<div class="floatleft">(http://photos.modelmayhem.com/photos/090316/22/49bf2e61a3976.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Sergeant Jiwe Nchi</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Location:</strong> Police Station<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mattias and Rune (sort of), Open<br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Jiwe shook his head some at Mattias as he bended the bars out of shape and then back into place. It would have been just as easy for him to slide the door open but he hadn't caused any harm. Jiwe dismissed it with a slight chuckle and followed Mattias to the coffee before heading toward his desk. The metal suit clanked as he situated himself in his chair and began to look through all the paperwork he had to complete for the day. Silently, he wished he could have someone else do it for him.<em>Bar fights… petty theft…failure to clean up after a pet,</em>he sighed heavily as he was caught up in his own thoughts,<em>If only that old lady would have cleaned that shit up, then I wouldn't have to do this stupid ass paperwork.</em>Sgt. Nchi continued to do the work for about a half an hour before his jitters got the best of him and he decided to take a patrol break.<br/><br/>The warm, mid-morning sun greeted him and quickly shook the chills of the office out of his suit. Sgt. Nchi took a moment to allow his eyes to adjust to the sunlight so that he didn't trip on his way down the steps. While he paused there, he spotted a man eyeing the Police Department. Of course, this wasn't uncommon. Republic City's Metal Bending Police Force was one of a kind and attracted many visitors both locals and tourist. Jiwe nodded politely at the man and headed down into the city, wondering what Republic City held in store for him today.