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Post by GBird on Aug 15, 2007 19:51:02 GMT -5
Death tapped her on the shoulder, expecting a punch in the face for doing so - but she'd had much worse. "He's not back yet, remember? He's still at work." She shrugged. "You can beat the living shit out of me if you like. I'm used to it."
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 15, 2007 19:54:19 GMT -5
"No, it has to be him. I need to yell at him cause he'll just stand there or try to comfort me..." Daray pasued. "Aw, like HELL he'd even hug me unless I asked him to!" She screamed and kicked over the couch.
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Post by GBird on Aug 15, 2007 20:00:14 GMT -5
Death shook her head. "Look, I'll try to find him, but I honestly can't promise anything, alright?" She sighed. "I mean, strictly speaking, I'm not even supposed to be doing this sort of thing." She turned and headed to leave.
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 15, 2007 20:02:23 GMT -5
"Thank you, so much." Daray said, meant it, but then went all fox and attacked a pillow with great ferocity.
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Post by GBird on Aug 15, 2007 20:08:07 GMT -5
Fifteen minutes or so passed.
Sarge could be heard pulling up in the car park. After a few minutes, the door of the lift could be heard opening. He lit a cigarette as he unlocked the door. "Daray, I'm home." He called - hearing from Death that she'd wanted him.
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 15, 2007 20:21:08 GMT -5
From out of nowhere the white fox attacked, biting at his boots, not caring if they were steel-toed or not, just something to attack that could move. She'd already destroyed the couch in those few fifteen minutes with just her claws and teeth. ... Thank goodness she didn't carry weapons everywhere anymore.
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Post by GBird on Aug 15, 2007 20:23:07 GMT -5
Sarge looked down at Daray as she bit into his boots. Obviously, they were steel-toed, so he didn't feel a thing. He blinked in confusion at this. "Death said you needed to see me..." He said, pointing down at the boots. "And you'd probably better stop, or you'll break your teeth on those."
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 15, 2007 20:32:01 GMT -5
Daray glared up at him, snarling. She let go and morphed to her normal form, her tail straight up and lashing back and forth. "We have a cannibalistic maniac in the basement who wants me and my son as 'toys' and won't take care of our dying son Patter while the both Pitter AND Patter are DYING cause someone had the NERVE to steal MY CHARMS!!" She yelled, ears plastered back.
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Post by GBird on Aug 15, 2007 20:37:43 GMT -5
Sarge blinked, trying to take all of that in. "Ok... Let's start from the worst - What do we know about the person who stole these Charms of yours?"
((Ooh-'eck! They be after me lucky charms![/leprechaun voice] XP))
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 15, 2007 20:41:42 GMT -5
Daray let out a frustrated yell, grabbing her ears and pulling on them. "NOTHING!!" She yelled at him, reached around and kicked the door closed - even if it was already. "Absolutely nothing and my daughter downstairs is daffy as hell with her new lpaymate!!"
Pitter sat uncomfortably, all this time brushing her hair infront of the mirror, thinking. Finally she slowly rose to her feet - reegardless of the swollen knee. "Tenos, did you want anything to eat or drink? I have plenty."
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Post by GBird on Aug 16, 2007 14:56:49 GMT -5
Without another word, Sarge grabbed Daray, pulling her into a tight hug. "Calm down." He said, kissing her on the cheek. "Kicking the shit out of the apartment isn't going to help. Save that anger until we find the bastard who did it, alright?"
Tenos shook his head. "I'm fine, thanks." He stood, and put a hand on Pitter's shoulder. "You sit down - you ain't going anywhere with that knee. What do you need? I'll get you it."
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 16, 2007 15:01:43 GMT -5
Daray surprisingly calmed down considerably when he hugged her. Her ears were still back and her tail was still at it's critical mass. Her body just loosened up a bit and she stopped kicking things and biting things, glaring at the wall ahead of her, growling under her breath. "Damn theives..." She muttered.
Pitter's ears went back. "Can I at least sit on the couch? It hurts when I sit on this wood chair." She said, and made a move to walk towards the couch in the other room.
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Post by GBird on Aug 16, 2007 15:07:44 GMT -5
Sarge nodded. "We'll find them. We'll get the girls and see if Gary and Clari will help - and we'll find them. And when we do, I'll let you kill them as slowly and as painfully as you like."
Tenos didn't say a word, just picked her up. "Then let me carry you there at least." He said, walking over and putting her down gently on the couch. "That better?"
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 16, 2007 15:15:55 GMT -5
Pitter was blushing heavily. She nodded, biting her bottom lip. "Yes, that's fine, thank you." She said, ears back and tail curled up under her.
Daray took a deep breath, and hugged him back. "Sorry about your shoe..." She muttered reluctantly. "And the apartment..." she added even quieter. Her tail went limp now.
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Post by GBird on Aug 16, 2007 15:26:29 GMT -5
Tenos nodded. "Is there anything else you want, while I'm up? Something to drink or something?"
Sarge shook his head. "Don't worry about it - it's only stuff, after all. What's important is we get those collars back. You get Xenon and Cobalt, I'll go and get Gary and Clari." He said, turning to head back to the elevator.
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 16, 2007 15:30:05 GMT -5
Daray sort of stumbled after him and hugged him. "I'm not done yet!" She said, half whining, clutching onto his coat.
Pitter shook her head. "No, no... sit, though." She said, motioning to the rest of the couch. "Please, it makes me nervous when someone is waiting on me hand and foot."
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Post by GBird on Aug 16, 2007 16:11:01 GMT -5
Sarge shook his head. "Daray, for now, we need to concentrate on getting those collars back, remember? The sooner we get them back, the sooner we can relax, alright?"
Tenos shrugged. "If you want." He said, sitting down on the couch, next to Pitter. "How're you feeling?"
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 16, 2007 16:13:57 GMT -5
"I'm feeling better..." Pitter said admittedly. "You're a great friend." Pitter said, smiling. She summoned a scarf and wrapped her now black and blue neck with the white fluffy scarf to cover up the black and blue. "Embarrassed to hell, but I feet better with you here."
Daray took a deep breath. "Alright." She said, trying to calm herself down and wiped at her face, as if trying to wipe all of the tension away. "Who am I fetching again?"
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Post by GBird on Aug 16, 2007 16:16:33 GMT -5
Tenos shrugged. "You don't have anything to be embarrassed about." He blinked, tilting his head. "What the heck could you be embarrassed about."
"Xenon and Cobalt." Sarge repeated. "I'll get Gary and Clari - I should be back in a few minutes, alright?"
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 16, 2007 16:25:16 GMT -5
"I'm beat up and my makeup's all ruined..." Pitter said, looking at the floor, her hands foled in her lap - she always sat up straight, had great posture (Don't care about spelling now). "And the first person to find me in such a state was you, and that makes me embarrassed to know that you saw me like this..."
Daray nodded, and went fox again, scampering out of the apartment and to the stairwell. She was afraid she might tear at the plush sidings of the elevator. Up to Xenon's apartment she flew, and nosed her way into the apartment. Back to normal, she stood and looked about. "Xenon? Cobalt?!"
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