Hello! Today, I have a bit of a shorter interview for you. Which I guess makes sense, since this is a very disgruntled, huffy character. So…I’m sorry? I guess? XD (Also, this is my second to the last post of TD characters! I’ve so enjoyed sharing them with you! ^_^)
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Me: Morning, officer Mahr.
Gavin: Yes, it’s morning. Are you interviewing?
M: …Yes. Is that okay?
G: Well sure it’s okay! What do you want to know?
M: Um…let’s see, what can you tell me about being the head of the police station?
G: It’s an interesting job, for sure. Dealing with criminals, Supers, miscreants…It makes you feel important.
M: You mentioned Supers. I’ve heard that Supers are treated differently from non-Super criminals.
G: Yes, they are. Because they’re so much more dangerous than your run-of-the-mill criminal, we have to deal with them in different ways.
M: I…don’t think I wanna know what those ways are. How long have you been chief?
G: Nearly five years now. I started when I was young. I had a thirst for justice.
M: Hmm…Do you work well with your co-workers?
G: For the most part. We dispute, but it always gets sorted out. Not to drop any names, but Robert Pierre is the one I fight with most. *shakes head* Stubborn as a mule, he is.
M: Yeah, that’s…true. Do you have a family?
G: Me and my wife are having our seventh anniversary this year.
M: Aw, congratulations. I’m so happy for you.
G: We don’t have kids. We’ve decided we just don’t have the time to raise them.
M: *sad face* Oh. I suppose that’s understandable. But you like your job, right?
G: Yes. I’ve always thought that if I hadn’t become a cop, I’d have become a lawyer.
M: *murmurs* That would’ve been interesting…*shakes head, then straightens* I know you’re chief of the station, but I understand that you have a boss of your own?
G: Yes, Aidan Coel is the only person I answer too. She’s a little rough, but I like that. Straight to the point, no dithering.
M: I see. You’ve been a cop for a good amount of time. What’s it like? Wrangling Supers?
G: Why are you so fascinated with Supers? They’re dangerous and should be taken care of.
M: Who told you that?
G: Are you back-talking me?
M: Just never mind. It’s obviously a touchy subject.
G: My brother died because of a Super!
M: …
M: …Oh. I…I didn’t know. I’m-
G: Sorry? You’re sorry? That’s what every says. But it doesn’t change anything. It doesn’t bring him back.
M: *swallows* I…I think it’d be best if we wrapped this interview up. *hesitates* What’s your favorite food?
G: *sighs* I like chips and hummus. My wife makes good hummus.
M: What’s your favorite season?
G: Winter. When things are quieter.
M: *nods* Okay, last question. What was your brother’s name?
G: *glares, gets up, and leaves without another word*
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