captainjimm:

“Ah! yes a classroom!” Jim took another spin around, now noticing the projector in the middle and the big screen hanging in the back, all very… archaic. 

“ooh! Special Agent! I’ve seen those around, you don’t look like one of them though.” Jim inspects Will Graham , he looked slightly offended by Jim’s presence in the room “Well buddy, tough luck. Curiosity got me into this mess, and it will get me out.” 

“But if this is a classroom, you must be a professor of some sorts!” Jim gave the man another blinding smile. “let’s try this again shall we?” 

He smiles too much, the profiler thinks to himself as he watches the man spin around, arrogance all but oozing from his pores. 

               It isn’t very s m a r t to piss of a guy who thinks about killing people for a l i v i n g

“I teach Criminal Psychology,” Not a complete lie. He is still a professor at the academy, though as of late he spends more time out in the field tracking down all the serial killers Jack Crawford can’t than he does in the lecture hall. 

The thought is accompanied by a bitter taste in his mouth.

                            Are you trying to ALIENATE me from Jack Crawford?

“What are you captain of?” He changes the subject quickly, not wanting to spend too much time answering the questions. “Navy? Air force?”

Rp'ing with Mandy is a constant fight to see who can ruin the other’s life first.