Posted by Civilian Astrid Rousseau (Head of the Judicial System) in Government Tower, Judicial Offices - Heads of the Law Meet

Posted by Civilian Joseph Karlson (Head of Police Force) in Government Tower, Judicial Offices - Heads of the Law Meet
Joseph entered the main Judicial Offices in the Government Tower. It was his Second stop after arriving. After a short meeting with the Governor, he decided that a meeting with the fairly new Head of the Judicial system was in order. Besides Preston Longstreet, he was going to be working with her the most for the foreseeable future. On his way there he met with his assistant who gave him his wrist-mounted Computer Interface Panel. He attached it to his left wrist and activated it. The stream of information came almost immediately, his personal access point to the Police Database and surveillance system. As he arrived at the door of Judge Rousseau he closed the interface and it turned the same shade of blue as his suit, essentially hiding in plain sight. After a short conversation with the staff, he was let inside Rousseau’s offices. He adjusted his Windsor knot before opening the doors and taking a step inside “Judge Rousseau, I’m Joseph Karlson. I’m the new head of the police department.” The tall man smiled softly as he casually scanned the room.

HoPf Karlson

Astrid stood at a large console so tall, she had to stand on tip toe in order to touch the top and slide a file into another one down below. Her dark chocolate hair was tied back in a braided knot with blue ribbon throughout the braids. The office, like the woman, was organized and formal. Her pale blue skirted suit was impeccable and her heels looked high but she seemed as at ease as she would be barefoot.

It was a lovely office with custom simulated white wood furniture in a very french style. The florals on the fabric were far more modern and subtle, but still gave the impression of french style. Astrid looked comfortable in her surroundings, like she fit there. One entire wall was floor to ceiling windows. In front of it was her desk and chair facing the door they just entered. There were two chairs in front of the desk and a sitting area past that complete with heavy looking bookshelves on one wall and a buffet along the other. And in one corner hung her judge’s robes, a far more modern affair than the giant mumu’s that used to be used. Still it was black and would give the impression of imposing impartiality and the weight of authority.

She looked down at her PaDD, made a note and then looked back up at the Console. Searching for an entry, she mumbled “mhmm” to herself when she found it and dragged it too to the file below. “Pardon,” she said a little absent minded in her soft French accent. “I will be with you in a moment s’il vous plaît.” She knew she was taking it for granted that the person who had come to her office could wait a minute longer as she finished her task. She knew it was mildly rude, but she did not wish to lose track of her task. It was vital that she found the remaining cases and put them in the schedule for the next week. She did move as fast as she could, finding cases and sliding them down into the schedule file. From there Sofi would put them on her docket.

Finally the dark haired woman turned and smiled warmly to her guest. She had been notified of the new police chief having been appointed. She straightened her suit jacket that was closed by a dark blue belt and a bird in flight clip and pale cream blouse with birds on it in vibrant blue. “Ah yes. Welcome to OED V Monsiour Karlson.” She put the PaDD on the desk and approached with her hand outstretched to shake his hand. Her voice was soft and slightly accented like her first words to him. “We are so glad to have someone of your record joining us here. Come. Let us sit. Would you like something to drink? It is almost tea time for me.”

Astrid Rousseau, HotJ

Joseph’s handshake was gently firm, his hand seemed to entirely engulf hers. “Thank you, Fröken” He sat down as he smiled at her, a kind smile “No thank you, I had something to drink with the Governor, at my Age overhydrating can be a problem. Despite being in his late Sixties he barely looked over forty, maybe fifty, an unusual sight indeed. He placed his cane over his lap as he tried to get comfortable in his chair.

HoTPoFo Karlson