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[chose_death]

[Javert's cold, stern expression, resplendent with authority, appears on this video announcement. To those who know him there are two aspects of his personage that are immediately out of the ordinary: the first is his lack of top hat, which he never leaves home without. The second is the bright pink-and-orange cloth adorning his shoulders. What is

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[mamore_nakatta]

[... That shirt looks kinda weird- Wait, focus on what was said, not what he's wearing!]

Uh yes, I have not been here for very long but I would like to join. I am Asbel Lhant.

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[chose_death]

[Javert eyes this unfamiliar face criticially, a deep grimace drawing his thin lips tight.]

What is your age? You are a teenager?

[Oh, Asbel will get work either way, but age will determine whether he will be dropped into apprenticeship or the full police academy. Javert is quite a bit too old to accurately estimate the teenager's legality.]

[Video]

[mamore_nakatta]

I am eighteen years old, sir.

[Video]

[chose_death]

Old enough. That will do.

[It is remarkable how curt, cold and intimidating this Inspector of Police manages to be despite the Hawaiian shirt.]

Go to the Government District police headquarters and write an application with the administrative coordinator. Explain your experience, qualifications, and the reasons why you want to join the police. Thorough is better with these matters.

[white_polaris]

Inspector Javert, I must speak with you about something important.

[chose_death]

So I shall listen, Madame. [Javert's tone, though curt and stolid, is very professional and respectful.] Does the matter require a meeting? Or will it be spoken here?

[white_polaris]

I would prefer a private meeting, Inspector.

[chose_death]

I am at headquarters until luncheon at noon. Come quick. I will use the luncheon hour if I must. Reception will know I am expecting you. Tell them you want to speak to me.

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[keyblaaaade]

[Sora shades his eyes as if he were shading from the sun. That is one bright shirt, man.]

If you're looking for someone, I definitely want in!

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[chose_death]

Indeed, I am looking for someones. I believe I made that clear.

[Javert looks closely at this boy, a pinch of a frown just beginning to emerge at the corner of his mouth.]

What position do you want?

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[keyblaaaade]

[Sora smiles proudly now.]

I can do anything! Just name it!

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[chose_death]

[Too optimistic, possibly dumb. That is Javert's initial assessment, though his indifferent, grimacing expression gives little hint to his thoughts.]

You look young, [he observes flatly.] Let us hear your age. We will see what is appropriate.

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[hates_shirts]

[Welp, working for the police sounds like something Armstrong can manage just fine. After all, this is just what he did back home: go after criminals and bring them to justice. Not the mention he was quite good at it.]

This sounds quite interesting. I have some prior experience in this line of work since I'm part of a law enforcement unit back home. But I'll be willing to take any tests that might be needed for me to join.

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[chose_death]

Tests are unnecessary, but I will need a thorough description of your experience and skills. You will go to the Government District Police Headquarters at the center square and write an application with the administrative coordinator. Any decent map will show you the way. It is not hard to find.

[A pause. Javert raises his eyes and examines this fellow on the other end of the line. He certainly looks closer in age to the good Chief Inspector, and it is a welcome refreshment compared to the teenagers that come in expecting a position of rank. He scrutinizes the mustached man carefully and thoughtfully, an authoritative and cold air to his manner.

At length, he asks abruptly,]

What was your rank? Before coming here.

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[hates_shirts]

I see. I'll go to the Police Headquarters as soon as I can.

[He watches the other man study him with his eyes, not really bothering about that. After all, he was being 'appraised' for a job, so it is only natural for him to be under such examination, for the lack of a better word.

Clearing his throat, Armstrong promptly answered to the question.]

I was a Major of the Amestrian Military and one of their main State Alchemists. [He says all that in a rather neutral way. Even though he takes great pride on his abilities and position, Armstrong never really feels like bragging about those.]

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[chose_death]

[Javert is silent for a stretch of several long seconds, weighing this man's words as if it test it for honesty. Apparently, the Inspector approves of the look of this fellow well enough, and being an old former soldier himself during the days of the Napoleonic Wars, a man of the uniform is a quick way to appeal to him.

After all, for the most part, a soldier respects authority with obedience. They are perfectly suited to most police work. Javert nods curtly.]

I don't care about your country, Major. Nationality is worthless here, you understand.

I will tell you that your application shall be received well. Explain your rank. You may qualify out of the Academy; that is best for greener fellows, not for old soldiers. But I can not make a guarantee until you finish the paperwork.

By the way-- [Chief Inspector Javert leans imperceptibly closer in to the video feed, his eyes cold and unwavering.] You mention Alchemists. I won't hear it now, but I will expect you to describe your special skills. Do not forget.

[fortunes_gun]

[Working with the police wouldn't only make her feel more at home, but it would also allow her to look for a way to return.]

[...It was an interesting shirt, though.]

Naoto Shirogane. If possible, I'd like to join your force.

[chose_death]

[There is a twitch at the corner of Javert's jaw while he scrutinizes this young woman carefully. Perhaps Naoto might find herself feeling more like a laboratory specimen than a worthy applicant of the police, as if this forbidding man (in a Hawaiian shirt??) were attempting to read her very soul... and judge her for it.]

What is your experience? Or are you green to the Service?

[fortunes_gun]

[She's being scrutinized, but she's not going to crack. She stays calm, replying. Her eyes may linger on the shirt, though.]

I have extensive training and have worked for the last two years of a private detective. There are several infamous cases I have played a part in solving.

[chose_death]

Then on your application, I will expect that you will emphasize your experience and merits.

[Perhaps this one isn't as young as she looks, if she has already worked in the field for several years' time. Javert, though calm, does not for one moment allow his gaze to stray from hers.]

Go to the Government District police headquarters to complete one. The administrative coordinators there will tell you what to do. Every person is a stranger in this city; I do not expect character references. Be thorough with your experience instead.

Do you understand?