Everything Is Unilluminated

Not that it didn't suck for the whole squad, but damn, tough break, Peluso. Did she apologize to you, too? She came and offered an apology to the entire squad. Which...Cragen says is a start, but I could've done without. It doesn't exactly change anything.


( Voicemail for Olivia Benson )

I leave for a week and I hear there's all kinds of drama. Hey, Benson, heard you had to work with some nutjob from Cassidy's precinct.

Oh, yeah, I was GONE a week. Did anybody notice? Did anybody care?



OOC: Yo, SVU peeps, I'm going off of the SVU premiere, if that's cool with you guys, ya know, minus Stabler. Also, I was v. amused when they said Kendall was from the 2-4, b/c that's where I have Cassidy working.

Cragen just left for his conference. He won't be back till Monday.

Oh, I am so looking forward to the rest of this week.

So, so much.

Hey, anyone, get me coffee!

Cragen's going to some conference for a few days.

*evil smirk*

Guess who's in charge?

I think--I think I'm coming down with a cold. Aughhhh.

I think I'd rather take the heat than this thunderstorm garbage. It's getting annoying. And boring. It's also making everyone on the damn squad restless.

THESE.

I was robbed.

That's all I have to say about that.

I got a lead on a possible bar venue. Going to go check it out later today. Anyone wanna come with me?

OOC: Okay, I’m a dork. After Mindy and I RPed the beginning of this scene, I thought it would sound better all put together and ficced up as the intro for the whole RP, so, um, that’s what I did. Therefore, intro written by myself and Mindy. Also, if your character has reason to be at SVU, feel free to have them stop in. Also, plz to look at my shiny new icon!


Friday, March 20, 12:00PM.

Munch hurried in to the SVU bullpen, coat and fedora on, holding a couple of large brown paper grocery bags in either hand. He headed directly for his desk, which faced Lanier's adjacent desk. The aroma of food followed, though it was hard to tell what exactly was in the bag.

"I'm back," he said, despite the fact that he'd never said that he was leaving when he'd got up and left half an hour before.

Val looked up and gave a little smile, "I didn't know you were getting lunch.”
"Oh, I'm just a thoughtful guy like that," Munch said. He set down the bags, then took off his hat and then his coat.
"Yes, you are," Val said trying to put aside her suspicions. "What'd you get?"
"A little of this, a little of that," Munch shrugged and started pulling napkins, forks and straws out of the bag.
Val watched him. “It smells good.”

He pulled a chocolate milkshake out and set it on her desk, followed by a hotdog wrapped in foil.
“Thank you,” she said. She was impressed not only with the look and smell of the food but with the fact that her partner had bothered to bring her something at all. She began to unwrap the hotdog to take a bite.

Munch shrugged and began taking out other stuff - more milkshakes, more hotdogs wrapped in foil, a take-out container.

Still wondering what he might be up to, Val watched him as she began to eat her hotdog.

"Oh, did I mention we're having guests?" He smiled sweetly in her direction.

She eyed him as she drank her milkshake, "Who?"

( Email to Mike Logan )

I'm bored. It's Saturday night and I'm bored.

This could go very interestingly...

...or just very badly.

Decided yesterday to go to Baltimore for the weekend. Met up with Lewis and Kellerman at Kavanaugh's Bar. It was like old times, but with less griping--no, wait, maybe more. I don't remember. There was a lot of alcohol involved and I think Kellerman started singing Irish ditties. Jesus, he reminds me of Logan when he's drunk.

Anyway, I'm still here, staying at Kellerman's till at least tomorrow.

...oh, according to him I'm already on his last nerve and I can stay at Lewis's if I stay past Sunday.

My Baltimore friends are just like my New York friends.

Assholes.

To: Fin, Val
From: Munch
Subj: Liv's birthday

...is tomorrow. We should maybe do something.


Munch

Fisher, Logan, Fontana, Falco, anyone else interested in Sergeant Munch's Bar Adventure:

I've found a potential building. We should all get together and talk so I can show you my more detailed plan, investment figures, etc. Feel free to bring your significant others. Let me know when works for you.

Someone left this on my desk.

I don't know who it was, but I have to say, it is most excellent.

I'm serious about this bar business. I've done it before - I know how it works and what it takes. It was successful while we had it and the atmosphere was great, especially after a long day at work.

...of course, it can't be successful without investors.

You know, I think Halloween was actually fun this year.

At least I had fun. *smirk*

To: SVU
From: Munch
Subj: Halloween

Who has costumes already? Group costuming, anyone? Anyone? Bueller?

OOC: Okay so Kellerman was supposed to be back in Baltimore already but since I went on vacation, it's taken me longer to get this up, so just assume he had to stay longer. Also, this is an open thread! Feel free to comment! We can at some point move things to an AIM chat if necessary!



"A bar?" Mike Kellerman raised his brows. He was sitting a seat over from John Munch at a midtown cop bar, beer in hand.

"Yeah, a bar," Munch said. "You know, like the Waterfront back in Baltimore...only...New York style. A place for cops to go that's not so..."

"...cop?" Kellerman asked.
"Yeah, something like that," Munch said. "Why, you wanna invest?" He grinned.
Kellerman gave him a look. "Yeah because the P.I. business makes loads. Don't you have New York cop friends who'd wanna invest?"
"They're all a bunch of wusses," Munch rolled his eyes. "Wah-wah-wah retirement, wah-wah-wah gotta feed the kids, wah-wah-wah, I'm an alcoholic."

Kellerman laughed at his friend as the older man gesticulated exaggeratedly.
"So these alleged friends," Kellerman said, "I get to meet any of them before I leave?"