BORDERLANDS - TALES FROM THE HQ - LOOSE CANNON CLAPTRAP

Many?  Does that mean the man had actually met more people like him?  He tilted his head to the side, reaching up to slide Bad Cop's shades down his nose a bit so he could look over the top of them at Danny.  "You've come across someone else like me?"  He supposed it would make sense for someone with Danny's job to find someone like that eventually.  He probably interacted with a lot more people than Good Cop did, after all.

"I'm a lieutenant with the Bricksburg PD!  I work, well...Anywhere I'm needed, really!"

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"Ahhhhh." For a moment Danny was left a tad speechless at the sudden change. "Oh, well hi then Good Cop. I’d guess you must be, I haven’t seen many other people like you." It also made the suggestion make more sense. "Where exactly do you work?"

"Oh!  It's more of a title than a name, I guess," he answered.  "It's just easier to go by Good Cop and Bad Cop because if you say Wilson you never really know which of us is going to answer," Good Cop chirped brightly.  "I'm Good Cop, by the way.  You talked to Bad Cop just a minute ago, but he prefers sticking to work instead of chatting with folks."  

At the mention of a robot, the man pursed his lips to the side in thought.  "I don't know which robot you're talking about, but I'll hazard a guess that I'm the same person they mentioned."

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Danny glanced at the name tag and saw that their last names were the same, but something else caught his attention. “Your first names Bad? So on your birth certificate it says ‘Bad Cop’? Did your -” Danny paused when he realized he was being a tad rude about it. “Sorry about that, I was a little surprised. But are you by chance the same Bad Cop that robot asked about? He said something about ‘Good Cop’ to if that helps any.”

A small laugh came with the man's next exhalation and he seemed to relax as he reached up and tapped his nameplate, showing Danny that their last names were, in fact, the same.  "Small world, isn't it?" He asked, a smile pulling across his face.  "I never thought I'd come across another person with the surname, honestly."

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"Danny … Cop? Why?" The other mans reaction was odd, and he wondered if he’d never thought of ‘cop’ as a family name before. But there was something else there, which he couldn’t tell. It was like he’d just heard the name of a ghost or something.

Though he was about to answer and return to scanning the crowd before him, the cop's eyes went wide when Danny said his name.  "Sorry, I must have...Misheard that.  What did you say your name was again?"  Surely he hadn't said Cop.  Surely there wasn't someone with his last name working the same position he had years ago.  What sort of coincidence would that be?  A mighty big one, that was for sure.

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"Alright." Danny couldn’t help but take a step back from the other man. Their was something odd and strangely familiar about the man he hadn’t noticed, but he tried to avoid that feeling.

His other half took notice from the backseat as it was, but he reminded him they didn’t need to be arrest for picking a fight with a cop. “Well buddy, if you do need any help I guess you could just ask for Danny Cop.”

"I’ll just, um, leave you be now." Danny said as he continued to edge away from the other cop, that strange feeling still bubbling in his gut.

The man glanced to the other as he approached, eyes flicking over his facial features before locking onto his gaze from behind reflective lenses.  "Just keeping an eye out for any sort of trouble," he assured with a swift nod, his movements almost military in execution.  There was no lenience in his stance nor any looseness in the way he moved.  He was an imposing figure - certainly someone who could handle security in large crowds.

But, of course, that wasn't why he chose the park to be his patrol today.  Good Cop wanted to see his old stomping grounds again and, after everything he had been through recently, Bad Cop wasn't going to deny him the opportunity.

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"Um, are you trying to find someone sir?" Danny asked the policeman who was standing off to one side of the park, hands clasped behind his back as he observed the crowds. He had aviators, which looked rather nice.

"If you need any help that’s kind of my job…"

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If you wanna actually try to beat Moxxi’s Underdome we should go for that one first.  It’s fuckin impossible and will make the rest of the DLCs seem even more fun because they’re not absolute goddamn monstrosities.  If not, we’ll have at Jakobs Cove next?  I’m pumped to get through these and onto BL2 so you can meet Shade asdffqew]

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quickly she took off the grey mask in a panic as she backed away and exclaimed "WOAH woah woah woah! You honestly wouldn't shoot me because I said fuck the police, would you?!"

The cop quickly shook his head, reaching up with a hand to pull the glasses down his nose a bit so he could look over the top of the frames.  ”No no no!  Don’t worry!  I wouldn’t do that,” he assured.  ”Bad Cop would, though."

"Hmmm...How 'bout no?"

With a swift movement, the man pulled his weapon, his jaw tightening.  A sharp exhalation forced through gritted teeth followed the man setting his sights on the greyface.  As quickly as he tensed up, he relaxed once more - though he didn't lower his weapon - and a rather bright smile pulled across his face.  "Hi!  I suggest at least moving a few steps to the side in case he decides firing this gun is a good idea.  Though legging it would be the best plan."

"You heard me."

"If you don't want to get a round to the gut, I suggest very quickly making your exit," Bad Cop hissed, eyes narrowing behind his reflective shades.

what if they wanted to fuck the police as in they wanted to fuck you? *eyebrow wiggle*

*whispers fuck the police*

“What the fuck did you just say to me?”