It's not much, but he tries. He tries too hard with everything, really.
"I'm not a psychic," he shakes his head, almost adding that Shawn isn't either - but the fool's damn determined to keep up the illusion and he knows it's not his place to out him on it. "My job is pretty much making sure we don't get killed and the bills get paid." He shrugs, lowering his eyes; "Sometimes I get to do some pretty cool stuff, though. Like a few weeks ago we had this case where a man was convicted of a murder he didn't commit but his lawyer claimed he was crazy and got him put in an asylum. So Shawn and I went undercover at the place and it turns out the medication he was on was for something he didn't even have and was manifesting symptoms just like the mental disorders he was diagnosed with. The guy that put him in the asylum was the one giving it to him to cover up that he was actually the killer."
He beams proudly and adds; "Without my encyclopedic knowledge of medications they'd probably be giving the poor bastard the psychiatric treatment."
Picking up a chocolate, he pinches it between his fingers and eats it slowly.
"That was probably a really boring story for you... I'm sorry. I just get a little excited when I get to use my skills." They're pretty specific, but he does have a few skills that have come in handy on cases.
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Date: 2012-06-02 05:21 am (UTC)"I'm not a psychic," he shakes his head, almost adding that Shawn isn't either - but the fool's damn determined to keep up the illusion and he knows it's not his place to out him on it. "My job is pretty much making sure we don't get killed and the bills get paid." He shrugs, lowering his eyes; "Sometimes I get to do some pretty cool stuff, though. Like a few weeks ago we had this case where a man was convicted of a murder he didn't commit but his lawyer claimed he was crazy and got him put in an asylum. So Shawn and I went undercover at the place and it turns out the medication he was on was for something he didn't even have and was manifesting symptoms just like the mental disorders he was diagnosed with. The guy that put him in the asylum was the one giving it to him to cover up that he was actually the killer."
He beams proudly and adds; "Without my encyclopedic knowledge of medications they'd probably be giving the poor bastard the psychiatric treatment."
Picking up a chocolate, he pinches it between his fingers and eats it slowly.
"That was probably a really boring story for you... I'm sorry. I just get a little excited when I get to use my skills." They're pretty specific, but he does have a few skills that have come in handy on cases.