Angela listened to the short briefing with interest, liking the feel of the precincts officers.  It felt like family here, what she had hoped to find.  Still, one never knew what one was getting into.  She'd heard some of the precincts where less then friendly, especially to rookies.  Her intuition told her that wasn't going to be an issue here.  She stood with everyone else, shaking hands with those of her fellow officers... she smiled at the thought.  her fellow officers... trading smiles, a few words before approaching the sergeant and getting her assignment.<br/><br/><em>Salaam aleku.</em>She nodded.  "Salaam, Brother"  She said, looking up at the big man's face, with a warm smile, thinking he's be an effective detterant to anyone considering any wrong doing.  One look at the guy and they'd most likely change trades and become model citizens.  Imposing was the word that came to mind.<br/><br/>"And they say 13's an unlucky number.  Feeling plenty lucky right now."