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*JANUARY 19, 2020*
Chief Lucas Ripley contacted his counter-part in The Melbourne, Australia Fire Department to offer Seattle's 33 stations for training
exercises. Harry is a school chum of his Brother Rick's, and a highly qualified expert in their field, per his curriculum vitae. As decided
He will arrive in Seattle on May 12, along with his Assistant, Julia "Jules" Karr, and twenty firefighters, including Marcus Turner, Luke Jacobz,
Alex Ryan, Regan McLeod, and Kate Ramsay, among others.
When he arrives at the 19, Vic (Hughes) Ripley does an immediate double-take, as do the rest of A shift, when they meet Chief Davis
for the first time. Save for a few minor differences ( a scar that bisects the Australian's left eyebrow, and another, smaller one near
the corner of his mouth, right side, he could be Lucas' TWIN BROTHER...The MEN (and (and MAYA) are stopped in their tracks at the
sight of the honey Blonde JULIA KARR, the Chief Davis' Personal Assistant: sharply-chiseled, patrician features, corn-flower blue eyes,
and full, red lips (some might call them CSLS)...a slender, well-formed neck flaring to equally well-formed shoulders, which seem
hardly capable of bearing-up under the weight of the watermelon-sized bosoms straining the material of the tailored blouse and jacket
wears.
She has full, rounded hips (hugged so lovingly by the tight skirt she wears); long, shapely, legs, stunning in their gun-metal stockings;
those lovely pins taper into delicate ankles and feet, which are encased in spike-heeled pumps that probably set her back a minimum
of $1,000 iron men.
Lucas calls the A Shift into the bay, and after they've assembled, he introduces Harry. "I expect all of you to extend the utmost courtesy
to Chief Davis and his group. We have much to share with them, as they do us. Once we have completed the tour here, we'll move onto
33 through 29: five stations per day, at the same time, we'll implement the co-agency training schedule. I've tasked Ms Karr, and our LT
Herrera, to coordinate our visitors' lodging, meals, entertainment, and transpo. We'll all have an opportunity to get to know our counter-
parts from Down Under tonight, at Joe's: 2100 hrs. Shift end @ 1700 today-we don't want to over-exert our guests." Laughter from the
assembled group; the Australians (in particular), find the notion of their US counter-parts out-lasting them in 'the pubs' as especially
hilarious.
"This is Captain Sullivan's shop, Chief; you met him during SKYPE. I'll leave him to get your group assigned bunks, etc, as I'm needed at HQ.
I'll see you all tonight." Andy approaches him near the front door: "Take it up with your husband Herrera-he created the duty roster", he advises
her, and pushes straight on through the front entrance.
"Why am I being side-lined?" Andy asks her husband. She followed him up to his office while their visitors assemble for a meal in the beanery.
"That isn't what's happening, baby. It's excellent training for when you transition to the Academy and make these types of arrangements EVERY DAY-
with HQ looking on. I TOLD YOU I'd get a Captain slot for you, and I'm a man of my word."
"You ARE", his wife grins. "You are indeed...you wanna...?" She flutters her eyelashes, darts her eyes toward the closed door leading to his bunk.
"Hmmm..." His grin is equally as wide.
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Harry Davis' off-chord singing tickles Jules immensely. "They were havin' an EYE-FUL; you can admit it", he jokes. "More than one donga in
that lot doin' a dance, hey!..and I'd reckon some dank mappa tassies!"
"Might the reason be these be big ol NORKS o mine?", Jules giggles, shimmying her shoulders. The immense breast-flesh she speaks of jiggle
and sway within the meager confinement of her blouse and bra. The loaned vehicle they're riding in swerves a bit, since Harry is so distracted
by his passenger's bobbling juggies. Luckily, they arrive at Station 23 safely, though The Chief is feeling somewhat tight in his boxer area (he'd '
flashed back' to the plane ride the day prior, when his Assistant had coaxed an Aussie Kiss out of him in FIRST CLASS...
Captain Lila Paez greets them and makes them feel right at home. She brings David Mayhorn and Rigo Vasquez forward, so that the visitors are
aware that the pair are the two most experienced on day shift. Both Davis and Karr recieve much the same reception as at the '19': it's not as if
neither is unaware of the uncanny resemblance they bear to the Americans. All of a moment, a klaxon sounds, and all including Chief Paez, rush
out leaving the two alone for the moment...they decide to have a look at the top of an American Fire Lorry...ticking the boxes, you understand...