my secret life

Mac

I glance up and then look at my watch, "It's a little past noon," I stand up, "I'd better get back to work." I slip out past the man and feel cold breeze on back of neck like someone walked over my grave.
 
Lane Renfrowe

OOC: Sorry for the late reply, got caught up in RL and had to tear myself from it....bleh!:p




" We all owe her a Thank You" I smiled my brightest at the petite female "But there a lot of slugs out there that want to eliminate her as well"

Taking the lead, I offer her a ride in my old clunker....a '67 Chrysler wagon, a beast I affectionately call the "Guzzler", for obvious reasons.

"She may be hard on the eyes, but she's a runner" I brag as I hold her door open, and then run around and slide into my seat. Turning the key, I pray she'll start and hold back a cheer as she chugs to life. "To Dimaggio's we go" I gallantly laughed as we pulled into traffic.
 
I sat in the silence of the car, wondering if this was really a good idea. What did I actually know about this man? You worry to much, a little voice grumbled in my head, maybe you should try to impress him.

"This may seem a little strange, but would you mind if we stopped by my apartment first? I've been at work all day and could really use a shower and a change of clothes."
 
Jack Packard

Shaking my head, I watched the lonely figure walk out the door, recalling her eyes....


THE EYES!!!

Rushing out the door after her slowly disappearing figure, I catch her as she turns the first corner and grab at her elbow, spinning her around...

"Night Avenger? I beleive, or should I address you by your real name when you're not in costume?" I questioned her.

Looking up, I was just in time to see the fist coming at me, and catch it square on my chin. The next thing I remember is her bending over my sprawled out figure, and trying to understand her own words to me.


OOC: This is too good an idea to let die.....So will keep bumping it, if you dont mind....(Remember, you cant keep a good man down. OR, a great idea for a thread, either)
 
Mac

"Damn it," I whispered unable to believe I'd just punched a cop. I didn't need this kind of hassle in my life, but I couldn't just leave him there to talk about me either so I found myself giving him a solid blow to head knocking him out. I hauled him to my place and had him tied to my bed. I had called into work as I waited for him to wake up. I hoped I hadn't hurt him, and wondered if he'd have a headache. My mind was wandering as I looked at him laying on my bed, tied up.

OOC
hoping he'll be my inside guy, throwing the dogs off my scent once we get to talking
 
Jack Packard

The surface under me wasn't the hard cement I had expected, and the scents that came from the ruffled covers were confusing as well.

"Are you allright?" I finally recognized the words coming from her full lips, as I found my hands were bound at the same time.

"Do you realise how deep in the sh.. you're in?" I questioned her "First you assault an officer of the law, then add kidnapping to that, and I'd say you're in for 20 to 30 years!"

Inside I cursed myself, what would the guys at the precinct say when they found I was KO'd by a woman, albeit a super-woman, and taken prisoner....

"Last video I saw, you were kicking the bad guys butts." I told her ruefully, trying to find the irony in all of this "I guess it pays better to be on their side, HUH?"
 
Mac

He was angry, I had expected that, but irrate. I had feeling he was used to being in control. "I don't think I'd last long in prison. You know the guards would have it in for me. I'd be considered a flight risk. I just can't see myself in bright orange in a maximum security unit. Can you?" I pause, he was securely tied and I paced. "I suppose you've got some fire under your ass to nab me though." I think out loud. "Let me ask you something, respond honestly. What would it take to make you look other way?" I continue talking, "A big time criminal? For me to be less brutal in my tactics?" I pace and glance at him, he seemed a bit flustered. "Did you really expect me to be some bad ass bitch who just wanted vengeance?" I see the truth in his eyes and I sigh. "Well tough luck officer. I'm just a citizen who sees justice failing all too often."
 
Neil Poirot

Focusing on her words were difficult enough, as I tried to deny the eroticness of the situation my body betraying me in certain regions. But at the offer of a bribe I found it easy to concentrate, the anger I felt now being channeled to help me think...


"Lady, you got brass balls, I give you that" I complimented her "Assault, kidnapping and NOW attempting to bribe a police officer!"

"Look, maybe I was wrong in profiling you as a vengeance seeking bitch, in fact I even applauded your actions, wishing I could do the same...BUT, the fact remains you have got a BIG problem"

In truth my sympathies were with her and often enough the people asses she kicked were the same I wished I could, but there was my personal sympathies and my proffessional duty.

"I can't beleive I'm laying here, and actually listening to your words" I told her vehemently "Despite what I might think personally, unless you intend to get rid of me, you have committed a felony. And there is no way we can help each other until you release me and prove whose side of the law you are on!"

Savagely yanking at the fabric that bound my right arm I felt it begin to slacken. "Now if I can get it pull free, I can end this here and now" I thought to myself.

"You need to make up your mind or is this the way you'll continue your crime fighting ways? Turning against the law when it suits your whims, and telling yourself it's necessary?" I continued firing the questions at her as I worked at the fabric. "Pretty soon what will be the difference between you and the criminals you fight? You've gone from assaulting a bunch of low life losers to assaulting a cop, and kidnapping him. So what's next? Murder? In the name of what?Justice?"

The words were harsh, I knew, but had hit home. Her pretty face wrinkled in thoughts of her own. Pulling on the fabric even harder, my own hopes fell as the fabric stubbornly refused to give.

"So lets get this over with!" I demanded "Either knock me off, or release me! But be warned, if you kill me there will another to replace me, and behind that badge, another and another! At least by releasing me, you will have given the first sign of whose side you ARE on."


OOC:;) He may be swayed...But what good officer would let himself be bribed? (At least, not whiles he's tied and helpless;) )
 
Mackenzie

"I wasn't thinking of a bribe," I shuddered at the words. I was thinking of way to get out of assault of an officer and kidnapping. I notice his erratic tugging and I move over him and resecure the ties. Feeling his body shifting under me. I should have been prepared but wasn't as his legs wrapped around my waist, I blushed as it pulled his body directly in contact to mine and I could feel a lot more than what he was saying.

My voice drops half an octave, "I use force when necessary. It would be nice to beat the crap out of them, but that wouldn't be right. Besides it's not like I planned to bring you here." If she'd planned it she might have prepared. Her body was pressed against his as she felt how strong his legs were. "Would you have listened to me if I'd done anything else?" It had been too long if she were thinking about sex with this cop.

"I already have a job, I have no interest in being an officer, with rules and paper work." His lips were in a firm line and she felt this urge to kiss him. She managed to resist as she spoke, "Big problem?" her hips deliberately rocked against his, "What would that be?"
 
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And I thought it was the newbies that killed the threads???;)


So? Do we play or what?

Just checkin....
 
i'm waiting on a reply....not much else i can do kiddo

If all else fails I've had a request to redo this idea which I was considering for jan 2002
 
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