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Post by Julia on Jan 19, 2008 20:56:56 GMT -5
||hah. I don't mind.||
Jasmine's whole body twitched when she felt someone touch her, something she hated. "I don't have any money," she said, pulling an item out of her knee high boots. Her jeans had been tucked into the boots, like she was trying to follow some fashion instead of making her own. Well, this would be a fashion statement. Or a deathwish. She held the gun behind her back, not sure if she should drop it or actually shoot the man. She had never been this afraid of a Muggle...
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Jan 19, 2008 21:04:11 GMT -5
Dexter looked at Azreal, then at Jasmine. "Well, sonny? Give me your-" The man didn't have time to finish his sentense, Dexter had come up behind him and put him in a chokehold "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do will be used against you in the court of law. Yes, mother-fucker, I'm a cop. You picked the wrong guy to screw with." Dexter smiled as he put the knife to the man's throat and smiled. "Now, tell me your name." "Suck it." The man said simply, unafraid of the knife. "That's what Big Daddy will say when you're locked in jail tonight," Dexter said, feeling clever. He did not feel like killing the guy. Maybe later. Azreal was released and (if you want) so was Jasmine. Az sighed and looked to him as if he were a hero. Dexter got out his cell phone, called his boss, and looked at Jasmine. "You OK?"
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Post by Julia on Jan 19, 2008 21:33:10 GMT -5
Looking up at Dexter, she smiled. "Dandy." Of course she couldn't trust him, he was too shady of a figure to actually trust. But he had pretty much saved her wallet's life. "Suck it, I would believe you're under arrest. Shall you be read your rights now or later?"
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Jan 20, 2008 14:18:55 GMT -5
Dexter smiled, "Officer Morgan will read him the entire rights that he has when she gets here." He waited a few minutes until a cop came around. She had pretty brown hair and eyes and grabbed the crook with as much forced as Dexter had. Apparently, she was pissed that she had had to be called during the weekend. "I'm sorry, Morgan," Dexter said, faking sympathy. "Go screw yourself, Freak," Morgan said, only half joking. "I'm sorry, you stole all the screwing when you met Doakes." Dexter snapped, smiling cruelly. Morgan would attempt to beat the crap out of him later, but Dexter would make her her favorite Sushi dish and she'd forgive him. Doakes was another cop who, according to rumor, Officer Janice Morgan screwed every Saturday night in the Coffee room at four in the morning She carried him away and he looked at Jasmine. "So, That was eventful, wasn't it?"
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Post by Julia on Jan 20, 2008 20:19:26 GMT -5
"Interesting, I'll give you that," she replied, shrugging. It had been interesting, but she had been taken out of her money dozens of times. This was the first time someone had actually stopped it without her having to shoot anyone. She still wore a smile, though. Kind of glad he had saved her money.
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