Det Jack J. Mills

"Ernest Hemingway once said the world is a fine place and worth fighting for. I agree with the second part." ▸ Detective Jack J Miles ▸ Not new to RP ▸ Semi-Literate ▸ Semi- Descriptive ▸ Independent Portrayal #GCPD #GordonMCU #DCRP

@DetRyanHardy > forward again like he couldn’t decide which way to go. Fingers curling, uncurling at his side. “Uh… I—” Jack didn’t interrupt.

@DetRyanHardy > “What’s your name?” Jack asked, tone easy, like they were making small talk. “Didn’t catch it… with you leaving so fast.” He gave him a second. The guy’s mouth opened and closed. His eyes flicked between them, not landing anywhere for long. One foot shifted back, then >>

#GordonMCU #OneGotham (Thread Starter for @DetJackMills) It's early as I arrive at the precinct, a case folder tucked safely under my arm as I open one of the large front doors to the building. Of course, @AnalystOBrian is already here, probably counting down until >>

@DetRyanHardy >across his face—thinking he had managed to slip out unnoticed— Jack’s voice dropped over him like a weight. The man jumped. “Relax,” Jack said, stepping in just enough to crowd his space. “You weren’t that invisible.”

@DetRyanHardy >He turned on his heel, a slight smirk twitching at the corner of his mouth as he followed, closing the distance with an easy, unhurried stride. The man made it past the entrance, the cool air hitting his skin, and just as a relieved smile started to spread >>

@DetRyanHardy > bar top and moved quick to leave, but trying not to be noticed.

@DetRyanHardy > the rest of his beer in one go. Jack's gaze flicked to Ryan. Then back to the man. Then back to Rayan again... holding it this time. No words. Didn't need them. The look said everything. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐮𝐲. That's when the man tossed a few bills onto the >>

@DetRyanHardy > scared—worse… he knew something. Jack didn’t look away this time.

@DetRyanHardy > of Hardy at the counter… and Jack in the background. Then stillness. Like if he froze hard enough, they wouldn’t notice him. Jack’s jaw shifted slightly as he watched it all play out, committing every little tell to memory. Jack read him easy… this guy wasn’t >>

@DetRyanHardy > space between him and Hardy.

@DetRyanHardy > Hardy run point. One of the guys at the bar—big, built, trying too hard not to look their way. Shoulders a little too stiff. Grip tightening around his glass. Not scared… just nervous. Jack didn’t look at him again. Instead, he shifted slightly, just enough to close the >>