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 Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 1:56 pm
Drakona5 ThEndOfHeartache927 I jumped about a foot into the air and whipped around, ready to strike. Even after Daniel had spoken, it took a while for the words to register. When my eyes met his, something in my head clicked, and I cracked a grin. For the longest time, Daniel and I hadn't gotten along so great. Then he stopped drinking so much, and was an all-around nicer guy. "It's about time you got here," I said. "I was expecting you at the crime scene. What took you?" I sighed. "Whatever, you can explain on the way to-" I rooted through my memory "-Ferassberg estates. This whack-job hired killer that told the cops he worked for the W.P.I.S. is waiting there for us to find whatever is doing this." I snorted. "Although it's highly unlikely he has any idea what we're up against, and the gravity of the situation. Whatever this is, it isn't working alone. He has yet to get that. And all of the weaponry I know he's going to have isnt' going to help him." I sighed once again. "I hardly remember being as stubborn and cocky as him. If I ever was." No, I couldn't've been. I was too nice of a guy. (Haha, it's okay, I thought we were boring you or something xd ) (Sorry I have not posted til now I had to run a couple of errands) ((I was actually talking to dictatortot O_O))
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 1:57 pm
(Well since no ones posting I will)
I saw an SUV driving towards me. I knew before I saw him that it was Lukas. Now I was ready to go kick some a**. As an added bonus I also got to prove Morone wasn't as badass as he pretended.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:06 pm
((got dinner and watched Grey's Anatomy, now I'm back))
Before Lukas could answer me, the phone rang. I listened to the conversation, seeing as it was the guy from before. Then, Daniel appeared and I stepped back a little. I'm not very familiar with the guy, but he's a senior Watcher, so I guessed it would be better to give them some space.
"You, cocky? Not at all!" I was teasing him, but cheerfully so. I really do hate being sad. Or mad. I'm just not a person who enjoys conflict. But sometimes, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.
"We should go, right? Did you bring a car, Daniel?" Lukas' car was still at the scene, I'd seen it there, and so was mine. And I didn't see him taking the police car.
EDITED: car trouble...lol
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:12 pm
I left with the police, riding in the back of their car to the station. They still would not let me go without consent from Lucas or Terry. So here I was, sitting in the back of a police cruiser on my way to the police station. I can't believe this is happening, I thought. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. "Would you just call his dumb a** to get the consent to release me?" she asked, wondering why no one else here had brains.
The cop dialed his number when we reached the station, actually putting me behind bars. I growled in the background as the phone rang.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:13 pm
((When was Lukas' car ruined? He was in the cop car with Mave and Phoenix. His car is at the scene, too. xd ))
I smiled at Terry's light teasing. God, I did... well, not love, but... ugh, whatever, it was too confusing.
"Yeah, Daniel brought a ride," I said. "And if we don't get going soon, Mr. High-and-Mighty A.K.A. Deon is going to have a ******** hissy fit," I snorted.
((block of writers? yes, i think so xp ))
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:20 pm
"God, were is that f**" I thought. This was just killing me I kept promising myself that I would go in five minutes if Lukas wasn't here but, something kept stopping me. If Only I could see how close Lukas was dammit.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:21 pm
((ups...right...sorry, I missed that detail. I'll edit it, then. xd ))
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:27 pm
((Erm... i'd prefer if you didn't use that term in here, drakona O_O thanks :] And it's okay, selphie :]))
I had a feeling the psycho was getting antsy. I whipped out my cell phone and dialed his number.
"Oy, we're running late," I said bluntly. "Trying to get some things situated."
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:27 pm
(can we wait for the epic kick a** battle? I have to go)
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:28 pm
Daniel opened the door to the car and got in on the passenger's side, saying, "You should probably drive. I'm certainly in no shape to. Besides, it's your car now. Congrats on a full induction period, kid." He took another swig of his drink.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:28 pm
((sure sure, ttyl biggrin ))
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:30 pm
((Alright, I've got homework. Cya.))
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:31 pm
I climbed into the driver's seat, not really surprised that I should be the one to drive.
Oh, wait, I wasn't sarcastic.
Yippee, I got to drive.
There we go.
I put the car in gear and began to drive in the direction of the place Deon had given me. I knew fairly well where it was. Maybe the things that were being controlled lived here or something.
My thoughts once again flashed to images of lycanthropes, but there was no evidence of this.
Something told me that not only did Deon have no idea what he was up against, but neither did I.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:34 pm
The cop left a quick message, hanging up afterwards. "He didn't pick up. Looks like your stuck here sweetheart." he said, making a kissy face at me. Sitting at his desk, he turned on the tv, watching the simpsons. Damnit, I thought, wonderig why in the hell I hadn't gone with Terry when she left. I sat on the bed, sighing as I waited for Lucas to give them the ok on releasing me.
((I'M KINDA STUCK TILL SOMEONE TELLSTHEM TO LET ME GO!!!! A LITTLE HELP WOULD BE NICE!))
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:42 pm
I got in the back seat, buckled my belt and breathed in. The image of the crime scene was vivid in my head, and the thought that we could very well be facing the authors of it in a short amount of time was enough to cool my warm, happy humor down.
That, and Lukas driving always gets me slightly nauseated...
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