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Post by Pirate on Jul 28, 2014 11:28:36 GMT -5
[He can't get shot! AGAIN!]
Clark glanced down at his partner a moment before sighing and getting to his feet. Now it was his turn. He slowly approached the truck while the man was busy adjusting something in the back of the truck. He figured the crunching snow beneath his feet would give away his position, so he called out to the man once he was a few feet away. "'Scuse me." The man turned around, a bored expression on his face. Clark reacted in seconds, decking the guy straight in the nose and knocking him out. Glancing around nonchalantly to make sure no one saw, he picked up the unconscious man and tossed him into the back of the truck, motioning for his partner to come over. "Figured this was the easiest way. And look, we have a truck!" He grinned and got into the driver's seat, waiting for her to get in before he drove back to their temporary home. Once they arrived, he got out and grabbed the man, slinging him over his shoulder and carrying him inside fireman style, dropping him carelessly into a chair and tying him up with dish towels. Unfortunately, they were lacking in a supply of rope. "Now we just wait till he wakes up."
[XD]
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Post by Caebeeb on Jul 28, 2014 13:52:20 GMT -5
[Might I remind you, Heath got shot FOUR times! xDD]
[Oh, dear lord, Clark...]
Rylan got to her feet as her partner approached the man, gawking as he simply knocked him out. Shaking her head, she walked over to him when he beckoned. "Good god, Clark," she chuckled, getting into the passenger seat. When they arrived at their residence, she followed him and the unconscious man inside, watching as he craftily tied dish towels around him to keep him in place. She shook her head again, still laughing. "This mission keeps getting better and better." She pulled up a chair in front of the man and sat down, waiting for him to rouse.
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Post by Pirate on Jul 30, 2014 15:04:46 GMT -5
[Pff, I shot Heath four times  XD]
Clark shrugged, glancing over at his partner. "Better than having to deal with any sort of struggle. I've learned a more forceful and direct approach gets better results." He grinned and then returned his eyes to their captive, who had begun to stir. The man groaned and then lifted his head, seeing the two people standing in front of him. "Where am I?" He made a movement with his arm, only to have it remain in place, restrained by the dish towels. "What the hell?"
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Post by Caebeeb on Jul 30, 2014 15:35:07 GMT -5
Rylan glanced at her partner, "I'd say you're liking this too much, Clarky." She offered him a teasing smile before turning her eyes back to their captive. She stood up as he began to rouse, folding her arms over her chest. "Who do you get your shipments from?" she asked immediately, ignoring his questions and confusion.
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Post by Pirate on Jul 30, 2014 16:04:14 GMT -5
The man looked confused as he was suddenly questioned, looking around him. "What is this? Who are you people?" He didn't answer the question asked of him, scowling at the two. "That information is confidential. That's company policy." Clark sighed, leaning against the back of the chair and meeting the man face to face. "She asked you a question," he said threateningly and the man's eyes widened in fear. "I-I don't know. I'm just the driver. The items get delivered to the factory and then I deliver them. That's all I do. I promise!" He spoke quickly, as if he was pleading for his life.
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Post by Caebeeb on Jul 30, 2014 19:31:21 GMT -5
Rylan watched with concealed amusement as Clark spoke to the man, shifting her weight slightly. She believed what the man had to say, a sigh escaping her lips, "I suppose you don't even know what you transport." She unfolded her arms and bent down to be level with their captive. "This conversation is our little secret, okay? Because if you mention us to anyone, we'll find you. And I'm sure you can think of a creative ending for that scenario." She smiled, straightening up, knowing that the man wouldn't call her bluff. She glanced at her partner, wordlessly asking if they should free him.
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Post by Pirate on Jul 30, 2014 23:36:31 GMT -5
Clark sighed when he realized they had captured a useless man. So much for that plan. He kind of felt bad for scaring the poor guy. And knocking him unconscious. He was going to bruise pretty badly. Glancing at Rylan, he reached for another dish towel and pulled it over the man's eyes as a blindfold, moving to his bag to grab some handcuffs. He untied the man's arms and cuffed him before untying his legs and leading him back out to the truck. "We should drive back to the store and just leave him there," Clark said, looking back at his partner. "I can take him back myself if you'd rather stay here."
[There is an infinite supply of dish towels XD]
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Post by Caebeeb on Jul 30, 2014 23:53:32 GMT -5
Rylan watched Clark blindfold and cuff the man, trailing the pair out to the truck. She shook her head at his last statement, "I'll go." She got in the truck and waited for Clark to drive them back to the store. When they got there, she got out and waited for her partner, glancing at the man tied up in the truck. "Someone will find him in a few minutes," she chuckled. She turned back to her partner, looping her arm through his. "C'mon, let's trudge home and rethink our strategy."
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Post by Pirate on Jul 31, 2014 0:14:40 GMT -5
Clark nodded and got in the truck, driving them back to where they'd taken the man. He was nice enough to un-cuff him, but warned him not to take off the blindfold until he'd counted to at least one hundred. He also reiterated Rylan's original threat before walking back with his partner. "So what next?"
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Post by Caebeeb on Jul 31, 2014 0:19:58 GMT -5
Rylan shrugged, "I'm not sure. I know, I know, you depend on me to be the wise one in the partnership." She glanced up at him with a grin as they tromped through the snow. "I'd say we should lay low for the rest of the day and do some more snooping tomorrow. Find the warehouse and figure out who makes the deliveries there." She sniffed, "You should probably give your lady friend a call. I can only imagine that she's anxiously waiting."
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Post by Pirate on Jul 31, 2014 0:26:57 GMT -5
Clark chuckled at her suggestion. "I conveniently lost her number." When they reached the house, he pulled off all of his layers until he was in only sweatpants and a T-shirt. Walking into the kitchen, he glanced at his partner. "Do you want dinner?"
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Post by Caebeeb on Jul 31, 2014 0:33:14 GMT -5
Rylan chuckled at his words, "How convenient." When they reached their house, she too stripped off her outer layers so that she was left only in her thermal tights and shirt. She glanced up at his offer, "Why, Clark, are you asking me out?" She grinned, "Yes, I would like dinner. And to see you cook."
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Post by Pirate on Jul 31, 2014 0:54:05 GMT -5
Clark snorted at her question, shaking his head. "You're too much. I can actually cook," he told her. "I had to eat something while I was living on my own." He opened the fridge to see what they had in stock and perused the pantry, but there wasn't much. "Looks like you're getting spaghetti with some cheese sprinkled on top. They didn't even give us tomato sauce." He set to work preparing the meal and once it was done he set two bowls of spaghetti on the table, sitting down and setting to work on it. He was starving after their interrogation.
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Post by Caebeeb on Jul 31, 2014 1:00:45 GMT -5
[Your go-to is spaghetti. XD]
Rylan laughed when Clark named their meal, "I'll take it." She hovered off to the side as she watched him cook, making (what she believed to be) humorous comments as he worked. When the meal was ready, she took her seat and began to eat, finishing after a short while. When they were both done, she gathered their dishes and cleaned up. She headed back to her partner when she was finished, resting her elbows on his shoulders and her hands on his head. "Alright, what now. Entertain me."
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Post by Pirate on Jul 31, 2014 22:42:05 GMT -5
[Is not... xP]
Clark downed his meal pretty quickly and thanked Rylan as she cleaned the dishes. When she requested that he entertained her, he leaned an elbow on the table and twisted himself to look back at her. "With what? I already made you food. What more could I possibly give you?"
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Post by Caebeeb on Jul 31, 2014 22:50:42 GMT -5
[Is too. XD]
Rylan laughed at Clark's words, nudging his shoulder. "I have no clue," she said with a smile, straightening up and heading over to sit on the couch. "We could play charades," she joked, looking over the back of the couch toward her partner. She shot him a grin, settling into the couch.
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Post by Pirate on Aug 1, 2014 0:22:37 GMT -5
[What can I say? I like Italian XD Okay really, what are they going to do? I'm completely out of muse]
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Post by Caebeeb on Aug 1, 2014 0:47:07 GMT -5
[I'm not sure. xD They could discuss their previous issues. Ooo, they could discuss their feelings. XD
And you could bring Heath and Sophia back.]
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Post by Pirate on Aug 2, 2014 20:30:36 GMT -5
[But I don't know how Clark feels about her! They've just been platonic so far...]
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Post by Caebeeb on Aug 2, 2014 20:52:18 GMT -5
[Yeah..."platonic"...
And he's your charrie! You have to know what he thinks/how he feels! xD]
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XD]
