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 Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 1:16 pm
((Sorry for the outburst. My dad's a cop and I'm sick and tired of hearing people say "They don't do anything, they're stupid, they're idiots, they're lazy, they're racist..." etc. My dad could have died. Several times. He's been in the hospital more times than I can count anymore. And we've begged him to do something in computers instead. He's intelligent, more so than a lot of people. But no. He's a cop because he wants to help people.And responsibility is up to the INDIVIDUAL. Enough said.)) "Five minutes, tops," Trist said, hearing Claire through the helmet and over the wind. She was used to hearing voices while riding her motorcycle. What? A teenage cop couldn't talk to herself?
The hospital loomed overhead as they past by the police station, not even bothering to slow down. The young officer figured that Claire was entitled to a few hours alone with her husband-to-be before she got assaulted with paparrazi and impaled with their microphones. A few blocks down, at a red light, Trist twisted back to see Claire.
"Can I ask you a favor?" No doubt she was wondering where she was being taken, but Trist needed this.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 1:21 pm
((What was this whole conversation about?))
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 2:15 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 3:48 pm
sereniy_eyes Iris looked at him. Something unreadable crossed her face and she buried her head into his neck. She spoke very quietly, as she said, "Now...why do I 'know' that?" she started to kiss his neck. She smelled the sweet clover smell coming off of him...and...something else as well...  Once upon a time....
London smiled while feeling her lips on his neck which got him rather hot. "So I take it you do not hate me anymore?" He spoke while running his fingers through her earthy brown hair. The Irish blonde simply enjoyed the feeling of her to which he simply took her free hand and started to lightly kiss her from her finger tips to her fore arm.
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 3:52 pm
((Anin, sorry to say, but your aggression is really off-base if it's because of me. I do believe in general that cops abuse their authority. Not all cops, certainly, but that's the thing of it. I, however, have been around and witnessed some ridiculously harsh judgment of cops. I never approved of it, and you're right. It was ill-becoming on my part to exaggerate my distaste for policemen. They aren't all bad.))
"Wwwww." Claire heard Trist say, once in reply to her question, and then again when they had stopped.
Oh, no, that was just the sound of roaring wind she still heard in her ears.
"Huh? A FAVOR?" Claire repeated loudly, without realizing it.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:02 pm
((zfatal, do you live in a bad naborhood))
Iris blushed. She wanted him, badly. her light kisses turned into nips as her skin tingled at evey bare inch he touched of her.
Clovers filled her sences...
and then it iht her...perfume...a woman's perfume. Ether London decided to change his colone..or........
Iris relictantly pulled away from London's sweet warm embrace. She gathered up the sheest around her, covering her. She looked straight into his eyes, "London....you didn't....you didn't sleep with anyone while you were looking for Claire...did you?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:04 pm
((No. Quite the opposite, in fact.))
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:05 pm
((were you insulted or have gotten in trouble with the police?))
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:09 pm
Once upon a time....
London simply looked Iris in the eyes and felt so much guilt deep within himself that those words just rolled of his tongue before he could make it sound better. "Yes, I did..." He damn well knew he was going to get hurt.again. by this one and simple act. Yet the Irish blonde spoke again, "I have no excuse...for my pathetic actions..." The blonde remained where he was yet he had a very strong feeling that he was going to be in the dog house....
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:14 pm
Iris, didn't yell at him. She didn't scream at him. she didn't even hit him. She looked as if he stabbed her in the heart. She stoud up, keeping herself covered with the sheets, and picked up a shirt, jeans, and an unmentionable undergarmet and went into the bathroom. She locked the door.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:25 pm
Once upon a time....
London silently watched Irish leave the room to which he too felt a throbbing pain in his heart. He knew that his act of pure lust would one day ruin his chance of ever being happy with someone he truly cared for. The Irish blonde just sat on the bed while feeling a few tears escape from his soft green eyes. This is what a b*****d like you deserves.... He told himself while not moving form that spot.
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:29 pm
Iris walked out, neutral, and looked at London. She spoke professionally, "Where's Claire?" she didn't show the pain that throbbed in her heart.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:35 pm
Once upon a time....
"Last I saw her she was with an undercover cop...I did not catch the name of the person yet she said Arther requested her services...and since I managed to piss off Claire's kidnapper..." London paused while not even looking at Iris for he felt he was not worth of her true beauty. He tried so hard to be as professional as Iris was yet he could not...not with her. He felt his heart breaking with each beat it took. This is what I deserve....to be hurt so deeply...for causing Iris so much pain.....what the hell is wrong with me? The blonde thought to himself while the room was silent. London did not want to tell her that if he had not done what he had done with Jasmine...he would've never have found Claire.
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:40 pm
Iris took a deep breath, "I'm sorry with the way I reacted earlier. We arn't together, so I shouldn't be surprised with how you acted." she went over to the bed and pulled out a gun. She holstered it and put ehr cellphone in her back pocket, "I'm going to talk to Arther about getting Claire to Beans. I need to lock up."
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:44 pm
((You shouldn't pry, sereniy.))
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