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 Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 10:21 pm
 x████████x x████████x Bela was undeniably pissed now. What. The. ********> Twelve people, in one cell! What was Romane, stupid?! Bela had been the last to be pushed inside, leaving her front pressed up against the bars. And she could feel people everywhere around her, even... was someone touching her somewhere indecent?! FOR FREE?!? "Keith, you ******** a**!" she shrieked, trying to turn around. Her breasts had brushed Alice, but just a little. As she was finally facing inward, she grabbed for Keiths' shirt. And as people were squirming, she reached for Keith and smacked the back of his head. Just like Alice that other time. "Where do you get off slapping my a** like that!" she growled, her blue eyes boring into his. Ignoring the wriggling bodies all around them.  x████████xBELA JAMES x████████x THE BACKSTABBING b***h
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 4:27 pm
 ❤ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [ Holly Valentine ]▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❤ Holly spent the majority of the time clinging onto Kade, her eyes huge and watery, but at least she stopped sobbing when there was more than four people now. Still, she was scared! Kade will keep her safe! Well, he could be used as a human shield in case someone starts shanking each other. Or if someone tries to rape her, she can always throw Kade at them and hope they decide to rape him instead. Oh no! Bela and Keith smacked each other! Well... kinda. But still! this meant gang fight! Between the other gangs in the cell, and knife-raping, and then drug smuggling and then she'll be put up as a prisoner prostitute to gain protection from a gang and... Holly watched way too many prison movies with Andy.
❤ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❤
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 7:02 pm
 
“No! I murdered someone!” He proclaimed, denying that restraining order idea. He couldn't have her believing that!! ..Oh, but, murder wasn't any better, was it..? “Um, no, no, I didn't murder someone, but I had my scissors on me because I was gonna get them sharpened and.. um, I was.. well, I was..” He paused and squirmed closer to Holly, trying not to touch the scary eye-patch guy and those strippers..! “I dunno! I dunno why I'm here! Do you think Ellie called the cops on me?! But, I didn't mean to upset her!!” He sniffed and turned to wrap his arms around Holly, sobbing into her shirt. He didn't understand this one bit! And this was scary! He was gonna get raped and maimed and.. and all sorts of horrible things!
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Oh, this sucked. What the ********?! Why were they even in jail?! Conor hadn't done s**t but leave the room and head over to the club! He didn't even get to finish his drink and now he was handcuffed by some.. ******** pink, fuzzy s**t to some gay-a** dude. At least the cop took off those handcuffs before leaving them. But, that didn't change the facts. They were still in a small cell with several others – did he know anyone here? Let's see.. He didn't know – oh, ********! He looked at Keith urgently, pausing to snicker at the smack to Bela. Ah, good stuff. Wait, no, wait he had something to say. He nudged Keith with his elbow and nodded towards the back of the cell, where Gladice and some murder- what? Er, never mind. Where Gladice was. She wouldn't recognize s**t, right? Well, she hadn't before, but, just in case.. It was good to alert Keith to her before she saw them. He put his attention on Walter for a second when he spoke and snorted. “Dude, you gotta speak like that? Sound like a ******** queen.. ********, man, I'm stuck next to a ******** fairy.” He said irritatedly to Keith. He hated accents, made it harder to understand someone. Always gave him a headache and a bad mood.. Especially when he was stuck with two of them. French p***k and British fairy. ..Great..
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 7:54 pm
  "YOU'RE A MURDERER?!" Exclaimed Gladice before the boy had any time to explain himself. Who had he killed? Was it poor Eleonore? Or maybe Rune? Or even worst, Yoakim! No wait... no way that her grandson would have let himself be killed by Kade. It would have been too much of a shame to his ego... unless Kade poisoned him. Oh, the little b*****d! And she had fed him all that time! She was already grabbing her cane, ready to smack him into tomorrow when he finally explained himself. Ohhh, he was just charged on possible murder... Could it be the mayor? Could Gaston be trying to put everyone she knew in jail.... that strangely didn't sound as far fetched as she would have hoped too... "You know what? I think it's Gaston who's behind all this! He got me and the poor girl here arrested for suspicion of terrorism! And what about your Sweety? You don't need to cry! Just say that you have AIDS, no one will rape you, honey!" Yeah, Gladice usually had better advise than that, but she was too upset to actually think before talking.
Keith, on the other hand, wasn't talking at all. No, he was too busy smirking and letting the occasional chuckle. Oh Bela. She was a funny piece of a**. He winked at her and blew her a kiss from afar. Gosh, he wanted to tap that! Oh well, she was still a ******** b***h. He gave a glance in the direction Conor was pointing him too. Oh? What was she doing there? ******** cop was crazyer than he had though. "No worries dude. She didn't notice at the cooking festival, she won't notice now" He said shrugging. He also completely ignored Integra and her lackey. She wasn't interesting anymore, being sure she was getting fired, and her bodyguards, as hot as the french man could be, were still ******** annoying... However..."Did someone talked about rape? ********, yeah! I say Orgy in a jail!" He said loud enough, making sure that everyone heard him. He didn't though that anyone would take him seriously, but at least he could scare that pansy boy over there with the crybaby clinging to him.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 9:01 am
"No one will rape anyone." Pip said to everyone.
"Not if we have anything to say about it ol chap." Walter added. "And as for you boys.." Walter said before he moved quick for a mortal, and punched Conor low in his gut. "That is for calling me a fairy and the bloody s**t i know you and your boyfriend over there are up to."
Pip slapped Keith up the backside of his head and shoved him up against the bars of the cell. "You are a little pissant. No orgies and no rape you devious little s**t!" Pip added before he released Keith. "And 'onestly, i t'ink Madame officer 'as just lost eet. Maybe too much coffee or stress."
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 10:31 pm
~~~
Conor, across the cell from Kade, was holding his stomach and struggling for air again. The hell was that?! It took him a few seconds to straighten back up and even longer to comprehend just what had hit him. Did the fairy – oh. Oh, hell no. He glanced at Keith who had Pip on him at almost the same moment Conor was punched. Before he could gather the situation and respond in Keith's defense, however, Pip had already backed off. He scowled at the pair for a moment, checking on Keith from the corner of his eye to make sure the guy was alright. What the ******** was up with him getting grabbed by every goddamned p***k he met?! He was getting tired and frustrated over it. The cell was pretty crowded, though, so every movement had him pushing into someone else.. Then again, since when did Conor care about everyone else?
“The <********> you two think you are?” He spat out with a shove to Walter, solely because Walter was the taller of the two and.. Conor really hated being shorter than them. “Getting cheap ******** shots then acting ******** proud on it?” Rather, they had gone back to chatting over something else, but that was beside the point. They caught them both off guard and went on to act like the bigger pricks! He looked back at Keith and grinned, “Hey, you think Goldilocks the b***h here? I'd say even the pink whore would top him.” That was Conor! Going back to insults the moment he had his breath.
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Romane had come back in, this time being pushed in by one Neil Murrow. She didn't expect such enthusiasm for being arrested, but.. er.. well. At least he was off the streets. Willingly. She took over in leading him to the cell once they were inside, taking off his cuffs and guiding him inside the cell, careful not to let anyone out. It took a few moments of holding people back from falling out and letting Neil have time to find someplace to stand inside, but she managed to get it done.
~ Neil Murrow deposited! ~
Instead of leaving immediately, however, she simply stared at the amount she had gathered. It was a rather small town, everyone should be safe for the night with this many criminals behind bars. At least she felt safer being able to watch them all in one controlled location. That way, if any of them were innocent, they were safe because she was supervising! Never mind that Conor and Keith had been.. been.. She paused her thoughts and held back a yawn. This was the start of her second night without sleep.. And, considering everything that had happened.. She was pretty damned tired. Even if her drive was pulling her through for the last few hours, she could use a little rest or she may end up just falling asleep outside. The idea frightened her enough to have her exiting to her office for a nap. They were behind bars, correct? That was good enough for her. She closed her office door behind her and left everyone to sit behind bars.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2010 7:30 pm
    _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Hayden Rusacanth, Rachel Fate, Sophia Fate, & Alice 'Madame Mia' Ladd_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ ...Hayden really, really, really didn't like this. Just what had he done? Look at a FLOWER!! Then that... crazy woman dumped him in jail! Sure at first, he hoped to talk to her... but then even more people came. And more. And more. And more. And... now he was backed up against-well it was hard and he wasn't sure if it was the floor or the wall. Just that this wasn't nice. All the squirming and yelling... and possible rape and orgies just had the artist in a bad mood. There were many words to describe Alice at this moment, and possessed could be one of them. She was in jail... with what? Twelve people? Hell maybe more! "Will you guys shut the ******** up!?" snapped the woman from wherever point she was in the cell. All she knew was that those were Bela's breasts, and she didn't really need that right now. "Now is really not the time to fix your libido, you horny bastards..." There had to be someone with a brain in this town! Please there couldn't be one guard here. One loony, bitchy, useless-Right then the door to the station opened, and the usual padding of Sophia's paws and Rachel's footsteps were silenced by the hell brought to the station by... well... "Looks like everything's peaceful girl" commented Rachel as she walked inside. Yeah not for long. The yelling and arguing could be easily be heard, and that had her raising an eyebrow. Sophia reacted quicker, moving over to the front of the cell and starting to bark up a storm. As soon as the blond lifted her gaze from her canine companion to the cell in front of her, Rachel's jaw dropped wide open. H-How many people were in there? W-Why were there so many people here? Who-...Romane... Who else could arrest people!? But... "What the hell is going on here?" Was just about what the officer could say. Where was Romane anyways? ((Regarding Paradox: Let's just go with bailed and checked and sum it up eventually. >.>))
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 7:10 pm
 x x Mystery Fighter X ❤ ❤ ❤"There I was completely wasting, out of work and down, all inside it's so frustrating as I drift from town to town...""Isn't it obvious Rachel? Romane has gone off the deep end." The mysterious fighter named X said, he stood a little bit behind Rachel, to her right. "The woman is bringing forth her own personal law into the city, not the law which we are here to abide! She must be stopped before it is too late, and both jail cells are too full. As overcrowded prisons are heavy burdens on the tax payers!" He then took out pamphlets which he threw at the people in the jail cell. The selection of pamphlets that he threw at them are below;
Why cursing is bad Keith, Conor and Alice
The dangers of drug abuse Keith, Conor and Integra
Privacy and you Neil, Kade and Alice
AIDs and STDs awareness Keith, Conor, Bela, Holly and Kade
The importance of abstinence Integra, Keith, Conor and Kade
Smoking and cancer Pip, Walter, and Keith
Dignity and you Integra, Bela, Keith and Kade
Self-esteem in teenage girls Bela, Integra, Kade, Alice, and Holly
The dangers of alcohol Kade, Integra, and Bela
Recycling Neil, Hayden, Integra and Alice
Vasectomy's Hayden, Walter and Keith
Why no one likes you (because you're fat) Bela
There we go! there goes all of X's extra pamphlets that he no longer needed. X turned to look at Rachel. "Don't worry Rachel! I - the mysterious protector of the people, even if half of the people are not worth protecting - shall go find Romane and bring her to justice!" He said, before handing Rachel three pamphlets ... called; 10 Reason why Mystery Fighter X makes you cream your pants, 5 Reasons why you will masturbate to X tonight, and the last one was rather depressing; Why your sister's death was not your fault. After X handed her those, he left the police station in a quick dash! No time for fun and games no more, this city - HIS city - needed him~!
...of course he had no idea where Romane was, or else he would have probably started looking in Romane's office.
/Mystery Fighter X exits.
x x Breaking the Law, Breaking the Law! ❤ ❤ ❤"...feel as though nobody cares if I live or die, so I might as well begin to put some action in my life!"
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 7:20 pm
Integra just laughed at her pamphlets and said no more.
Walter used his to lite a new cigarette, as did Pip. They did silence and behave once Alice spoke up.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 8:24 pm
Had he... Had he just punched Conor? Oh no... Oh ******** no. If there was one thing that Keith could not stand or forgive was someone hitting Conor. In only a second, death could be seen in his eyes. He was in a ******** prison, nothing stopped him from killing that b*****d. He shove his hand in his pocket, going directly for his knife. He would stab that ********, gut him out, gouge his eyes! He would make sure to slice him up as much as he could before someone stopped him. The one problem, however... was that his pocket were empty! He couldn't fine the knife! Where was it? Where was his knife? No, it couldn't... where... Oh ********. That b***h had taken it out when they had arrived! ********. Oh well, he would just have to jump on him and - Owch! The ********! Oh ******** great, the other ******** just hit him. For what ******** reason? It wasn't as bad as Conor's but.. still. He gave a death glare at the Frenchmen before moving closer to Conor, making sure that his friend was alright. Was he threatening Alice? No really. Just giving her the idea of firing them. He couldn't really do anything about Walter... yet. But getting rid of the b***h and frenchy would do it for now.
Okay! That was enough for Gladice. She might have been old, but she wasn't dead yet. She moved in closer to all four of the boys that were almost fighting and slammed her cane on all of their head. "Enough! Learn to act like adults!" She then proceed, with the help of her can, to move all four of them to four different corners of the cell. Of course, this was met with a lot of swearing from Keith, but he couldn't protest too much, by risk of revealing to her who he really was. "Now you four are going to stop acting like children and behave!" she was about to keep talking in order to put some control in that room (she was still a goverment official afterall!) when Romane came back... being pushed by Neil who was only happy to finally have an insider's scoop on murderer's row!
The man didn't wast a moment! He moved directly at Intergra, who he reconised (eh, he was still a male) from his files that might or might not have been aquire legally. "Ah! You are miss [insert last name that I forgot] aren't you? How do you like our little island? Treeting you well up till now? I heard you have just move? Did you got cought being in the wrong place at the wrong time? Drug perhaprs? you do look like someone who had just been sniffing coke! Bad girl, very bad girl!" Not really waiting for an answer, he moved in Hayden's dirrection. "And you are mister Rusencanth, aren't you? I heard you were quite the slut. Is that true? Did an ex-girfriend called the police on you? Did you perhaps gave her syphilis while being aware you were a carrier? How many illegitimate babies do you have? Are the rumours about you being in human trafficking true? How many dollars can a man in that business make?" Once again, he didn't wait for an answer to move to someone else! There were too many people to interview! He didn't knew where to go first! What about... That girl he didn't knew! Someone he didn't knew was rare! He then move next to her (River) "What about you miss? I have never seen you before. Are you new here? What's your name? What are you doing here? Both in Nirvani and in Jail, I mean. Did you kill someone miss? You look like a murderer! How did you kill them? Poison? Stab? Strangled? Suffocation? Wait, that's the same thign... Maybe you drown them? Pushed them in front of a car? What about the body? Where is it now? Did you bury it? Burned it? Cannibalized it? WHERE IS IT?" Okay, enough of no-name girl, need to move to someone else! This time he moved to the blue haired boy, raised his finger and looked at him. "Uh...hmm... Nope, you aren't interesting!" No time to waste, no time to waste... he needed more! More! MORE! MORE TRUTH!
It was around that time that the other cop, Rachel came in. Gladice moved toward the cell to explain to her what was happening when MFX beat her to it. She let him do it, mostly because she was more shocked about it than anything else. "Ah? No panflet for me?" Well, that was a bummer. Keith, on the other hand, hand about twice as much as anyone in there! What was that supose to mean? He looked them up. "Why cursing is bad? Uh, Cursing is catharsis. I curse instead of stabbing people you should all be happy of that...The danger of drug abuse... We've been told that already, it's stupid. AIDs and STDs awareness... That's why I always use a rubber, moron. The importance of abstinence.. eh? Is there even a good reason to stay a virgin? It's just boring... Smoking and Cancer... We're all gonna die, anyway. Dignity and you? The ********? Like if we need that... Vasectomy's Oh... that one might be useful... not like I want any ******** child.
Neil, on the other hand, totally ignored them. Not like it was any important, he still had to discover more TRUTH!
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 8:52 pm
_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Hayden Rusacanth, Rachel Fate, Sophia Fate, & Alice 'Madame Mia' Ladd_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Why him!? What was wrong with that guy? Those questions!! Oh he's gone... Yeah! But those questions would probably come to make him reflect on them back home. Or this new guy would traumatize him further... Recycling "I do this!" Vasectomy's "Uh... isn't this painful?" Heeeeeell no. This wasn't happening... ever. No. Okay maybe in his 50's or some-NO. Not happening. Period. You do it mysterious figure! Ha!Oh this day just couldn't get any better... "Keith ******** you and shut up!" Not a good day really. Why cursing is bad, Privacy and you, Self-esteem in teenage girls... Alice had to snort at this. What the hell? Cursing? Privacy? Self-esteem? Oh go preach to your a** death cloak... The brunette shook her head slightly and glanced at Rachel, "She did, now get us out now. Do something about that deranged officer you have" stated the club owner. Oh for the love of-! Rachel was furious. Did Romane really-? Well all these in a cell... Yes it didn't seem that far-fetched with Romane for some reason. Sure, her mood had to take a moment to wonder just who the hell was this idiot passing out pamphlets to everyone. Before Rachel opened her mouth the guy left some pamphlets for her and dashed off. How did he know her anyways? How did-What the hell were those things? She only raised an eyebrow at the first two, now the last one, brought her back to being furious. "Oh screw you" said the blond tossing the pamphlets to the floor. It did hit a nerve. While Rachel moved to open the cell and get these people out of that hell, Sophia kept going around, first after that figure and back to the cell, sniffing each person as they soon would get out. Which was for a bit since that cell emptied out pretty quick. Well with the madness going in there who wouldn't? Actually a few had fallen on the floor due to the massive amount of people. "Do me a favor and stay in the station while I straighten this out. Not for me, for you" spoke up the blond before practically speeding to Romane's office. Of course, Sophia stayed behind, but our husky was trained, she planted her Siberian butt in the exit so no possible criminal could escape... though none of them were... Well charged. "Officer Romane Bissette! Care to explain just what the hell were there almost fifteen civilians in one cell?" snapped the blond as soon as she closed the door behind her. She was pissed, she was glaring, and those pamphlets hadn't helped any.
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 4:13 am
Conor had shuffled out of the cell, his mind set on the pamphlets tossed at him and everyone a few minutes prior. He didn't give a s**t that cop b***h had gone off the deep end, as.. crazy ******** put it. All he knew was that they were out and had yet another ******** moron to put on their list of people he wanted to kill. Plus.. he was cool. Since he didn't have to call Blaire in again – twice in one week? What the hell would she think – er. Right, pamphlet. Why Cursing Is Bad.. The ******** is he talking about? He didn't put any ******** curses on anyone! Voodoo s**t was for crazy ******** like gas-mask guy. The Dangers of Drug Abuse. Heard it, done it, didn't give a s**t. He sat down on a metal chair as he tossed aside that pamphlet along with the 'AIDs and STDs Awareness and went to the next and last.
The Importance of Abstinence. He stopped and raised an eyebrow, staring at it long and hard. He leaned forward, closer to the paper, and stared at the picture on the cover for an even longer period. Then, he flipped it open and started to read the first few sentences. He frowned and skimmed over the rest, glancing at bullet points, making a small note of the numbers and addresses, and admiring the organization put into the little, disposable pamphlet. He folded it up, looked at the title again, then looked over the crowd. Okay, uh.. No, no, no, <********> no.. Oh. He could work. He stood up and set a hand on Hayden's shoulder, pulling him around to face Conor. He held up the pamphlet and asked, in a hushed tone, “The ******** is 'absssteenaaansse'?” He questioned, glancing back to sound out the word to him. ..Hey, it was a big ******** word!
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The blue-haired hairdresser came out of the cell slowly along with the others, holding the pamphlets to his chest with a small frown while his other hand held tightly onto Holly's hand. For comfort.. Who was being comforted more was probably a better question to wonder. Neil Murrow, editor of the Nirvani Post, had looked right at him and.. then ignored him! Even said he was boring! There wasn't anything interesting about Kade, he was just a regular, boring, dull person who had nothing.. nothing special about them! He had blue hair, didn't he?! Didn't that make him different? Make him stand out?! Of course, that woman had pink hair and.. and she was.. more interesting than Kade.. was pink the in thing now?! He puckered his lips in a quivering pout and looked at the pamphlets in hand. Maybe they could make him feel better?
'Privacy and You?' True, he was a bit of a gossip.. A boring, obviously dumb gossip who had to talk about other people because his own life was just that uninteresting. He had to steal other people's lives so people would want to talk with him! Um, wait, he was gonna cry if he read this one.. He threw it away and looked at the next one. 'AIDs and STDs Awareness'.. Did he..? Did that mystery person think he was.. carrying or at risk or something? Oh, great. He looked like he was diseased to a stranger. A boring, diseased person. He threw that away and looked at – Abstinence?! But, did he – but.. Wait! No, he couldn't be – He tossed that one aside and flipped through the next three. Dignity?! Alcohol?! Self-esteem?! He hiccuped and dropped those inside the trash can too. He.. he.. he was a boring, uninteresting, disease-carrying, alcoholic, lonely, slut! Was that how everyone saw him?! He turned and, as he had multiple times throughout this, clung to Holly to sob. His life was hooorrriiiibllle~!
~~~
Romane was sitting in her chair, arms folded and working as a make-shift pillow for her as she napped over her desk. The rings under her eyes and ruffled hair spoke mountains on the facts of her status. She hadn't slept since she last saw Rachel – well, not counting these twenty minutes spent in her office. Most stations didn't provide a private office for simple officers, but the town was rather small and with a moron for a mayor, they ended up with a room for each officer. Romane's was rather simple. A metal desk, an unused computer, and a few file cabinets for her to keep her notes in. The desk was organized and neat to a compulsive extent, everything in the exact spot that it would have been every single time Rachel came in for one thing or another. No dust, no dirt, no clutter – it was almost like someone was preparing for a photo shoot or something. But, no, this was Romane's office, how she liked it and would always keep it because a small town didn't give her enough work to keep her completely busy.
Surprisingly, Romane didn't wake up even when the door was opened and Rachel came in.. Though, maybe it wasn't that much of a shock. She had been moving around town, apprehending 'criminals', with no sleep after being.. 'touched' and her home burning down. That was a lot of stuff for one person! It was gonna take a little more than a door opening to wake her up! That little something happened when the blond opened her mouth to bark out at the fellow officer. Romane twitched awake, giving a small jerk of her head before standing up, at attention, and already grabbing at her gun to shoot – er, threaten – no, show.. wait. Rachel? She let her pistol slide back into it's holster and stared at the blond for a good second or two, trying to figure out just what had her partner angered. “I apologize, Officer Fate, is there something you require? I am busy.” Sleeping, but she wouldn't say that. It sounded too.. lazy and odd that she would sleep in her office instead of a much more comfortable inn room.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 6:56 am
River had been silent the entire time since she had been 'deposited' into the cell with all of those people. She had been a little noisy on the way there, mainly because she hoped that if she chirped enough, Romane would get tired of having to listen and would let her go. But now that she was here with all of these people, she decided to be quiet. Maybe if she let the others make a fuss, Romane would forget that she was there and wouldn't ask her any questions. But in the case that this plan didn't work, she desperately wracked her brain for the excuse she had always used back in high school... It was a good one, too. It got her out of a few run-ins with the police. And if you can convince a police officer several times that they're holding an innocent passerby when you're obviously dressed like a typical gang member and you're even holding the bloody bar, you know you have a good excuse. But River could not remember, for the life of her, what that was. Maybe she was hanging around Daniel too much and he was rubbing off on her.
She took a moment to glance up at the others. Why were the others so upset? It was obvious they were all framed -- err, most of them -- but River was the one with a record! None of it had ever been put to paper, but she had done some scary s**t! And now she was completely panicked.
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 1:41 pm
x████████xx████████xBela had stumbled backward, trying to avoid getting caught up with Keith and Pip. She raised her hands and breathed in through her teeth, when the blow connected. Yowch! That s**t had to hurt! One good thing about being a woman, guys were always too p***y to hit you. But when your a guy... like Keith and Connor, you'd best be careful. She had stared as Alice started shouting, quite unsurprised with the one eye'd woman's outburst. But then, "The ********>" she asked, her eyes looking over Mystery Fighter X. And as she heard the kid's speech, was handed some pamphletes. Aids and STD Awareness? I use protection, damn it! She disposed of that waste of good paper. Hey, it could have been used to make a dollar, instead! Dignity and you, which confused Bela. She had dignity! She didn't sleep with minors, and most of the time, refused to go full commando onstage. How else was she supposed to hold those bills?! G-string, of course! So, she quickly dropped the pamphlete to the floor. Dangers of alcohol, she read. She was blonde, people already thought she was stupid. Like a few less brain cells was such a problem. She tossed that one over her shoulder, the pamphlete hitting Walter in the arm and fluttering to the ground. Self-esteem in teenage girls, she read aloud. Dropping it as soon as it said teenage girls, it would surely talk about sharing and caring crap. And lastly,
Why nobody likes you (because you're fat)
WHAT. THE. ********> Bela was NOT fat! With indignation, she threw it to the ground and stepped on it. "Alice, can you believe that?! It said I was fat!" she exclaimed, rubbing her foot over it even more. And then, they were all left behind, to be watched by a dog... a very cute, but kinda scary, dog. Siberian Husky dogs were the s**t! You know, after Pitbulls. "Are we really being watched by a dog, right now?" she leaned back toward Keith, eyeing the husky. Bela was untrustworthy of most dogs. She had a dog that bit her often, back when she was young. Before her father finally gave it a stroll, wherein the dog never came back.
x████████xBELA JAMESx████████x
THE BACKSTABBING b***h
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 8:39 pm
_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Hayden Rusacanth, Rachel Fate, Sophia Fate, & Alice 'Madame Mia' Ladd_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ So they couldn't go? Damn it... What was there to check? Romane went bat crazy and locked them all up! Well they should probably figure out why she went bat crazy... Next time she might just shoot everyone. Hayden's train of thought was broken by a hand on his shoulder, and a teenager in front of him. Maybe older... Eh. "Abstinence?" corrected the man looking at him. "You know? When you don't have sex until you're married?" answered the sculptor with a slight smirk. Well he knew what abstinence meant, but that practice went out the window a lot of years ago.Freedom! Finally! At least Rachel had a brain... Well she knew that but-Never mind. Her attention was taken away by an offended Bela. Okay she had to admit that lightened up her mood, enough for a smile. "You're not fat... just-Oh never mind" chuckled the owner. The pamphlets she received, that were now on the floor, were bullshit and she knew it. As it was being watched by a dog... "Well it is a police dog..." Yeah Alice wasn't convinced either.Sleeping on the job? No, pointing a gun at her no less. "Busy?" repeated the blond. "No you're not. You were busy though, for whatever ******** reason, to arrest all of those civilians! I will ask again, care to tell me why?" Rachel was a little pissed... okay really pissed. But it wasn't misdirected rage... completely, just 15%, the rest was about this situation. She waited for two seconds for Romane to say something, and looked her partner over. Who looked like crap. Really. Had she even slept? That softened the superior a good deal. "You look horrible... What's going on with you?" asked Rachel seriously. How Romane would answer any of that... well they would see. "Because a normal, well officer wouldn't have pulled this crap without notifying her superior. I.E. ME."
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