I probably shouldn't have made this journal but eh. Canon is "Fargo" (FX).

[mr_wrench]

I don't think you know what you're doing. Wouldn't think you could "be" me. What's the point?

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[mr_wrench]

[And Mr. Wrench stares back before signing, "what?", as though his message should be obvious.

You do not impress him, "Chief" Oswalt (if your name tag is to be believed). Not in the least.]

[jeez]

[Bill might not know ASL, but he gets the jist of what that sign means.

With a scowl, he writes:] That's awfully rude and uncalled for.

[mr_wrench]

How did a man like you make police chief? What a joke.

[jeez]

[THAT IS SUCH AN OFFENSIVE QUESTION MAN WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE POKING AT FRESH WOUNDS LIKE THIS C'MON]

The previous one was murdered.

[That probably won't help his case, but maybe it'll make the guy re-think his complete lack of tact!!!]

[mr_wrench]

Not surprising, if he was like you.

[He cocks his head slightly and regards Bill.]

You would shoot yourself with your own gun.

[jeez]

Never in my decades of service on the force have I

[The fact that he has to turn onto a new page probably loses some of the angry effect, but his handwriting sure looks a little shaky.

And this whole thing suddenly seems absurd, but — whatever.]

discharged my weapon and hit anything other than what I was trying to hit!

[that's probably a load of crap though let's be real]

[mr_wrench]

[Yeah, no, Mr. Wrench doesn't buy that at all and regards Bill with his stare. Just...staring into your soul, Bill. You aren't convincing him of anything.

Nice try.]

[jeez]

[That stare is so disturbing that Bill, momentarily, forgets his manners and speaks instead of writing.]

Wouldja stop starin' at me like that?!

[mr_wrench]

[Oh, he's talking. Wonder what he's saying. Probably more trite nonsense. The staring continues.]

[jeez]

[Ugh.

Bill should probably just leave, right?

But before he goes:] I don't know where you come from that people talk like that to others, but it's darn rude and I don't appreciate it.

[THAT'LL SHOW HIM.]

[mr_wrench]

[He doesn't appreciate it? Does that seem like something that would concern Mr. Wrench?

He doesn't write anything in response, only watches Bill a moment before looking another direction and refusing to glance the police chief's way. Whatever. Conversation over.]

[jeez]

[Yeah, well.

At least Bill's not the one with the ugly jacket.

Not that he's gonna say that, because he has a feeling this guy is the type to punch people in the face whether or not they're wearing a policeman's uniform. And much as he'd like an excuse to arrest him, he also... doesn't want to be punched in the face...

So.

That's that, then.]