Sometimes his sheltered upbringing hampered his ability to do his job and he resented his father for it just a little bit. Rangers were supposed to have some street-smarts and Theo? Theo didn’t know what the name of half the drugs on the street were until he’d taken some courses when he became a Ranger. That his accent still made half of them sound outrageously posh was not lost on him and he cursed never having learned how to change his voice.
Meant that he was never going to be accepted as an undercover Ranger but that was fine, right? He didn’t need to go undercover when he was the strong arm of ISC law! Or something like that, he wasn’t sure how to say that without sounding like he was trying to convince himself rather than whoever he spoke to.
Still, as lacking in street smarts and undercover experience as he was, it couldn’t be just him who thought that Tazerface was a dumb name for a criminal, right? Surely?
His partner for the mission was a Ranger of some more experience than himself, someone who had a bit more of a touch of “salt of the earth” than Theo likely ever would. Though the name “Draco” did sound a bit fanciful if that was his background… he honestly hadn’t checked his background though. Some of the books he’d been reading about making friends said that it was probably a bad idea to know more about them than they volunteered.
Bloody self-help books… he needed more of a social life and he knew it. Trouble was that he’d waited twenty five years before he started looking to make one. Hopefully it wouldn’t come up much with Draco – Theo had picked the outside terrace area of a local café as the meeting point. That a place like this even had one was actually quite interesting.
@Exhilian