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 Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 9:03 pm
London just remained very quiet while still sitting in that chair. Many thought were running through his head about what he had done and various other maters. Am I gonna get the death penalty? The blonde wondered while sighing heavily to himself. "Iris is right...I came here to take care of some particular matters..." The well dressed assassin stood up and then turned to face Arthur while his arms were held out loosely in front of the man, "I would rather get this show on the road so I can help yah put me behind bars...I have enough evidence at my home to make a very strong case against me...and I also have a wide list of major clients that hired me from the past ten years..." Again the Irish man paused while looking only at Arthur, "Once I get back to my penthouse I can have Iris give yah the evidence...cause I think it sounds rather odd that I am so....willing to go to jail....yah know Sir." He spoke while really feeling like he needed a cigarette yet the blonde remained where he was, though all he really wanted to do was kiss and hold Iris and tell her so many things. I'm sorry Iris but I have ta do this...
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 9:52 pm
Arthur sighed and pulled out the hand cuffs. He put them on London's wrists. "Well, I am glad that you're not struggling against this. Let's go get the booking done" the chief said. He then took London out of the office and led him through the police station until they went over to the booking area. Another officer was there to help Arthur.
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 10:24 pm
London felt the cool steel around his wrists while caused him to just shudder slightly from the sudden confinement. It was obvious that the simple bondage was indeed bothering him immensely, yet he still followed Arthur out of his office with out any resistance or struggle. Soon the blonde was brought in to another room where an office stood while looking rather shocked. Already whispers ran through the police station about the Irish man that was indeed a rather close friend of the former commissioner. Still the assassin remained silent while he pressed his finger tips on a scanner to which he gave a digital finger print of each finger and side thumb. His emerald eyes remained slightly down casted as he was being processed by Arthur.
One officer walked in while London was still having his right hand scanned to which that young man spoke, "Whoa you're like Jareth's friend right?" He spoke while pointing right at the emerald eyed man, "Why are you getting processed?" The room went silent as London remained very quiet and continued to do as he had done with his left hand. All he wanted was Iris and a cigarette yet he was starting to feel even more confined then he was before, just by everyone in the building talking about him. God give me strength...
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 10:33 pm
"Please leave now" Arthur ordered the officer.
After the fingerprint scan, London was led over to get his mugshot taken.
"Oh, well. At least it's not tuna. You'd have to open the can with your teeth" Anthony commented.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 1:40 pm
Rose sckowled, "I'd have to kill you if you wanted 'tuna'."
Iris stayd calm and colected, at least on the outside. Inside she was terring herself appart. How could this have happened? Why would London do this?
He must of know that he'd be arrested for murder. He must of known.......
She kept her breath steady. she can't break down. If she did, her credibility would be all but shattered. If she ran over to london and hugged him and cried andtold him she wished no of this happened, she couldn't be taken professionaly on any level.
She felt like dieing inside.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 2:10 pm
London sighed silently while being escorted to a rather narrow room to which he was handed a simple rectangle that had his name and the blonde guessed his case number. Then he was taken into a room were the wall was hand so many lines and also the height of those lines. Another officer spoke to London through a speaker on the wall, "Turn to the right and hold the plaque at your shoulder." The Irish man did as he was told yet from the window he could see Iris, though looking so dominant and strong...he could tell just by looking at her eyes that she was in pain. If those cuffs were not on him, and the fact that the arrested assassin had to behave, London would've barged out of there just to hold Iris and tell her that everything would be fine. Yet all London did was follow what the officer was telling him to do. "Turn to the left turn to the right" The Irish man spoke with his accent while doing as he was told, "Slide to the left slide to the right...cris cross!" The blonde quoted the 'Cha Cha slide' just because he figured it would either make Iris laugh or she'll punch him for making light of this situation.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 2:20 pm
Iris's eyes widdned as she tried to choak down a mix between a cry and a laugh.
She struggled as she spoke in a controled voice, "Mr. Kramer, please hold still for the photograph....or you will be detained."
Stay calm stay calm stay calm stay calm.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 2:32 pm
"Detained?" He spoke with a rather sly smile while lightly seeing Iris' reaction to his goofy act, "For ******** sakes there I hope yare the one ta do that!" London was still smiling to which he was told to stand straight and to face the glass. He did this and had a rather sexy smile painted on his face, "Yah know Iris...these hand cuff might come in handy for yah later...." The man paused while lightly pulling his arms apart from each other to test the quality, "Arthur yah wouldn't mind if I borrow these right?" It was obvious that the blonde just forgot that he had to keep the him and Iris relationship under wraps while he was at the station. He then listened to what Iris said over in his mind and just chuckled lightly, "Yah know you sound really sexy when your all dominant like that!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 10:06 pm
Arthur sighed in exasperation. "Alright, you guys. This is serious. Please cut the goofing around so we can get this process finished" the chief said.
Tony was getting a little more drunk now than before.
"Alright, I'll hand you the bread and then the meat" Anthony said.
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 5:59 pm
((Hey Eternal, would you be able to send Trist and Juliana to work on Rose and Anthony's missing-ness? We're bored XD))
Trist watched the kitten push her head against Juliana's head, purring. She didn't know why there was a myth about cats' eyes being portals into Hell.
A commotion was going on behind the cubicle wall they were sitting in, and the young cop could hear snatches of gossip and whispers coming from some officers. It seemed something was up. Oddly enough, most things that cops talked about didn't end up in a newspaper or anywhere on the media. Cops hated the press. According to one, they were made of "Ink, stink, and paper." Trist thought they were simply paper demons.
She fiddled with the receiver on her radio, hoping a call would hurry up and come in.
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 10:04 pm
((yeah, I was going to have the FBI call Arthur))
Arthur was notified that his phone was ringing, so he left London in the custody of the other police officer there, besides Iris. He went and answered his phone.
After a few moments, Arthur's bellowing could be heard from his office even though his door was closed. "WHAT?!!!...YOU LOST THEM?!!!....YOU'RE THE FBI! HOW COULD YOU...grrrr...What do you mean they were taken out by just some girl with a sword and a gun? How is that possible?! I...NO YOU LISTEN!!! I am a police officer, I work for the city, you are the FBI, YOU WORK FOR THE WHOLE COUNTRY!! If our protection is in your hands...oooh, we're all doomed. How long ago was this?...SO WHY AM I JUST BEING INFORMED NOW?!!" he bellowed. The police chief was enraged. After arguing for a little bit longer, he slammed the phone down and stomped out his office. He spoke with the secretary.
The police secretary called Juliana and Trist over.
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 10:22 pm
((XD))
Rose rolled her eyes, "What you're making a bloody sandwich!?!"
Iris looked at Arthur seriously, "Sir, I'm not the one making lude comments." If she didn't have so much self control, she would be stuttering and blushing maddly.
After Arthur left and another officer replaced him, Iris looked at London, "Turn forward please." And please don't be a charming smart a**....
She left out that last bit, but relaxed a little....until Arthur started yelling and the entire station heard him. Iris looked a little shocked, "And I though I was loud."
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 10:30 pm
"Uh, yeah. What do you think a cold cut is?" Anthony asked.
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 11:01 am
"A cold cut of meat." Grimanced Rose.
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 11:49 am
London smirked as Iris was now placed in control of his photo shoot which he played nice and did as she asked, yet the blonde held a rather seductive grin on his face while doing what he was told. When the photo was taken the blonde spoke while still remaining rather still, "So Iris what's next on this little process?" He asked to which then he heard faintly Arthur screaming and shouting at an FBI agent. Then the man with those forest green eyes just snorted while saying openly, "The FBI are a bunch of idiotic greedy bastards that are just lookin' for fame...they help nobody but themselves..." The man then glanced over at Iris giving her a rather serious look while remaining rather silent.
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