Detective David W. Levitski
Things will always stay the same and people will always prove to you how rotten they are, doesn’t matter if it’s a big city or a small town; people will find a way to remind you.
▾ Name: David Levitski
▾ Age: 52
▾ Gender: Male
▾ Sexuality: Heterosexual
▾ Honest ▾ Abrasive ▾ Inquisitive ▾ Condescending ▾
▾ Personality: David Levitski is a man who believes that the world is unequivocally shit; that people are born inherently bad and that the people who try to look for the good in others are naïve children dancing around with a delusional imagination. It is because of that fundamental viewpoint that David’s views are entirely centered upon and anybody with an opposing view he naturally presumes is an idiot— a fact that has come up often in his long-tested career as a police detective to varying results and consequences. David is honest, albeit abrasive and crass, but honest— a fact that can seem a bit confrontational, antagonistic, and needlessly offensive. Sometimes he doesn’t know the difference between the hard truth and just being a jerk, but given his attitude he might actually know that he’s being judgmental and offensive; he just might not care.
David is also generally prone to excessive notions of violence, condescension, and wildly vitriolic sarcastic remarks. It is with this anger that it is shown that David is avid in his dedication, resilience, and tenacity— so much it goes to a level of ruthlessness. He is the guy who gets the job done with results even if the path to the finishing line is littered with broken windows and burnt down sheds; his diligence is admirable, his preference towards being brutal and ruthless are not. But for some reason David’s never been outed as corrupt or out of his bounds. IAA has investigated him several times in the past fifteen years with not even a suspension to David’s name for just that reason.
Whilst his aforementioned traits are generally despicable and unpleasing, there is a man underneath David that longs for peace and order. He values people who are hard workers and get to the point, and tends not to condescend actual children. Also, as far as those new to him know, he has a charming outer shell that appears to be a kind middle-aged man despite his inner chaos and “true self”. He may not value the world as it should be, but he will never succumb to deception of lies or betrayal of those he considers valuable as allies. He’s got some duality to him, for sure.
▾ Hobbies & Interests: David has a few hobbies that he indulges in with his time off, but most of all of them that he is involved with is his locksmithing. The old cop collects old lockpicking sets and tends to enjoy cracking locks in his spare time; a strange hobby for a cop, for sure. He comments that it “keeps his hands busy” among other things. Elsewise, David is pretty simple— he likes books that tend to be crime pulp novels, older films, he plays acoustic guitar (and has since he was a kid), and occasionally coaches baseball to involve himself in the community beyond his role as a police detective.
▾ Likes & Dislikes: + Folk & Jazz Music
+ Efficiency
+ Women
+ Honesty
- Naïve Optimism
- Wasted Time
- Crooks
- Patience
▾ Other: As a career cop David has collected various skills such as familiarity with handguns & revolvers, investigation talents for picking up on clues in people as well as the environment, occasional lock-picking, and
breaking limbs with baseball bats. Wait,
what? Truth be told, David was not a “by-the-book” detective in his early career years and in fact was kind of a “thug with a badge” detective in his past where he was known to use intimidation and physical assault in many situations to get what he wanted. If the situation needed this arsonist to have a three broken fingers to get some information then David would break
four. Despite this sense of ruthlessness, David is good at his job as his skills make obvious. It is presumed that his old age and change of scenery has mellowed him some, but there's always
something can make a man
snap.- Criminology
- Intimidation
- Investigation
- Lockpicking
- Marksmanship [Handguns]
A man as long-lived as David Levitski could publish a novel of his escapades and life experiences alone. This of course is something David Levitski would rather not occur as he would rather not be judged by his new neighbors for what he achieved throughout his childhood and adulthood. Born to a Polish immigrant following the Second World War named Waclaw Levitski in 1963, David would be the eldest of several siblings raised in a lower income class household that had much conflict inside and out. His father was an abhorrent and abusive alcoholic who struggled from one job to the next—from general labor to distribution line factory work and so on thus when the next time his father lost a job nobody in the family was sure if they were going to leave the city they were used to or if another one in the area would repeat the process. It came to a point when David’s mother divorced his father and they moved to a more stable (relatively speaking) environment permanently around 1974.
David’s new environment was crime-ridden and tough on his mother, especially considering the stigma that still existed amongst divorced women trying to pick themselves up in the era. Perhaps it was here in his mother, Ashley Levitski, where David learned an admiration for hard work ethic since his father was so careless and arbitrary to the point where David didn’t care for him. In a chance encounter in the local park David found himself at odds when he attacked a boy over a name he called his mother to the point he told him that he would “erase his face” – he was interrupted before doing so by a police officer by the name of Thomas O’Reilly, who would be his first father figure.
The time passed in the inner city and under the guidance of the “old school” police officer David found himself joining the Police Department and aspiring to keep his burning temper under control within the confines of the law and if so necessary unleash it on those who deserved it—for not out of a sense of morality, but just desserts. David’s talents were soon discovered in these formative years as he found a knack for noticing things that other officers didn’t which eventually served him well when he was promoted to Detective fairly early on in his career, though due to politics and relationships with his superior’s daughter he found promotion climbing any further was quite unlikely. Still David found himself enjoying the work with every thumb he cracked or head he slammed into a table—as if he was exerting some weird power fantasy over his abusive childhood with his father. Nonetheless, time went on.
In time David found his younger brother, Richard, following in his footsteps—though in his time away from home his brother had taken to weird senses of optimistic morality and found himself clashing with his older brother during holiday gatherings in which they debated perspective. Admittedly, David was abrasive and patronizing towards his own sibling and likened his intelligence to inanimate objects in an attempt to give himself a reason to beat his brother down. However, Richard didn’t snap proving himself to be the better man. Still the siblings found themselves at odds with each other for many years up to through the childhood of Richard’s first son which he named after himself.
The time as a cop carried on and David continued to see people for how they really were—selfish, manipulative, deceitful, arrogant, pig-headed, out for themselves, and ultimately pretty terrible people. For every criminal he met he saw at least one aspect of his father in them which only made it all the easier to trait them with such vitriol. “Guilty until proven Innocent.” he figured about these people. As time toiled onwards things began to change such as his partner in the squad car, shifting from “old school” detectives like Andrew Tate to “new school” detectives like Joseph Atkins and Miranda Beake. The world kept proving itself to David however and he never strayed from how he believed. The years moved on. He moved to a new city— Dixie Inn.
David has been in Dixie Inn for twelve years, attempting what he did before, hoping to find a slower-paced smaller city to really sink his teeth into and relax. Despite having the tooth to continue it up north he wanted something different and Dixie Inn most certainly fit that definition.
