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 Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 5:40 pm
Darlin...? :::She meant to think it, but it came out entirely audible. She quickly got back on track though:::
I'm going with him. :::She nods to Luke, and looks at the officer through the mirror:::
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 5:45 pm
**McCreedy chuckled**
"With him". Right.
**McCreedy turns on his recorder again**
Alright. Lets get your contact info. Name, Date of Birth, Address, Phone Number, Name and phone for your folks. That should do for now.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 5:53 pm
*Luke shifts in his seat. He's worried now. Cora doesn't have information. He can only tell so many lies before getting caught up in them - especially when it's to a cop, even this one. He also still hasn't decided whether he's gonna give this guy his real name or real information...*
I understand you need information. But we're not being arrested for any offense. You would have taken us to the station, right?
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 5:58 pm
**McCreedy let out a deep sigh**
Look, kid. If I was going to arrest you or the girl, I wouldn't be asking you for your information now. There would be plenty of time for that back at the precinct. However, if our hyped up loverboy gets into a jam, and the D.A.'s office needs a statement from you or somesuch, we need to be able to get in touch with you. So if you don't mind, kid? I'd kinda like to get this taken care of.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 5:59 pm
:::Cora looked at Luke nervously:::
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 6:05 pm
*Luke runs his hands over his face and presses them together in front of his nose. He suddenly wished he hadn't had quite so much hard liquor. If he'd just stuck with beer, his brain'd be clear by now.*
*Luke gets this much. If he gives this cop his fake ID, he's gonna call Brad Palermo instead of him when it's time to testify. Luke wasn't getting arrested, but if he didn't give his real information - the a*****e they took in might walk.*
*Alright. He already knew what he was going to do. He just had to do it.*
Okay.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 6:07 pm
Its recording, Son. So whenever you're ready.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 6:15 pm
*Luke cleared his throat. He took a minute. The situation was more under control than it had been a moment ago. He still felt like he might throw up.*
My name is Lucas Blaize. I was born on August 21, 1982. I live at 1007 Hannan Hall on the University of Pennsylvania Campus.... *Luke gave him his campus phone number, as well as the address of his home in Media, PA in the suburbs outside Philly.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 6:20 pm
Alright. How about you, Hon? What's your info?
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 6:22 pm
:::Cora's eyes got rather wide, and she looked straight at Luke for some kind of hint...what was she supposed to do?:::
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 6:25 pm
*Luke sighs, thinking "So, Mr. Blaize when did you life start to go downhill?" "Well, it all started when I was sitting in the back of a police car with a girl from 1000 years into the future.... That was right after I gave them my address, my phone number, oh yeah - and my real name...."*
*Luke tries to think, Cora looks at him.*
She's from ... out of town.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 6:28 pm
**McCreedy runs his tongue along his gums in thought**
That so. You know her well, kid?
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 6:35 pm
:::But Cora had gotten herself a few moments to think, and she cut off the both of them:::
Cora Blaize. September 6th, 1977. I live in Ontario, Canada. Sector 1024L, building 37D, Domicile 38....
:::She paused, and answered the officer for Luke, attempting a casual tone:::
We're cousins...
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 6:38 pm
*Luke stares at Cora, mouth hanging open, speechless.*
*Now where's THAT been in the past 24 hours???*
*He smiles at her. Luke squeezes her shoulder.*
*to answer McCreedy* Yeah. We grew up together.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 6:40 pm
**McCreedy looks like he's about to say something, but changes in mid thought**
Okay. We're here. Stay put and I'll let you out, okay?
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