mccrane: (shotgun--load)
McCrane ([personal profile] mccrane) wrote in [community profile] re_alignment_logs2014-07-25 04:04 pm

A final decision

Who: McCrane and YOU
What: The ex-police commander has been thinking about what new direction he wants to take after loosing members of the Brave Police again. It's been the usual quiet McCrane, out wandering and patrolling the edges of the Haven over the past month or so while Blurr takes over the Enforcers. Now, he needs someone to kick him back into being social again.
Where: Wandering! McCrane can be encountered anywhere, though less likely in one of the temples.
When: Now-ish.
Since I've been away for a bit, my assumption with McCrane has been that he's been in an introspective funk, passing the police over to Blurr after realizing what Prowl had been up to and after loosing more members of the Brave Police. It can also be assumed he was around for the Zone event, though he would have been participating only as needed to help keep people safe. Feel free to put him there or away for any other events according to what would be easiest for your character!


McCrane had not felt like being anywhere, and so he'd travelled everywhere.

It was an unusual feeling. Always, he'd had a place with the Brave Police and with the Enforcement squad. He'd known being commander was a difficult task that he was not entirely prepared for, and he'd worked hard to be as good as he remembered Deckard being. There had been more than one time in which he'd questioned his role, but he'd survived in it somehow.

Then, when Deckard had come back and when he'd realized how Prowl had been manipulating him, it had all started to unravel again. He had not felt comfortable being in charge of the entire force. He longer for command of a smaller group, working on smaller missions, combining skills to accomplish greater tasks. Deckard would make a better chief of police. So would Blurr. Together, they'd be even more incredible...though he suspected that, like him, Deckard would need some time to become acclimatized to Cybertrons ways.

When the other Brave police had started disappearing, he'd stood up one day and left Headquarters, heading out for the badlands. Half-way out he'd stopped.

He did not want to go looking, beause he knew what he'd find. He also did not want to return to headquarters, because of what he wouldn't find.

It was easier to make no decision at all, and stay on the edges of the Haven. He could set up posts that would make good sniper bushes in case of a monster attack, and he could make other preparations for if the badlands ever tried an incursion on the Haven again. He would be ready, and if Blurr or Deckard or Gunmax needed him they could still call.

That would be enough...

And for a while, it was enough.

Now, it didn't feel like enough anymore. He'd set up more bushes than he could possibly use, and he'd marked every piece of useful high ground. There was nothing left for him out here, but he didn't know how to go back.

What would he do now? What would he say?

He could wander forever, and that would be easy...but it wouldn't be right. It wouldn't be what a member of the Brave Police would do.

It was time to why was that still so hard to do?

thankyou4myheart: (In My Sights)

I don't have enough standing icons that he's not pointing his weapon 9,9

[personal profile] thankyou4myheart 2014-08-06 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
Deckard was thankful when McCrane slowed and readily pulled up alongside him. He didn't say anything right away, not sure what to say. Or do.

No . . . he knew what to do. At least to start with.

"McCrane." Not as if he needed to get the sniper's attention, but it was a way of saying "follow my lead" as he stopped and shifted forms, standing to regard his brother.
thankyou4myheart: (Be Brave)

[personal profile] thankyou4myheart 2014-08-07 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
Deckard hesitated an instant, just . . . taking in the sight of the face before him, reassuring himself that he'd not - yet? - lost McCrane. Then a small crooked grin pulled at his mouth. "I'd hoped you would . . . but I can't say I'd expected it." The crooked grin grew a bit. "You're programmed from me, after all. I know how I can get."

Another beat, and then he was stepping in, before he changed his mind and hopefully before McCrane could react. If the sniper didn't keep him from it, Deckard pulled his brother into an embrace.
thankyou4myheart: (Duty-bound)

[personal profile] thankyou4myheart 2014-08-08 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
Deckard held on until McCrane either pulled back or reciprocated. He was glad when it proved the latter. He shook his head, face tucked to McCrane's shoulder. "You haven't failed, McCrane. You've done a remarkable job of handling yourself the best you could in a position you were never meant to have to bear. If anyone's failed . . . it was me. Letting you keep a position you weren't really equipped for, not stepping up sooner myself…" It wasn't that he really blamed himself – or anyway, he wasn't letting any slip into his voice, keeping his focus on his teammate and brother – it was just that McCrane had. not. failed. "I don't think you gave up. I think you held on longer than maybe you should have, for your own sake, and finally let go of something that you really needed to."

Speaking of finally letting go, Deckard did, shifting back at least enough to meet McCrane's gaze. "It's time to come home, though. Inasmuch as anything here is 'home.' You're missed, by a lot of people, and we weren't built to be alone."
thankyou4myheart: (Surprise)

HOLY SHIT WOW I totally thought I'd replied to this by now. OTL

[personal profile] thankyou4myheart 2014-08-28 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
Deckard watched the conflict play across McCrane's face. It broke his heart to see it, and he wished so badly there was something more he could do. He started to comment on the lesson, but the last derailed him completely.

"Still want you...? McCrane, how can you even ask me that? Of course I want you back!" He gripped the sniper's shoulders. "You're my teammate, McCrane. You're . . . you're family." Family meant so much to Deckard, ever since the Tomonagas had claimed him - even Yuuichirou and Amami, calling him "Tomonaga Patokichi" - and the other Braves were even closer to "family" to him than his adoptive human family. "You're like a brother, McCrane. Family always stays together, no matter what." Yuuta and Azuki and Kurumi had taught him that. And everything he had ever been through with his teammates.
Edited (Wow, I can spell people's names, really. orz) 2014-08-28 04:12 (UTC)