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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 17:30:50 GMT -5
four or five police officers stood in t'e room behing Scoffield. s'e took a seat across from 'im. 'So, cop turned bad?' s'e sat back, looking at 'is badge that was in t'e middle of t'e table
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 17:35:08 GMT -5
'voids stared at t'e badge on t'e table a frown on 'is face' vocals were silent' 'is shoulders hunched from 'is hands still being cuffed behind 'im' 'is wrist was still in a cast from t'e lab explosion' 'is arm was bandaged heavily from t'e bullet wounds' 'e just sat there staring at t'e table silently thoughts running through 'is mind
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 17:37:35 GMT -5
'You could make it easier for yourself if you talk now' s'e watched 'im. 'Lets see, attempted murder of a CSI, an' treason. s'e looked at t'e stitches in 'er hand then back at 'im. 'I also heard that Greg hit you pretty hard
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 17:39:32 GMT -5
'is gaze turned to a glare slightly' 'e curled 'is upperlip revealing t'e wire that held 'is jaw shut { I'm...suing....your...ass....for....that...} vocals were slow because of t'e wires that held 'is jaw in place' 'e glared at 'er
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 17:41:09 GMT -5
s'e smiled. 'Well, you could try.' s'e now leaned on t'e table. 'So, when did you decide to turn on us?'
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 17:42:43 GMT -5
'e stared straight at 'er' { When...I...became...friends....with...Dixie} vocals spoke' 'e reluctanly decided to tell them most of what they wanted from 'im
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 17:45:13 GMT -5
'Ah, Dixie. s'e looked'im in t'e eye. 'Let me guess...You 'ave feelings for Dixie? You want to impress 'er so that she'll maybe like you back?
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 17:48:17 GMT -5
'e looked at 'e glaring angrily' 'e stood up quickly lunging for 'er e'en though 'is hands were cuffed behind 'im
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 17:50:08 GMT -5
s'e stayed where s'e was, waving 'er hand at t'e police officers telling them to do nothing'
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 17:54:40 GMT -5
{ Bxtch} 'e snarled angrily' 'e glared at 'er standing on t'e other side of t'e table' 'e kicked t'e table towards 'er so it knocked 'er from 'er chair 'e lunged for 'er 'gain
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 17:55:48 GMT -5
s'e fell to t'e ground, a large crack was 'eard as 'er head hit first, s'e made a small noise of pain, then motioned weakly for t'e cops to restrain 'im
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 17:57:30 GMT -5
'e struggled with t'e cops as they dragged 'im backwards cuffing 'im to t'e chair by 'is wrists and ankles' 'e pulled at t'e cuffs momentarily before sitting still frowning at 'is badge 'gain knowing t'e girl would have more questions
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 17:58:53 GMT -5
s'e got up, shaking it off an ignoring t'e warm blood running down 'er neck. 'I think I was right' s'e sat back down. 'So, what do you help Tex with?'
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 18:00:23 GMT -5
{ Whate'er...'e....tells...m'to...} vocals reply as gaze turned to 'er's still glaring slightly
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 18:01:32 GMT -5
'Understandable' What is it? Drugs, killing, perhaps. s'e smirked sloghtly, then frowned. 'Did he tell you to try an' kill Nick?
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Post by dixie on Jun 10, 2006 18:02:34 GMT -5
dixie calls scoffields cell phone waiting ou t in the lley impatiently
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 18:02:55 GMT -5
{ Both} vocals replied then 'e smirked { Got...a...thing... for...dear....Stokes?} vocals mocked as 'e smirked
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 18:04:06 GMT -5
s'e smirked. 'Maybe. But we aren't talking 'bout Nick an' I'
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 18:07:46 GMT -5
'voids widened slightly as 'is cellphone rang hanging on 'is belt' 'is wallet was right beside t'e phone and it held all t'e information 'e had collected in order to kill Stokes' a picture of Stokes was also in 'is wallet' 'e tried to hide it but was unsuccessful
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 18:08:54 GMT -5
s'e went o'er to 'im an' grabbed 'is wallet an' cellphone. s'e answered t'e cellphone, but said nothing...yet'
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