Bounty hunter (pm first)

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Dreama was on the run and all for some stupid reason she would never hurt anyone much less kill them, but when they found her ex dead and her standing over his bloody body they presumed she did it.. she escaped however.. and only because her father paid her bail and she fled.. now she had the most known bounty hunter after her.. she had to find a way to prove her innocence she wasn't the one that killed him, she was the one that tried to save him.. the guy that wanted him dead, was the guy her ex owed money to... and she was right in the middle not only was she trying to prove her innocence she was trying to save her life as well. She changed her looks she had at one time blond hair dark blue eyes 5'4 120 pounds.. and a sweet personality... now she wore a brunette wig, had green contacts and was now 100 pounds... and went by her middle name. She was on the run and the one man that could save her was the one man that could as well.. end her life in so many ways.

Dreama Anderson
5'4
120 pounds weight loss 100 pounds
long brown hair/blond wig
Dark blue contacts/ green eyes
Dreama was on her way on another bus, her father had gave her plenty of money and she had been on the run for about a week now.. she was to scared to settle anywhere so she found herself eating at diners, and staying in cheap motels.http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i5...ellar/aa-1.jpg
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[AngelofyourNighmares]

Bumped

 

[andygorn]

Jake

Jake Thomas, 6' tall, 43yrs

Appearance: Caucasian/Hispanic descent (suntanned fair skin from being out on the road a lot, but with deep soulful brown eyes and sleek long black hair)

Initially joining the Marines, he specialised in Recon and after retiring from frontline duty, he became a part time Instructor for the Corps. Due to his job, he works out a lot, so is in great physical shape; more of a bodybuilder than 'slender/athletic'. http://gerweck.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/chavoguerrero.jpg

He is skilled in the methods of tracking people across various types of terrain and he is also quite knowledgeable about psychology, which he uses to good effect, such as being able to predict where people are likely to go to (e.g. likely hideouts for people when it is bad weather, etc).

Although he doesn't try to 'get in people's faces' and intimidate them, he has found that his size and shape have dissuaded people from trying to fight him.
He also doesn't really wear disguises, because he has found that his appearance and reputation are sometimes all he needs to make a fleeing suspect give themselves up.

Jake is used to using different modes of transport...he has a 4x4 if he needs to go cross-country, but he's also a fair motorcycle rider and a skilled horseman.

Although he has a reputation for 'getting his man (or woman)', Jake has a soft side too and doesn't like injustice, so he would be ready to listen to the facts and give people a fair chance to explain things. When he has felt that someone is being prosecuted unfairly, he has been a character witness for them.

He doesn't have any children, but has an ex-wife who he divorced 3 years ago when he found out she was cheating on him with 2 guys from her office. Jake tends to have quite a few friends (and not as many lovers); he's not bitter, but he's cautious with partners and doesn't really like to let people get too close to him.

He's easygoing and sexually open-minded (mainly after experiences with a short-term girlfriend who introduced him to things like exhibitionism, soft bondage and roleplay).

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Having seen Officer Cordoba out of the door, Jake Thomas reviewed his next case, speaking to himself as he read her file:
"Dreama Anderson...cute name...cute photo's as well. What sort of trouble are you in, young lady?"

He was a bit startled by the accusations and what she was wanted in connection with.
"Maybe I guess some people just are capable of anything...not much of a profile from the cops, but there's not really anything here to suggest violence. Not likely to have problems at home, because her father paid the bail...my Pa wouldn't have done that for me. Maybe the cops think it's some sort of an 'old-flame-sex-game-gone-wrong' or something, but that's for them to decide. It'll be a shame if they're right, though..."

He calling across the office to his deputy: "Hey Jimmy, this Dreama Anderson: see if you can find out what she's really being accused of. Does that morgue assistant still owe you a favour? Good, try to get a copy of the autopsy on the guy. I don't want to go halfway around the country trying to find a 5'2" girl if he's actually been killed by a staircase falling on him, or something. We don't want another one of those 'Toledo incidents' all over again, right?" He laughed easily with his assistant as they had high respect for law enforcement, but it wouldn't be the first time that they had put 2 and 2 together and came up with a 6.

"I'm gonna try the train station and see if anyone recognises her. While I'm gone, try to start a skiptrace on her cards and bank account: if she's trying to leave town, then maybe we'll get lucky and she'll use them. If she's already left the country, we're screwed, though..."

Getting into his dark green 4x4 pickup, Jake tried to go through likely stop-off points for someone fleeing town: In his experience, most people chose trains because they were faster, next was buses because they were more readily available (but you're then a bit more visible to the people around you), then the airports (but you need ID to travel, so there was more chance of getting traced).
Hell, she could even have just walked or hitch-hiked, but then she would likely have been spotted by now, or travelling with a stranger meant she'd have to chance being turned in by them, or getting into trouble with 'the wrong kind of people' herself.
Trying not to think of the dangers for a woman alone out there, he hoped he would find her soon. Once again, he recalled her pretty face and pleasing demeanour, hoping that the police were wrong, but he still had a job to do.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Dreama

Dreama was always a kind girl, and very shy until she met her ex the one man she could always count on how could anyone truly think she could ever kill him, she was in love with him, even if they had broken up they always remained friends and she was always there for him no matter what.. it had been two months since it all happened and not a moment went by she did not think of that fateful night she found him there in a puddle of blood the gun beside him, yet she was the one set up and why would the cops not think it was her, she was there gun in hand, gun she found beside him, blood on her hands from where she tried to help him, blood all over her, tears in her big blue eyes, and leaning next to him... sure if she were a cop she would have thought the same damn thing... but she did not do it.. and they were after her, the only person she counted on now was herself and her father and he did all he could to help her.

A week later after it all went down she was already tired of jumping bus to bus and she was sure she lost at least 20 pounds for sure.. yet she stayed in shape from working out.. now she was losing weight due to fear and stress... not only were cops after her, so was the killer she was sure and now a damn bounty hunter how in the hell could she ever prove her innocence besides getting killed or going to jail and neither of them were a option.

She hated the fact she had to change her looks as well she loved her blond hair, and her dark blue eyes, the brown dye was not her thing although she looked good as either and that was not her being concieted at all, but she did.

She was on the next bus to anywhere she did not care where just anywhere, there was no need for id just straight cash and that mattered to her, the only thing she carried was two bags a huge duffle bag with her clothing and a small back with personal items.

She would get out of this she was so scared but she looked so brave.

http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo304/slayerangel79/Wallpapers%20not%20made%20by%20me/Sarah_Michelle_Geller_041.jpg She left her brown hair curled and down put light make up on and wore a black leather top and blue jeans with black boots, she still dressed semi herself but had to change a little bit..

 

[andygorn]

Jake

Even with the horrendous traffic, getting to the station was the easy part, but there were so many travellers that it would be near impossible to bump into anyone who might have seen Dreama. Unlike most in his profession, Jake never thought of a fleeing person as a 'fugitive', as they were still a person to him, not a 'number' or 'just another job'.
Parking in a bay near the main windows, he caught sight of a Senior Inspector by the ticket office and started making enquiries: no, they weren't going to let him have copies of any surveillance videos and no he hadn't seen anything noteworthy.
Trying his luck with other staff around the place, he got the same impression, too: it sounded like a wild goose chase.

Calling up a couple of people he knew, he put the word out that he was looking for a runaway young woman and giving her approximate age and size: though she would probably have changed her looks around now, it was relatively harder to hide build and height.

Receiving a call back, he half-grimaced in recognition at the number: Luisa was a former girlfriend who ran a series of 'gentleman's establishments'...her term which made them sound a lot more classy than the brothels that they actually were.
Knowing it was unlikely that a girl of Dreama's type had fallen in with such a crowds so early, it was still possibility that she might come to Luisa's attention as she had contacts he didn't, so he drove over to her main bar. Luisa's bar was just on the right side of 'sleazy' -more than could be said for a couple of other places she ran- but it masqueraded as a lap dancing bar and most of the girls were available for more intimate encounters.
"Hi baby!" she drawled as he made his way inside; the large curves on her full latino frame by the bar were easily recognisable in the dark purple lighting.
Hugging her back, he felt her soft frame melt into his own and a memory of their last night together stirred his loins and she felt it too, pressing back against him. "Hey someone down there sure seems happy to see me; what can we do for you at Chez Luisa, Jake?"

Both of them reluctantly disentangling their arms, he nodded towards the photo he'd brought "I'm looking for this girl, she's new in town...scared and running, so your people might have seen her or heard about her."
"Never seen her, sweetheart, she doesn't look like the type of girl for this place, though."
"I know, this place is too classy, isn't it?" he joked and they both laughed. Back in the day, he'd helped her buy the place, both of them knowing that it wouldn't amount to much other than a stop on the road; even after they broke up and she'd bought up his share, they still had an easy friendship, always bordering on intimacy.

Running a painted fingernails down his chest, Luisa rested it at the opening of his shirt: "I could put the word out for you, if you want...check if anyone's seen her? But it kinda seems like a big favour." she teased. "What else might be in it for me? How about once around the block for old times' sake?"

Looking up at him with her big brown eyes, Jake groaned; he cold never resist her when she was in a playful mood and today was no exception and he acceded as she took him in her arms once again, leading him to a secluded booth in one corner.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Dreama

She almost forgot about the disposable phone her father had given her before he had sent her on her way, telling her he would help get her out of this, and she knew he would her father had money and he was very resourceful, but she was afraid there was no getting out of this she knew how it looked but she was not a murderer god she missed her blond hair and why she thought of that the cell rang causing her to jump as she answered it, ''Hello darling'' her fathers voice had spoken.. ''Coming along okay, yes I have a few leads.. you just keep yourself hidden I love you and we will get this taken care of.. do not forget after this call throw this phone away, I have protection around you, you won't know them but they will give you details when the time permits take care of yourself.'' Before the phone clicked she was sad she didn't get to really talk to her father, he was the only man, hell person she trusted... she tossed the phone in the trash as the bus pulled off taking her to wherever land.

She leaned her head against the window, she missed her little simple life she thought to herself, as tears filled her eyes but she fought them back, she did not need anyone to ask her if she was okay.

She realized after a while she was so very tired she knew she had not really slept in god knows how long, even when she got a room, she was not sure who would get hold of her first, the police, the killer, or the bounty hunter, and she was sure she did not want to meet any of them much less the killer, she drifted off to sleep and thought about her old life and how simple it really was small apartment, cat, thank god her father would take care of Lily the sweet little orange tabby she had rescued two years ago, a good paying job as a pharmacy tech all taken away cause she still loved her ex and risked it all to save him but she had been to late, and now she was targeted a cold blooded killer, unable to sleep she pulled on her ear plugs and just leaned against the window enjoying the cool feel of it.

She knew either way this would be over soon, she just hoped it would end with her proving her innocence and not dead or in jail for the rest of her life.. everyone must know her the people that knew her knew she could never do this type of thing she risked her life to save her ex that broke up with her for gambling he was protecting her but Dreama was not one to just walk away look where that had gotten me she thought to herself.

She sighed to herself... well what a mess and the more she thought about it the worse she felt the next stop she would be glad to get a hotel room and just take a nice long hot bath and pretend for a moment her life wasn't over.

She was grateful when the next day rolled around and they were at there destination.