse of the RPVS began to raise. Officer Steward's cheeks were full of ham, egg, bread, and the other materials that made up his meal. His eyes flicked over to the scanner as he finished wiping his hands with a napkin and reached over to press a button on the machine gently that had the black face of the device light up, revealing the inside of Gambit's Bar and all those on the first floor. Setting the used napkin within his doughnut bag, he reached for his coffee and brought the hot liquid to his lips to casually sip. There appeared to be a fight as usual, but so far there were no violations present.

Code: Select all: All right, children, let's see how this continues. You don't want me to get involved so let's keep this legal and sensible

he thought. The police were now watching.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-06-15 09:20:07, as written by Sonata

Officer Steward reached a hand down to the left side of his car seat, grasping the lever and lifting it so that he could adjust it. He was surprised to have not seen any violations, but he didn't plan to put it past him yet. The senselessness of Gambit's Bar was notorious. He had the intention to wish for some sort of violation to give him something to do but that was never a good idea. He wasn't everyone's favorite individual, in fact, no one should ever want to see him present. It only meant that someone was going to get apprehended, killed in defense, or taken down town to the prison.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-06-15 09:33:07, as a chat transcript.

There it was, and it was beginning to bloom into a long stall of endless stamina. Officer Steward smirked softly. He swore he didn't wish for a violation, but they always seemed to be inevitable when ignorance played its part. Reaching for his radio, he picked up the receiver and flipped a switch to get the loud speaker humming to life. As he brought the receiver to his lips, he decided to let the two fighters know: Vincent and Ancetus, avoiding giving clear indication of who the violator was at the moment; he decided to warn them of the violation they were leaning towards: Fighters within Gambit's, you have been given a warning when it comes to ignoring situations that drain stamina and induce the weariness of one's body. No one is God, and so if your body lacks the ability to somehow revitalize lost energy, then someone should be getting tired. If failure to improve play, then I will be forced to give you a second warning, and if still persists, arrest you. Thank you.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-06-15 09:44:29, as a chat transcript.

Holding down the speaker once more, Officer Steward's brows knitted as he narrowed his eyes at the RPVS screen. Things like this always seemed to happen when fear of injury or losing a life came into context. Second warning; there has been an avoidance of injury and show of affliction. This is the second warning and last warning I will present to those involved in the conflict. If you continue to violate the laws of common sense, I will be forced to undertake all possible actions to arrest you. Please understand that affliction, if afflicted, cannot go ignored. If no said form of regeneration or recovery tactic is used, then you are violating law. Also, all intentions made without follow through or afterward conclusion are considered intentional automatically for nothing is stated of the victim's reaction or counter in regards to said intention. Thank you.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-06-15 11:11:59, as a chat transcript.

The earlier altercation had concluded before police action was required, and so the officer found himself once again bored and searching for violators of law. His coffee had grown warm, but the doughnuts were still good. He brought the cream-filled zebra pastry to his mouth, sinking his teeth into its sugar and soft dough and savoring the sweet flavor that spread along his tongue. The RPVS was beating normally--that was a good sign. Only because it meant he could finish eating.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-06-15 11:20:56, as written by Sonata

Officer Steward wiped his mouth clean on a napkin before easing back into his chair. He glanced at the time--only an hour before he was on break and could have lunch. It honestly worried him. If he took a break, then more than likely someone would commit a violation and there'd be nothing he could do. Sighing, he rested his head against the head rest. Wasn't it always like that?

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-06-17 04:56:20, as a chat transcript.

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