( how is that. how was that. that isn't flirting. of all the things mako never expected to encounter, it was someone that was actually worse than he is at the whole... flirting thing. next thing you know, dick will be telling him his sharp outfit can pierce battleship hulls.
mako rubs at the bridge of his nose. he knows dick sounds. hurt. but he also doesn't seem to get the seriousness of the situation. somewhere in all of this, mako has gotten back to his feet, hands clenched. he's angrier than he realized he was. yelling is a poor man's catharsis, so he doesn't quite resort to that, but he does raise his voice a little, hating that he does. )
You beat up Republic City citizens and dump them on our doorstep. It isn't up to you to be the judge of what's right and what's wrong, that's why jurisprudence exists in the first place. I know that you're catching criminals. But every person you've brought in, we've had to release because we don't have any evidence of their wrongdoing! And every time I've brought you in for assault and battery and police obstruction, you escape. Evading arrest is a crime too, you know!
( he has to draw a breath. it's. an effort. he does, he realizes, genuinely like dick. he hasn't sorted out how he feels about kissing him yet, but he knows he's a good person with his heart in the right place, even if the rest of him maybe isn't. )
I know you mean well. But you're making it harder for me to do my job. And frankly? It's incredibly naive of you to think you're making a difference. All you're doing is sabotaging the system in a way that benefits the criminals you're trying to take down.
( he can't. be here anymore. talking about this, talking like this. he's mad at dick and at himself for even coming here in the first place, he needs air and to feel the sun on his skin, he needs coffee and a fucking cigarette and about ten years of sleep. )
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mako rubs at the bridge of his nose. he knows dick sounds. hurt. but he also doesn't seem to get the seriousness of the situation. somewhere in all of this, mako has gotten back to his feet, hands clenched. he's angrier than he realized he was. yelling is a poor man's catharsis, so he doesn't quite resort to that, but he does raise his voice a little, hating that he does. )
You beat up Republic City citizens and dump them on our doorstep. It isn't up to you to be the judge of what's right and what's wrong, that's why jurisprudence exists in the first place. I know that you're catching criminals. But every person you've brought in, we've had to release because we don't have any evidence of their wrongdoing! And every time I've brought you in for assault and battery and police obstruction, you escape. Evading arrest is a crime too, you know!
( he has to draw a breath. it's. an effort. he does, he realizes, genuinely like dick. he hasn't sorted out how he feels about kissing him yet, but he knows he's a good person with his heart in the right place, even if the rest of him maybe isn't. )
I know you mean well. But you're making it harder for me to do my job. And frankly? It's incredibly naive of you to think you're making a difference. All you're doing is sabotaging the system in a way that benefits the criminals you're trying to take down.
( he can't. be here anymore. talking about this, talking like this. he's mad at dick and at himself for even coming here in the first place, he needs air and to feel the sun on his skin, he needs coffee and a fucking cigarette and about ten years of sleep. )
I should go.