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 Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 3:23 pm
"Ah, there now...poor thing, you took quite a bump. I'll take you to the infirmary and patch you up myself, just as soon as you answer a few questions. Just a formality, you understand."
Giving his shoulder a friendly pat, she eased her hip onto the table, sitting beside him with that same sympathetic smile on her face. Her voice was gentle, soothing, lulling him into complacency.
"What's your name, hun? Where are you from?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 3:27 pm
Ping Leaned in making sure to sqeeze her breasts and make full use of her natural atributes and the low cut shirt the held them.
"As for answering your question, I hit you... and if you'd like to avoid being hit again... I'd suggest you answer our questions honestly and with out hitting on me..."
She smiled
"To recap, You hit on me, I hit you"
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 3:36 pm
Clavian glances over at the blonde, memory throwing up a card, specifically a card with a small smoking hole in it...
"Oh. It's you... Hello, you."
Dulcet tones, groaning again as he leaned back on his elbows, his attention shifted to the pretty girl at his side; a slight cheeky grin played across his lips as they parted, locking his gaze with hers
"I don't know you..."
The nearest hand slowly slid over hers as he winked. Or, at least tried to, finally managing with both eyes.
"But I'd like to."
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 3:43 pm
Mia blinked, then broadened her smile. Creep. She gently pulled her hand free of his, lifting one shoulder in a feminine shrug. If he wanted to play games, she'd play; and dammed if she wouldn't win.
"I'd be glad to get to know you. Starting with your name."
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 3:45 pm
: razz ing smiled at the touching moment then sent her stilleto gently into clavs testicals, with enough force to make sure he knew it was there, She set her self on the table keeping the stilleto where it lay::
That goes for her too
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 4:28 pm
The hand that clamped down on Ping's leg wasn't the suspects, but Mia's. Something hard had come into her eyes, turning them to granite. Gently but firmly pushing Ping's leg asside, the young officer replaced the smile on her face as she looked back at the suspect.
"Forgive my Sergeant, she's a touch...eager. It'd really be much easier on all of us if you'd just please cooperate. Your name?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 4:35 pm
Clavian's eyes grow equally cold, his gaze flicking between the foot on his crotch and the newly-introduced sergeant, the corner of his lip curling.
"Alright, you've got my attention; now what do you want with it?"
Leans forward, arms crossing on the tabletop, his unshaven face close to the sergeants, eyes boring into hers.
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 4:37 pm
::ping smiled dryly at the man::
"Do tell us about yourself..."
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 2:47 pm
Glances briefly from one to the other before he sits back, crossing his arms across his chest with an impatient grunt.
"So you wanna know me, huh? Well, those that know me, they call me Clavian. Those that don't, heh, don't."
The self-proclaimed Clavian tilted his head slightly as he spoke the final word, reaching up and rubbing the back of his neck.
"Anythin' else I can help you fine ladies with? Or am I free to go?" he sneered.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 12:43 am
::ping walked around him eyeing him like a lioness does her prey::
You think we dragged your b1tch a** in here for an introduction?
::she leaned on the table now on the opposite side of him::
Or maybe a phone number? a date perhaps? Or is it that dead body in the hotel lobby?
::she slammed a hand on the table::
Which do you think huh?
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Posted: Sat Feb 24, 2007 9:59 am
Clavian's eyes narrowed dangerously. Slowly leaning forward, his left arm laying along the table edge, he planted his right elbow on the table, his hand at eye height, two fingers extended towards Ping, speaking through gritted teeth.
"Hey, the old guy was already a corpse when I got there. You wanna know why he's laying in your morgue?"
He clenched his fist, gesturing behind with his thumb.
"Then go ask the dude that killed him and quit pissin' me about."
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 12:24 am
"I'd like to do that, Clavian. I really would."
Mia's features were all baffled frustration mixed with feminine helplessness. Slowly, she laid her hand on his arm, smoky eyes earnest.
"But I need to know who that is, else we can't stop him from doing it again. It would really help me out if you could remember something...anything, really. People hanging around, anything suspicious you noticed; you look like a sharp guy."
Here she flashed The Smile: the one that had gotten her off with a warning when she'd caused a six car pile-up because she'd been picking up a quarter in the middle of the turnpike at rush hour. It had never failed her yet.
"C'mon Clav hun, be a sport. You sure you can't remember anything that might help me out a little?"
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