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Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 6:28 pm
Vlad and Dante arrived at the Police station with a Orchid petal in between Vlads fingers and Dante with pictures of a glass hold made with a glass cutter and a round piece of glass that was the culprit. He was wearing gloves as he held the glass he had picked it up that way not wanting to get fingerprints on it or smugde any others.
"Hello? We'd like to report a break in." Dante said gently.
Vlad had spotted Conor and Keith and just smirked. Seeing them behind bars, he was trying hard not to laugh but it showed in his hazel gaze and cocky smile.
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Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 7:03 pm
  “Dude, I know, ******** off for a second!” Conor snapped back at Keith, though it wasn't so much anger at him as it was stress from this whole ******** situation! They were in a cell! And hungry! Conor wanted some goddamned chocolate! And bacon! Or something, but they weren't getting it because, according to the ******** b***h holed up in her office, it wasn't lunch time yet. Well, ******** lunch time, he was hungry! They had skipped breakfast because they.. were teenagers and didn't feel like getting any at the time, but now they were ******** regretting it or at least Conor was. Plus, the whole weed thing gave him the munchies like it did for everyone who smoked pot. So, quadrupled hunger or some s**t.. Yeah, he was pissed. He was sitting on the bench, leaning forward on his knees as he tried to figure out just what to ******** do. They could bail themselves out, but the cop b***h wouldn't let them out and they needed someone to..
Just then, Romane left her office to go back to the cell. She paused as she saw the two Tepes brothers, but not for very long. “Seat yourselves, an officer will be sent to assist you momentarily.” She instructed as she crossed the room to open Rachel's office door, “Officer, there are civilians claiming a break in waiting for assistance.” She informed Rachel before moving back to the holding cell. Well, the prisoners came first! And Romane already was more interested in them than anyone else. They looked like teenagers and.. yet their IDs said otherwise. Plus, she couldn't find much of a file on Leroy Hunt and Joshua Pyre.. It was beginning to alarm her. Though, they were only in for drug use and possession. She stopped in front of their cell and spoke to the one who wasn't bludgeoning their hand against the walls, “You may have one phone call each. I advise you call your legal guardians or family.”
Oh! Conor perked up, grinning – they had a phone call! Which meant, which meant they could call someone to get the money and bail them out! Like, uh.. Oh, ********, he didn't bring Yoakim's number. Okay, uh.. They didn't have any family nearby.. Conor especially didn't.. He could call his boss, but, uh, probably wouldn't look very good on him.. Then there was.. Bela? Oh, ******** no would that b***h help them. Keith's boss? Same reason he wouldn't call his. ..Doris? Nope, cow slut wasn't any use here. The other maids..? Could tell the boss. ..He frowned as the list he came up with wasn't working in their favor at all, but a phone was already handed to them. Yes, the station couldn't afford an actual payphone, so they had to use a wireless hand held the last competent sheriff had bought at the general store. Romane stood there watching him closely in case he tried anything odd, but Conor was too busy trying to figure out just who to – oh.. Oh, but.. well. He remembered.. the number.. He looked at Keith in some kind of apology before he looked back at the device. Alright.. uh. Well.. She.. wouldn't.. uh.. He took a deep breath and dialed the Vatonage home. Blaire could help, right..?
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 7:16 pm
"Hello beautiful lady cop." Vlad said softly and gently. Redhead.. blue eyes. No come back, i want to sleep with you. Kinky... Usually he didnt like cops. Hnnn... Shaking his head Vlad took a seat and relaxed back into it watching Keith and Conor for now. He watched how the Lady cop handled them.
"Not now Vlad i know what your thinking." Dante whispered to him as he sat down besides Vlad.
"Oh.. no, not now.. but soon." Vlad grinned, his eyes going over Romane's curves. Though part of his mind wondered as to what Keith and Conor finally got caught for. He had just seen the boys not too long ago. Yesterday actually. Thats when the break in happened. Keith had come in to apologize, and now he was in jail. Ah.. funny.
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Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 7:18 pm
 ____________________________________________________________ - Rachel Fate & Sophia Fate - ____________________________________________________________ While Romane had these two locked up, Rachel figured she would start on their paperwork. Actually that was most of what she was doing lately, freaking paperwork... oh and patrolling. With the exception of Romane's-never mind. It was half-done, there was so much one could write about teenagers getting high on a playground. Well there was more but that was for the Nirvani Post to cover ethically and morally. She just stated the facts, which were little. Teens getting high on public area. That was about it... But now they had something else apparently. Sophia perked up at the opened door, looking at Romane for a moment. "On it" replied the other as she stood up and left her small office to see the Tepes brothers there. "Good day, my partner said something about reporting a break in?" said the officer as she moved towards the twins. Soon enough Sophia was behind the officer, while Rachel glanced at the items in both men's hands.
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Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 7:31 pm
"Yes it seems a day and a night ago someone broke into our store. They stole our survelience tapes and left this evidence." Dante said as he handed over the rounded glass. "Its cut with a glass cutter, and i wore gloves to not mess up any fingerprints that might be on it." Dante added gently and with a light smile.
"It seems to be all they stole.. along with ruining my window." Vlad added as he turned his attention to Rachel. Cute Dog, he smiled to the Husky and looked back to the girl. Its owner was equally hot. Was this the entire police force..? Dear God now he would have to find a way to get into trouble. He bit his lower lip in thought before leaning forward and placing the flower petal on Rachel's desk.
"They left this as well." Vlad said as he pointed to the Orchid flower petal. "We run the General store by the way. Im Vladimir, thats Dante, were the Tepes twins." Vlad added before he leaned forward. "And you are? My dear lovely law enforcer?" Vlad purred.
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Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 7:58 pm
 ____________________________________________________________ - Blaire Vatonage, Lucas Grey, Rachel Fate, & Sophia Fate - ____________________________________________________________ Dumbfounded was little to what Blaire had felt when she got that call from the station. Luckily, Ellie was out with Rune, so... the elder didn't know the girl was here. However, Lucas wasn't so lenient on this. The teenager kept badgering the other with questions about this. "You don't even know who called!" "Yes I do" "It was anonymous" "No it wasn't" "It could be a killer!" "It was Conor" To that Lucas stayed quiet for a moment, stopping at the door. "Isn't that the same thing?" asked the boy with a raised eyebrow as the girl rolled her eyes and opened the door to go inside. "Blaire!" By now Blaire was already ignoring him. When it came to Conor... well Lucas had a right to be miffed at the guy but... He'd just have to deal with it! Right? That made sense. To her anyways. Besides, she was pretty curious herself. She hadn't seen Conor in years! Was he really in Nirvani? ...Maybe it was stupid to come here, but that was why Lucas was here wasn't he? Or to be glaring at the teenagers in a cell from behind Blaire. "Um, officer? I got a call from here about... a few minutes ago?" However Blaire found herself looking in Conor's direction. Granted there were two in there but... she was sure of something. Only surveillance tapes? What the? "Officer Rachel Fate" replied the blond, keeping a glance at Vlad. What a voice, or purr... "Now about the break in, it's... certainly odd to steal... surveillance tapes" said the woman, confused herself. "One moment." She left the twins for a minute or two to get the necessary bags to take the evidence, and the forms to officially report the event. "Let's start with filling these out then, see where this will end up with our, odd criminal" commented Rachel, handing the forms to Vlad, then opening the small bags to drop in the items.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 8:12 pm
 "Ah, ********> Simply said Keith when he noticed that the two ******** had walked in. Good, just the one he needed to see while he was behind bars. Well, worst than the twins could have been Bela. He would have probably comit suicide right there if it had been her, ********. He simply decided to ignore the twins, for whatever reason they where in the department and instead focused on Conor who was making a weird face. Really, that was almost the same face that he did when he felt guilty about something, like the time he had shove Keith's iPod into the microwave to see what would happen. But really, why would he had that face right now? It wasn't like he was calling Judith or something. Oh well, he was probably calling Thomas who would then fire him or calling the cowslut, in which case he was right to make that face. Neither of the boys wanted to deal with her anymore.
He did understand what that face was for, however, when he noticed Blair enter. He had only saw her once at the cooking festival almost a season ago but, those white hair where hard to forget. Instead, he turned around and looked at Conor with his eyes whide open. "The ********, dude! Like, ********? What the... s**t, ********? Her? Like, really? The... ********! She's going to blow our... unless.... THE ******** DUDE! Have you been keeping contact with her or some s**t like that? Goddamnit s**t ******** hell crap ******** ******** ********! What.... ********!" Yeah, Keith was kinda sorta lost for words. He had never expected Conor to blowup their cover like that, especially now since they knew that Judith was looking for them. And if he had kept contact with her, that would mean he had been lying to him for a season. That was just... ********>
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Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 8:37 pm
"Well i have a hunch on who it is, my dear." Vlad said as he leaned forward onto the table and smiled to Rachel. "A few days ago a cute little number with cotton candy colored hair came into my store. She was dying of dehydration so i gave her a bottle of water which she promptly dumped all over her beautiful form. Not that, that was the problem mind you, but she was so embaressed about it, she demanded to have that delete from my tapes. She claimed id watch them over and over like some pervert." Vlad frowned and shook his head.
"We deleted the tapes but she didnt seem too happy still." Vlad said gently. "I have a feeling... dont ask me how, that she is the one who stole our tapes. Other than that i have no leads." Vlad added to her.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 5:44 pm
  ..Ah, they called.. Blaire Vatonage? She frowned and internally winced at the sight. It wasn't that she disliked Blaire or, well, the girl had been caught doing anything wrong – she was a good student, never did anything criminal, and pretty mature from what it seemed. It was just the family name that made her nervous. Just like looking at Eleanor or Rune. She crossed her arms and nodded, motioning to the cell behind. Exchanging words with a Vatonage sibling wasn't something she liked to do, so motions were far more common with their interactions. Or simply letting Rachel handle it. Though, Rachel was busy with Vladimir and Dante Tepes. Perhaps switching places would have been a better move.. Ah, well, she needed to watch them. Interesting that they would call a fifteen-year-old girl to help.. were they involved? She frowned – had Blaire actually done something wrong for once? Hanging around drug addicts? Well, she had only caught the teens with marijuana, but any drug would eventually lead to harder substances – it was why she was on alert with herself ever since that flower shop incident. No odd cravings for cocaine or methamphetamine had struck her, though, so perhaps she was safe from any addictions.
Conor, who was totally the druggie that Romane had already pegged them both for, stood up as soon as Blaire entered the station. He didn't have much of a comment on Keith's words, because he didn't think he would listen until – yeah, there he went, just flat out cursing. Right, now defend himself. He lowered his voice at the guy and said hurriedly before the white-haired teen could come within range, “No, ********, no, dude. I wouldn't ******** talk with Blaire, I just..” He paused and muttered the next bits, “..looked her up in the phone book. Once. Didn't call or.. anything, just looked.” It was true – he hadn't been talking with Blaire outside of their run ins and that very awkward phone call just then. He wouldn't do that without telling Keith – of course not! It was ******** Keith! They shared ******** everything, not like he was hiding any secrets.
“Who the ******** else am I gonna call? ******** ice b***h, one-eyed whore, cow slut, ********, ********, or, what, your ma?” He retorted heatedly, giving out his nicknames for the whole lot. Bela, Alice, Doris, Dante, and Vlad, then, of course, Judith. They didn't have many ******** options! Plus, the twins were back there probably mocking them! The ******** were they gonna do? “Blaire wouldn't talk if I explained the s**t to her – she doesn't have to ******** know you – you didn't really know her.” Only a few talks here and there when they were little – Conor did practically ditch Blaire every time Keith came around. Because she was a girl and no ******** way could a girl compete with hanging out with the only guy. ..Only real guy. He turned back and looked at Blaire with barely hidden excitement, even considering their positions. It was Blaire! And she knew who he ******** was – Blaire with tits! He could call her that later, right? But, wh- ...His face fell when he saw who was with her. ******** Lucas. “Blaire! Who the ******** is that?” He gave a nod at the blond, though he already knew the answer. Just wasn't gonna admit he could recognize that ******** pansy.
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 6:02 pm
 ____________________________________________________________ - Blaire Vatonage, Lucas Grey, Rachel Fate, & Sophia Fate - ____________________________________________________________ The hostility here left both teenagers quiet for a moment, right before it clicked, at least for Lucas first. "...Yeah that's him... Can we leave him there?" Lucas broke that second-long silence as Conor was finished talking. "Hush" replied Blaire immediately, looking at the boy, now clicking it herself. Surprisingly enough, she let out a smirk to Conor. "I knew it! It was you!" While the teenager was grinning like an idiot for that discovery, Lucas smacked his forehead. Yes, that was his best friend, and she was awesome... but when it came to Conor she was never really... well smart. "It's Lucas... remember?" "Of course he remembers. Every bloody rock in Nirvani remembers..." muttered the blond, remembering those rocks he was chucked at... the fights... the ugh... everything. Blaire stiffled a laugh at that, if only because Lucas still held that against him. But that didn't last long, because the white haired girl dropped the smile and glanced at the two prisoners. "...What did you do?" He did call her for a reason... what the hell had they been up to anyways? She had seen the other one right? At the Treasure Hunt! Oh but it still confused her... Rachel looked at the two a bit oddly as she set the bags down. That was a strange request... and an even stranger reason to break in to a store... "Well, we'll check. Do you know the name of that little number?" asked the officer, looking at Vlad. With only little details missing of reporting this in, the next would be investigating... well it was a lead.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 6:22 pm
Keith didn't replied anything to Conor. More because he didn't have time than because he didn't want too. Instead, he simply glared back at Conor with a -I hope you know you're bottoming tonight- look. What else was he suppose to do? The girl was already there and he wouldn't be punching Conor. Now, that would have been too much! It was still Conor after all. But ********, what went through his head? Did he had some sort of boy crush on Snow White there or something? ******** Pansies. He returned his attention toward the two new comers, obviously displeased by them. Well, at least the boy that was with her was good looking. He'd rape him. Yeah, he didn't ******** feel like trying anymore. A knife to his throat will be all the ******** convincing he needed. He gave an exasperated sigh and moved to the back of the cell. He was going to do any goddamn talking with them. ********.
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 8:05 pm
"Let me see.. she orginally said her name was Nadia.. but then she claimed it was Leila Jeane. So one of those.. if either are her real name. She has cotton candy colored hair, a great physic and blue eyes.. my ultimate weakness." Vlad said with a soft smile. "Im afraid thats all i can give you.... no wait a minute." Vlad said as a thought occured to him, he frowned.
"She had also purchased some.. odd items. rope.. a glass cutter.. hnn... She also left me this." Vlad said as he produced the card teh girl had given him. On it was written-
Leila Jeane - Room 108 Sleeping Dragon Inn #tel 555-1536 Call me ;D <3
"Now.. come to think of it. She has to be my culprit. I was just to blind before to see it. If i remember correctly her list of purchased items where.. Twenty feet of rope, a hook, a glass cutter, some gloves, fancy gloves, as well as lipstick, pink lipstick, three pens does, fishnet socks, Duct tape, and makeup powder." Vlad said searching through his memories. "Oh im an idiot." Vlad sighed and sat back. Damn.. blue eyes.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2010 9:35 pm
  Conor actually gave a small, timid smile at Blaire when she recognized him – she remembered? His attention went from the kid he used to pick on to Blaire in a second. ********, it had been.. years and she still could recognize him. Just like that..? Well, sure, it took her a bit and he had to outright say it, but she believed him and wasn't flipping him off or leaving him or any of that s**t. He forgot that Keith was pissed and stood up to stand against the bars, hands deep in his pockets and shoulders shrugged up nervously. This was Blaire. God, someone he knew from back then who still knew him. Did she, uh, think about him or was he..? He swallowed, then laughed, “Uh, we were.. Jo-.. er, Ke-.. Leroy. Leroy and me were hanging at the park and.. uh, smoking some.. s**t..” He took a breath and looked at the officer, who didn't make any move to explain their charges for him. b***h. “We were.. uh, caught with weed – hey, Lucas.” He looked at the blond with a frown before going back to Blaire, “Yeah.. so, uh, have you met Leroy? Hey, Leroy, this is Blaire, this is, uh.. ********, this is.. Lucas.. we were.. friends? Dude, you remember Lucas, right? Short, scrawny, quiet? Think he wore glasses – uh, Blaire, you wear glasses now, huh..? Cool, that's cool.” He hated glasses. Still, on Blaire, they weren't.. so bad. He scuffed his shoes. Right, this was awkward. He couldn't open his mouth without glancing from person to person and.. he really wasn't used to being like this. Had he ever been like this?
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2010 10:46 pm
Keith stared at his friend with his eyes wide open. Three words were on repetition in his head. What the ********. What the ******** was up with Conor. He was acting like... like... Like one of those schoolboys they used to bully back at St-Suplice-des-Douleurs-Martyrs. "The ********, dude?" He finally said out loud. There... must've been a reason why he was acting like that... was it just an act? So Blair wouldn't go snitch on them? Or maybe that was he he panicked... Keith didn't really remember seeing Conor panicking because that would have usually meant that he was too...
He stood up and walked closer to the door, albeit stoping before it. He simply rested his back on the wall, about a feet away from the door. "Me and Snow White met last week... Never saw Blondie. I'm not from here, unlike you, remember?" ********, what was up with his friend... A bit more and he would be like a school girl in love or something. Gross.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 9:49 am
 ____________________________________________________________ - Blaire Vatonage, Lucas Grey, Rachel Fate, & Sophia Fate - ____________________________________________________________ "Weed..." repeated the girl slowly. "Weed." It took her a bit to register that one, before glancing at Keith-er Leroy. "Hey..." she stopped to shake her head at, well the whole situation. "Hm, hey..." barely mumbled Lucas, focusing now on Blaire. "So... He's in jail for drugs. Must've been some fun years. Not that it wasn't-Ooof." Right about there, Blaire stopped him with an elbow to his stomach. Hey even for a fit teenager an unexpected jab would hurt. Lucas cleared his throat and kept a glare at his friend. Now when he saw her glance at the officer, he knew what was coming, and that wasn't what he wanted her to do. "Excuse me-" "Blaire-" "-what will it cost-" "-don't you dare-" "-bail I mean to-" "-no, think on it-" "-get them out?" "You're hopeless!" Lucas finishing in exasperation, raising a hand to his forehead, and rubbing his temples in frustration. Call it an everlasting grudge, but it WAS Conor. Maybe for that very reason was why Blaire was considering this... Rachel tried to stiffle that laugh, she managed, but it still ended as a chuckle. "Ah Mr. Tepes, it does seem blue eyes are your weakness. Luckily, you don't have to worry about me" said the blond looking at Vladimir for a moment, slightly joking at that last part. She did after all have green eyes. The officer wrote down the information nonetheless, and took a seat herself. "Now... do you still want me to go through with this?" They already had their culprit... how they wanted to handle this was debatable. Though they could arrest her... Could they?
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