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Post by Toph on Jan 6, 2008 23:44:31 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]PLOT TIME[/glow] Ok. I thought this through and I liked it. WHAT IF Hughe and Steven return, but as NYPD. The new deranged presedent, Mr. Hawkthorn, Had made them cops. The lives of sara and kyle, and their unborn child are at risk. D:
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Post by O f f i c e r Kyle. on Jan 6, 2008 23:52:54 GMT -5
(Oh crap. Watch out!! Kyle was gonna become NYPD, but I don't think he will now. I'm guessing you are suggesting I'll play one of them? I wanna play an evil character. lol.)
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Post by Toph on Jan 6, 2008 23:56:18 GMT -5
((joo can play err hughe. I want to do steve.))
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Post by O f f i c e r Kyle. on Jan 6, 2008 23:59:44 GMT -5
(Okay.)
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Post by Toph on Jan 7, 2008 16:33:41 GMT -5
Sara was at the desk, writing on a form. She had neat and clean handwriting. Her hand started to cramp. She had been writing more than she was accustomed to. She had saved an orange, extremely over weight cat, named Mellon. He had been abused to the near opposite of what she was used to. He had horrible arthritis in his hips and ankles. Sara sighed. She had a few more things to wright. She glanced down at her stomach. It had grown over double its size in the past few months. She yawned and continue to write.
Outside, leaning his tall figure against the brick wall of the ASPCA, was a NYPD. He stood a few inches taller that Kyle, probably the tallest in New York. He didn't care, all that was swarming in his thick, diabolical mind of his, was revenge. Revenge for the woman he wanted, revenge for what /they/ had done to him. Steven glanced at his watch. He growled through gritted teeth, making a woman, who was waiting for a bus, glance behind her. 'The bus is late, Hughe better get is -bleep- on there, or I'll go it alone' He shouted in his mind. The spring air was cool, birds chirped, trees and flowers had bloomed. Despite the cool air, beads of sweat formed on Steven's face. He was deep in concentration. How would he prevail if Hughe had failed to show up? He had been planning this for months, this was the right day and he would not do it on any other time. 'Poor Frank' He mumbled in his head. He was rotting in a cell right now, Steve was unable to do a thing. He checked his weapons that a normal cop would have. A pair of hand cuffs, a pistol, Mase((pepper spray)), and a night stick. Steve glanced at a bus. 'Finally!' he roared in his head. This was the bus Hughe was planned to be on.
((Holly freaking cow, I have NEVER made such a long post in my life. I could write a book with that. D:))
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Post by O f f i c e r Kyle. on Jan 7, 2008 18:17:57 GMT -5
Kyle came up behind Sara silently, bending over and hugging her, just for the fun of it. He smiled happily. This was so far a good day. So far.
Hughe got off the bus, and imediately saw Steven. Not that hard really. He came up to him without a word about his being late.
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Post by Toph on Jan 7, 2008 18:25:52 GMT -5
Sara had been finishing up the form before kyle nearly scared her to death. Her signature was now scribbled and unable to be read. She was smart enough to write it with pencil. She felt Kyle's warmth and looked up with her bright blue eyes to see Kyle's smiling face. She smiled back.
Steven rose an eyebrow. Even with his mouth closed, Hughe's breath made Steve turn away. He towered the short, fat man. Steve glanced at the glass doors, made sure there was no one around and started walking to the door.
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Post by O f f i c e r Kyle. on Jan 7, 2008 18:31:12 GMT -5
"Sorry." Kyle said seeing her signature messed up by him. He leaned on the counter looking at her "Nice day. Cold, but nice."
Hughe followed with a slight smirk. Revenge. A nice thing the drove both men to this.
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Post by Toph on Jan 7, 2008 18:40:40 GMT -5
Sara smiled and fixed her signature. She glanced out the glass doors. Two figures walked through the door. She didn't say anything but stood. The smell of the strange calone from the tallest, and the mucky smell of the last triggered memories. She Looked at Kyle, worry was all over her face.
Steven ignored Sara's worried looks. He saw the ring upon Sara's right ring finger and almost gasped. Anger boiled up in him. His plan was going well, for before he walking in the building, he made sure all the other officers were on duty. He gave Hughe the signal and his plan was going in action. He neared torward Kyle, hand on the pistol, with a quirky smile.
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Post by O f f i c e r Kyle. on Jan 7, 2008 18:43:26 GMT -5
Kyle suddenly got an uneasy feeling that turned to fear as he recognized the two, not only were they out of jail, but officers? Since when was that possible? He stood still, he himself ready for the attack he knew would come.
Hughe nodded back, taking his pstol out holding it, just wanting to use it on Kyle.
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Post by Toph on Jan 7, 2008 18:51:11 GMT -5
Sara squeaked. She never trusted herself with a gun. Why was she so timid to use one? Because they hurt people. She had tons of reasons. She couldn't move. How were they police officers? How? the questions exploded in her head.
Steve grimaced as he saw Sara's stomach. He was behind her quicker before anyone could draw their weapon. He had her in a head lock and a knife to her throat. Sara didn't dare to speak or swallow. She just whimpered in protest. The sharp bade had nicked her throat. Scarlet blood trickled down her neck.
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Post by O f f i c e r Kyle. on Jan 7, 2008 19:00:12 GMT -5
Kyle froze in terror. His wife had a knife to her throat, and he had Hughe's gun pointed at him. He didn't know what to do, he knew Sara needed help, but any move towards Steven and he'd be shot, and Steven would most likely kill Sara, or kidnap her. He couldn't let that happen.
Hughe laughed "Now what are you gonna do?" He had an evil grin on his face as he was read to shoot Kyle.
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Post by Toph on Jan 7, 2008 19:12:12 GMT -5
Sara avoided eye contact with any one. She fears that if Kyle saw her eyes, he would be tempted to move, but he would have a bullet in him. She tried to think of anything, ANYTHING.
The dogs were barking and howling, The cats yowling. Julia and been asleep, but awoken by the noise.
A vet from the hospital had come to put a few papers up, bet when she saw the scene she screamed and had a gun pointed at her. She dropped her papers and looked terrified.
A large spotted white animal lumbered lazily into the lobby. She roared, making Steve jump. The snow leopard had teeth bared, and her tail lashed about.
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Post by O f f i c e r Kyle. on Jan 7, 2008 19:15:33 GMT -5
Emerald eyes glared at the two intruders. They weren't welcome. Orange fur, black stripes and creamy paws and underbelly, this animal was an overly large tiger, protective of the two officers he had trusted since he had been a cub. He roared, just as load, mayb louder than Emily, claws unsheathed and fangs bared like the snow leopard's.
Kyle stood still. 'Don't get shot' he pleaded silently to the two cats.
Hughe growled "Why are they here?" He muttered, ready to shoot either of them, or both if needed.
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Post by Toph on Jan 7, 2008 19:25:29 GMT -5
"You are the one that dealt with them not me." Steven said and backed up. Emily came closer, her brown eyes glared at Steven. She roared again and unsheathed her claws. Steve dropped Sara and he knife, which cam inches of hitting Sara. She held her neck and stood up, a little week in the knee's. A shot came from somewhere. Sara ducked, but realised it wasn't torwards her, but Emily. She was unscathed and pounced on Steve.
Steve fell over and was pinned down, Emily was an inch from his face, teeth bared, and growling. She waited for the other man to be disarmed or killed.
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