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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Dec 29, 2007 23:59:50 GMT -5
"I'd like coke," the man insisted. "But sir," The waitress, in her cute top and skirt, was very angry as she said, "We only give coke to those who are designated drivers!" Dexter smiled. This was his favorite part about being a cop. He pulled out his police badge from under his clothes and said, "How old are you?" "Sixteen," the waitress replied, swallowing. "You do know you have to be at least twenty-one to serve alcohol in Florida, right?" "Yes, Sir!" "Then how's about you go get me a coke?" Dexter smiled again and sent her off. He was sitting alone at a beach bar in Miami. The sun was out and the sun was blaring, people were dancing, and his girlfriend, Paige, was at home, tending to her two children (Who were not hit) Ashton and Kyle. He loved the two and even had pictures of them in his wallet. The waitress brought him his coke and he began to sip, bored.
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Post by Bai on Dec 30, 2007 0:17:39 GMT -5
"DON'T MAKE ME HURT YOU!" someone roared outside the bar followed by an angry yell, but whoever the person was yelling at, they had left. Annoyed, Abby Weasley entered the bar, slightly slamming the door behind her as she made her way to the bar and took off her coat. "It's to danm hot here, why did I bring this?" she muttered to herself, oblivious to the person beside her. Her silvery blonde hair fell down her back and she rubed her temples. Even in Flordia she had made enemies, even if they were only fifteen. This was supposed to be a vacation AWAY from yelling, kindergartners, and her family. So far, it wasn't going to well. As the waitress past she quickly said, "PLEASE bring me something with a lot of acohol," she said.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Dec 30, 2007 0:22:04 GMT -5
Dexter frowned and turned to his new companion. "Excuse me, but will you refrain from using that sort of language i nthis bar? There are children playing nearby and I'd appreciate it if you'd tone down the language." He glared at her and he filled his voice with razors, something he was very proud of being able to do, "And I suggest you tone down quickly.
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Post by Bai on Dec 30, 2007 0:26:51 GMT -5
She glared at him icily, looking him over. After a moment, she sighed. "Fine! Whatever. I'm not looking to pick a fight. I get that enough back home...So I'll be good," she said, trying to hide her sarcasim. "Please don't provoke me and I'll be okay, okay? I'm Abby by the way," she added boredly.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Dec 30, 2007 0:35:14 GMT -5
"Dexter," he said, the razors still there. He had to smile at this new girl. She was bold enough to actually stand up to him. "And it not smart to provoke me either. Because I, unlike you, obviously, am not afraid of a fight." He had learned his mistake from Jasmine and Azreal Longbottom. Now, everytime he knew he may meet another British girl, he brought a filet knife. Dexter hadn't liked to use the pocket knife, and was glad he hadn't had to use it on those two. . . .Though he got very close to.
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Post by Bai on Dec 30, 2007 0:40:32 GMT -5
Her temper flared slightly. Not the smartest thing to say to a stressed-out Abby. "Afraid to pick a fight? Listen, I could kill you now and walk away as if nothing happened, but I won't because I came her to take a break from a hectic life as a kindergartn teacher and my to big of a family. Don't mess with me," she warned, taking a long sip of her drink. It tasted like beer.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Dec 30, 2007 0:48:09 GMT -5
Dexter smiled, wanting to make a motion to the sheathed knife that was on his belt. It was right next to his gun, of course. "I doubt that, Abigale," Dexter said, careful of his own temper. Dex was always careful. Always clean and always sure before he shot/stabbed/shanked someone. It was the way of Dexter Moser and he kept to it.
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Post by Bai on Dec 30, 2007 0:57:24 GMT -5
"I really wouldn't. And I wanted use that knife or gun either. It wouldn't be smart," she said boredly, taking another long sip of the beer. "And I'm not doing anything to you. You just caught me in a bad mode and are unintentionaly, I hope, are making it worse..."
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Dec 30, 2007 1:02:25 GMT -5
"For all you may know, I may be some random cop who likes a good fight," Dexter mused, leaning on the bar. "Yes, I am a cop. Not a violent one, unlike a few of my companion cops, and a rather good sushi chef. i pride myself at concealing my gun and knife and am impressed that you could see them. Especially since two layers of cloth and several precautions were taken to make sure such a thing would not happen. I cannot afford for anyone to see my weapons, usually. You understand." He assumed she was violent and that was okay with him. He wouldn't kill her, she didn't have the shadow. He would mess her up a bit if she fought him. . . But only if he could be sure there wouldn't be charges pressed, and only if he knew she wanted a fight as well. This was sometimes the case. Random crooks wanting a good fight. Dexter gave it to them, and they normally left with most of their limbs. Everyone was happy. But he could guess she didn't honestly want a fight. She seemed like a runner. "So, there's been a British invasion here, lately. First the Longbototm sisters, now you, Abigale," he sipped his coke again.
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Post by Bai on Dec 30, 2007 1:09:41 GMT -5
She tensed. "The Longbottoms were here?Was one of them named Az?" she asked cautiously. She had never personally met Az, but oh has she heard stories, and a seven foot girl seemed to freek anyone out. She was quick to cover her fear. "And a cop? Figures. It was pretty obvious, the way your getting me to talk, my cousin is a-er-form of a cop," she said. "I know the drill.."
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Dec 30, 2007 1:14:47 GMT -5
Dexter smiled at the mention of Az, "Yes, in fact. I have a date with her this friday." It wasn't a date as much as a 'Death Date'. Az would be dead by the end of the night and the world would be a much better place for it. Az had the 'Blinding Love' that, for some reason, all Shadow Girls (Undeads, basically) had for him. The love kept him in their eyes as a perfct man, even when he killed them. Azreal was a very stupid woman. Because, when Az invited him to her hotel, she told him everything about herself, even what the word 'Muggle' meant. The world of Magic that Az lived in was astounding to Dexter, but he would kill her anyways. He suspected that this girl was like Az and Jasmine. "A type of cop, eh?" he laughed. "You're Abigale Weasley, aren't you? Az told me about your family."
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Post by Bai on Dec 30, 2007 1:22:32 GMT -5
Abby choked on her beer for a few seconds. "She-she-told you about us?" she gasped. "And if you have a date with her, I wish you luck. And yes I'm a bloody Weasley, lets just let the whole bloody world know! she said bitterly. "And if you played some sort of trick on Az, don't even consider using it on me....I might not have her height, but I have brains," she said, this time gulping down her beer and set it on the bar for a refill.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Dec 30, 2007 1:33:29 GMT -5
"You should give her luck. She's not exactly in good hands," he whispered. He grinned and added, "Yes, actually. And Auror's don't count as cops. I'm a sushi chef for the cops, and I count as one." He gave her his hand, " Dexter Moser, Muggle," he introduced himself again for effect.
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Post by Bai on Dec 30, 2007 1:35:29 GMT -5
She looked at him for a moment. "No, I guess they don't. And by the way, if you call me by my full name again, It's Abaigala, not just Abigail, but I prefer you just call me Abby," she said, shaking his hand. "Well it looks like she told you a little to much..."
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Dec 30, 2007 1:40:40 GMT -5
"Of course. She does love me, after all," Dex said, thinking of her proclimations of love. It was meaningless to him, of course. He had Paige and Ashton and Kyle. Ashton was his little girl. Kyle was his little demon boy. Paige was his damaged blonde who loved him with all her soul, even if he didn't feel the same way. She kept hoping for marriage, he knew that. But he probably wouldn'tuntil he was really ready.
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Post by Bai on Dec 30, 2007 1:45:06 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes. "Then you must have done something to the idiot. Really, for wanting to take over the world, she makes some stupid moves. Like breaking Bella the Nut out of Azkaban...Now we are all paying for that..."
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Dec 30, 2007 1:56:33 GMT -5
"Who's to say I don't just attract young, dominate woman who just so happen to be seven foot tall?" he laughed et again. By now, his mask had worn off and his laugh sounded entirly fake, just like everything else about him. The thiry year old cop looked at his drink before continuing "Bella, eh? And what is Azkaban? Some sort of prison?"
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Post by Bai on Dec 30, 2007 14:53:42 GMT -5
Abby smirked at him. "Looks like she didn't tell you everything...Well at least she had some brains..." Abby said, enjoying this moment. "Unless she did mention it...If she did, tell me what she said...If not I'm not saying a word. There are somethings muggles shouldn't know," she said with a wide smirk on her lips.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Dec 30, 2007 20:17:48 GMT -5
"She said that it's none of your damn business," Dexter said, smiling that phoney smile again. "Glad that you, for one, will call me a Muggle to my face. Jasmine didn't like saying that word in front of me, for some reason. Is it some 'Witch-Word'? Like Gringott's, Dementors, and," he paused, "Was it Hogwarts she told me about?" He seemed to be thinking.
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Post by Bai on Dec 30, 2007 20:22:22 GMT -5
She laughed. "No Gingots is a place. And Dementers are, well, evil creatures...And Hogwarts is a school," she said boredly, as if talking to a child. "Azkaban is the opposite of Hogwarts, if that was your question," she said in the same bored tone.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Dec 30, 2007 20:30:20 GMT -5
Dexter threw his hands in the air and said, "Well, Golley, don't expect me to know any of that! Jeez, I'm not exactly an expert on magic, after all. I am a Muggle, in case you've forgotten. But now that I've heard of all the joys of Magical London, I think I'll move there as a 'Squib'." He laughed and considered it. His brother had moved to London with their mother when his brother, Edward, was eleven. They had visited during the summers, but Edward went to this ritzy private school near London, so they didn't visit during the school year. "My brother works in some Ministry, so maybe I'll move in with him. He says he lives in 'London Landings' now. Isn't that a funny name?"
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Post by Bai on Dec 30, 2007 21:09:55 GMT -5
Abby laughed. "Funny, that's near where I live...And some ministry? I might know him...Half of my family works at a ministry...And I know you're a muggle....Otherwise, I wouldn't have to explain any of this," she said, rolling her eyes.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Dec 30, 2007 21:18:56 GMT -5
"Yeah, he is a little like you. British accent, big stick sticking out of his back pocket, ability to act like a crazed woman even when nothing is really wrong," he said casually sipping at his coke some more. He tried to take another sip and adding on, "Yeah. He used to have these delusions that he was a Dragon Tamer!" Dexter laughed again, phony, phony, phony. One word that could describe Dexter's day personality was phony. But at least he was good at making the muggles think he wasn't that way.
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Post by Bai on Dec 30, 2007 21:25:01 GMT -5
"Okay, first of all, if you want to laugh, laugh like you mean it or don't laugh at all. Second, I will hurt you so watch it. I deal with six year olds every day, I don't have the best pateince. And third, you think it's some fairy tail?" she asked, eyebrows raised. "I'm suprised Azie hasn't told you about dragons," she said with a shrug.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Dec 30, 2007 21:34:54 GMT -5
His already pale face nearly changed into white. "Wha?" he asked, calling upon his own corage to get him through this very tramatic time in his life. Yes, figuring out that dragons exist can be a tramatic experence. Something hit him in the face. Not a thing, actually, more like an idea. "My brother's one of you," Dexter whispered. "Damn it!"
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