Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20160517220115/@comment-24416658-20160709054247

"Well, don'tcha worry there, pardner," Tanner said, "We'll get us some good grub in town. I'm sure the Chief can recommend something." Finally reaching town, Tanner was surprised to see that the Chief was already waiting for them, along with a whole barricade of SWAT vans, officers in full armor, and even one police officer with an RPG. Thankfully, upon seeing the students, the Chied put his hand up, telling all the officers to stand down.

"Thank heaven it's you two," he said, "We heard the fighting, I thought the worst, got the entire precinct out here in case we had to fight. So is it dead?" Tanner took off his hat, shaking the leaves off of it.

"Dead as dead can be, sir," he said, "Nothin' to it." The Chief sighed in relief.

"Good. That's an issue I'm glad to be rid of." He made a hand signal, and the officers behind him started to pack up. "Now, you boys must be gettin' hungry. It's about lunchtime, and my wife's cooking. What say you come on over to my house? Beacon won't let us pay you, but I can at least give you a meal." Tanner looked at Jet.

"Whaddaya say, pardner?"