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| mallyapple19 | Apr 3 2012, 04:46 AM Post #581 |
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Syndey pulled an eye open and looked around....trying to remember where she was. Right. Hal's. She was on a questionably stained couch in his living room. Beer bottles scattered the table, as did mostly empty bags of weed. She sighed as she stood up, yanked her hair into a messy bun and left the house. Twenty beers later, she'd gotten the whereabouts of Keira's apartment that she shared with her brother, Damien. Thank God for stalkers. She yawned as she walked down the street, heading toward the precinct. Hopefully today was the last of it.... -- Adam pulled the truck into his normal parking spot; out of the way of everyone else. It wasn't as though no one knew it was his truck...it was more or less he just didn't trust anyone not to fuck with it. Hopping out, he headed into the precinct via the locked back door, going toward his office. He noticed already the door was open...and voices were sifting out. Fucking wonderful. Just what he wanted his day to start out with. Dumb shits. He sighed, walking into the office and flicking his eyes around. The Fed was there, as expected, but there was some officer in there as well, one he didn't recognize. He walked to his desk and sat down, turning on his computer. "Whatever it is," he said, in the general direction of Ysabel, "I don't give a fuck. Take it to someone else." |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Apr 3 2012, 04:51 AM Post #582 |
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Trevor looked up, shaking his head at Adam. "Now really, that is no way to treat your beautiful new partner....." he mused with a slight smirk, standing then. "By the way, you have something for me, no? And how is our dear friend, Damien doing? You have been keeping tabs? Yes?" He said the stream of questions calmly, but there was almost a threat to his voice. If he blew his cover here, fuck it. It may be worth it to wipe the look off Adam's face for a moment or two. He hated workign through "channels".... |
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| never_fade_away | Apr 3 2012, 05:01 AM Post #583 |
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Ysabel raised an eyebrow as he kissed the back of her hand before laughing. "Charmer!" she declared as she moved to lean against the desk, arms crossed over her well endowed chest. "Somewhere you've probably never heard of. Small town in New Mexico names Tayanita. Wanted to be LAPD my whole life so I worked my ass off to get transferred here." she explained. "So guess I came in on something important? I mean, a Fed chatting up with us lowly police officers and everything." she smirked slightly, looking amused. Honestly, there was something just a little... off about him that she didn't like, but she kept it to herself. When another man walked in, she raised her eyebrow as she looked over at him. "Ah... you are the bright little ray of sunshine that must be no other than Adam Jensine." she sounded amused at his snippy attitude. "Guess I better take it somewhere else then." she then walked over to the desk that would be hers, and plopped down in the seat, propping her feet up on the desk. Leaning back, she gave him a grin. "Ysabel Ramirez. Congratulations, I'm your new partner." Ben listened to his options, and paused at the last one. "You know how to make crepes?" he asked her as he looked back at her. "Can you make me like... a million of those to eat pretty please, Belle?" he asked with a grin. "Man, you're beautiful, you can cook, you're funny. Where do your talents end?!" he asked with a laugh before hearing his phone buzz. Pulling it out, he saw that it was from Kevin and frowned. He remembered Damien's words and he wasn't quite sure what to do. Finally... after much debate he texted back. Can't talk right now meet later. Chinese rstrnt at one? he sent the message with a sigh. Somebody had to know. Somebody had to tell his parents that he had to disappear off the grid because of his... special powers. |
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| mallyapple19 | Apr 3 2012, 05:08 AM Post #584 |
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Adam slowly looked up from his morning reports, his gray eyes landing first on Trevor....and then over to Ysabel. "You've got to be fucking kidding me. What the fuck happened to James?" He was an idiotic piece of crap...but he was easily manipulated and always did all the shit jobs Adam didn't feel like doing. He hadn't even been told about a new partner.....and James hadn't said a word. He was going to fuck James up if he ever saw him around this precinct again. Still stare-glaring at Ysabel, he held up two manila folders toward Trevor. "Here, asshole. You can compensate me for my overtime later." |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Apr 3 2012, 05:17 AM Post #585 |
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Keira laughed, starting to make breakfast when his phone buzzed. She froze looking back at him as if he'd killed a puppy. Before he could think twice she'd snatched the phone from his hand but wasn't fast enough. For once she looked pissed, "Are you fucking nuts?! Dami-" "I'll what, Keira...." She cringed as she turned around to find him in a pair of dark jeans and a red t-shirt. "Well one of you owes me an answer. Now." Keira bit her lip, but held her ground, "It was nothing, bro I sw-" "Key you know better than to lie to me..." He said, never raising his voice but it held authority. Keira flushed red, projecting a rather vivid fantasy about herself and Ben. Nothing too graphic, but enough to get him off the case for the moment. He grumbled but before heading out he paused. "You let no one in and you do not leave unless crucial, do we understand?!" She nodded, wincing as he slammed the door behind him. She threw Ben a glare, plopping his phone into a vase full of water. She turned to him, a whole range of emotions on her face. Seeming not to be able to pick one she let out a hoarse, "You owe me." before heading back into the kitchen, leaning against the counter as she tried to cool down. She knew it was hard....hard adjusting to life like this. But it was all they'd asked of him. Cells off. |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Apr 3 2012, 05:22 AM Post #586 |
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Trevor laughed, more at the compensation more than anything. He took the envelopes, tucking them under his arm as he nodded to the new recruit. "Well I'll let you get aquatinted then..." he smiled but before leaving the precinct he stopped by the receptionist desk. "Should there be a young woman asking around by the name of Sydney, please have her contact me directly." |
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| never_fade_away | Apr 3 2012, 05:33 AM Post #587 |
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"James got reassigned. I asked for the best, and that's what they gave me. They were all to willing to compensate." Ysabel shrugged. So she was a bit... prideful. Was that the right word? She refused to be teamed up with a dumbass who didn't know one end of his gun from the other. She waved goodbye as David left before turning back to Adam. While he just glared at her, she only sent him happy, sunshine-filled smiles. Her partner was an asshole, that much was apparent who apparently had a stick shoved so far up his ass, he'd never get it out if the look on his face was any indication. She did ask for a challenge and now she got it. Let the fun begin. "So..." she trailed off as she finally got a good look of her surroundings. This was a really nice area. Roomy for a officers office. Even with two desks in there, they still had a decent amount of room. Jensine must be really good if they gave him digs like this. Ben just blinked as all of a sudden chaos ensued. Which promptly ended in the death of his poor android thunderbolt as it died a miserable death in a vase of water. When she said that he owed her, he just frowned. "Woah, wait a second? Owe you? You just killed my phone? Gah! This is insane!" he declared as he jumped up and walked over to the kitchen. "Look I'm sorry I broke some kind of... sacriligeous rule or something, but somebody has to know that I'm not dead. I mean, what the hell are my parents going to think when I'm stop going to school and stop calling them or checking in?!" |
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| mallyapple19 | Apr 3 2012, 05:41 AM Post #588 |
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The receptionist nodded happily. "Of course, sir. Would you like to give me your personal number....? Just in case she isn't aware of what it is." She flipped her blonde hair over her shoulder. Adam finally looked away from Ysabel, his eyes going back to his morning reports. "Don't bother with the small talk," he said, reaching back to flip on the air conditioner. Despite the warmth outside, he was still wearing a long sleeved shirt and bizarre half gloves. "Give me your transfer papers." He was going to kill this one. He could already feel it. His right palm began to itch, but he ignored it. "If you're really going to be my new fuck-up then you have big shoes to fill. James was the most compliant piece of shit I've ever been stuck with." |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Apr 3 2012, 05:47 AM Post #589 |
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Keira slowly let out a breath, turning back and trying her hardest not to scream, slap, punch, cry.....her voice was even as she spoke. "Yes I killed your phone. The only thing we asked you to do is turn it off yet for someone as paranoid as you about being found out you really can be dense. You know what Damien would've done if he found out?! Your lucky he wouldn't turn your ass out but he sure as hell would've done more than kill your precious phone. Yes, you're parents will freak out for a few days, weeks, maybe a month or so. As soon as its safe we will let you contact them to let them know you're okay but you have to sever ties now. Trevor is after you because you're with me. With us. He will stop at nothing until he finds you. That means going after your friends at school of he has to. No one will be hurt if they domt know anything. Please just trust us. It kills me not to be able to call my mother and talk it over. I haven't spoken to her in nearly a year...haven't seen her nor my father since we fled." she cleared her throat, holding back tears. "I don't like this anymore than you....but you have to trust us. Please." with that she bit her lip and turned her face away from him. She went back to stirring together what she needed for breakfast, trying to distract herself... |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Apr 3 2012, 05:51 AM Post #590 |
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Trevor chuckled, handing her a small card with his "name", FBI, and a phone number on it. He sent her a wink before heading out onto the street at back towards his suite to check the files Adam had given him. He looked up at the clear blue sky with a smirk, today was his day. |
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