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Post by dixie on Jun 10, 2006 18:09:24 GMT -5
dixie waits
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 18:10:38 GMT -5
'e tried to pull 'way as 'e felt 'er hands on 'is belt'{ Bxtch} 'e snarled trying to get loose from t'e cuffs' 'e glared at Sara
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 18:10:57 GMT -5
'Lo? s'e finally said into t'e phone, while looking through Scoffield's wallet.
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Post by dixie on Jun 10, 2006 18:13:12 GMT -5
dixie hears the wommans voice she waits a min. " w..wheres scoffiels, lemme tlk to him plz."
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 18:15:41 GMT -5
s'e held t'e cellphone to Scoffield's ear. 'For you'
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 18:16:51 GMT -5
{ Dixie.....hang....up....they'll......track....t'e....call...} vocals tell 'er quickly as voids looked to Sara quickly
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 18:17:36 GMT -5
We already are tracking it' s'e smirked at 'im
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 18:20:23 GMT -5
'e frowned angrily at Sara then smirked suddenly { Dixie...get....Stokes...} vocals told 'er' as 'e smirked tantingly at Sara
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Post by dixie on Jun 10, 2006 18:20:26 GMT -5
shxt, she drops the phone gets in her vette the humm ov the rebuilt engine hearablefrom outside the csi building. she burns rubber as sehe leaves using her car phone to call up tex's guyz
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 18:21:24 GMT -5
s'e shut t'e cellphone, taking it with 'er as s'e sat down 'gain
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 18:24:10 GMT -5
'e stared at 'er' frowning slightly { Pxssed?} 'e smirked evily at 'er 'e stared at 'er still' { And..to..answer...your...question....Nick...was...m'target...}
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 18:25:16 GMT -5
'es not anymore' You'll be locked up for quite awhile
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 18:26:48 GMT -5
'e frowned at 'er { You...have...no...evidence} vocals growled at 'er'
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Post by dixie on Jun 10, 2006 18:27:59 GMT -5
dixie sits quietly in the car she didnt know what to do.
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 18:28:13 GMT -5
Oh, i'm a witness, an' i do 'ave evidence' Greg told m' some things'
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Post by dixie on Jun 10, 2006 18:30:03 GMT -5
the car swerves off the road and she hits a building not injuring anyone...well anyone but herself her head hits the horn as she lay there a reallyyy loud crash as part of the upper building crashed down on the car
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 18:31:28 GMT -5
{ Witnesses can't be hard evidence} 'e smirked knowing what juries would do with what evidence' 'e smirked as 'e stared at 'er
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 18:33:18 GMT -5
'I'll work it out' Meanwhile, you'll be put in a high security cell. s'e got up, leaving t'e room, an' letting t'e cops take care of 'im
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 18:37:22 GMT -5
'e snarled angrily as 'e was dragged down t'e hallway to t'e hgih security cell' 'e growled angrily as they cuffed 'is hands behind 'im and 'is ankles together' bod was tossed into t'e cell' 'e groaned painfully as 'e slid 'cross t'e ground slamming into t'e back wall and lay motionless
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 18:39:21 GMT -5
s'e came to check on Scoffield, an' saw 'im motionless. s'e waited t'see if 'e came to
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