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Orange Tabby Cat 2		#81	[-]
Posts: 2025 (08/21/09 03:17:40) Lady Marmalade Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	They nibble on their snacks. Kathy finds a deli in a little side street where she gets them two cups of steaming coffee. Taking a break from walking they rest on a little bench. "Shucks! I forgot my shades in that store. Wait here, I'll be right back. I can count on you to defend my seat, right?" Kathy winks. "Will fight for it with my life." Gene answers with a clipped, conspiratorial voice. "Good. I count on you." She grins while she heads back to the little deli and cafe. Gene was so much fun, too bad she hasn't found out more about his missing friend. And too bad that he had to go back to work soon. When she enters the store the woman behind the counter already holds out her shades to her. "Thanks! Story of my life, I'd forget my head if it wasn't attached to my body." Kathy sips her coffee when suddenly someone blocks her way. "Hey gorgeous. My, what a nice big bag you have there." "What..?" Ice cold eyes that belong to a mean looking man stare at her. "Give me your bag bitch. Now." Trying to back away she shakes her head, "no. I...no. Come on. I really need to leave now. This is ....please." Not her bag. Not today when almost all the money she's made in the last couple of months is in there. All the money she needs to buy her dress and get other things for the weekend she's planned for months. Why hasn't she left the damn bag in the car? Why weren't there any people here? "Please?" The guy mocks her. "What's in there that is more important than your health...your life?" He flexes his gloved hands, makes a fist with the right one. "I'm not kidding. Give it to me. NOW!" Kathy backs away another step but shakes her head, "no. Look, I can't. Not today. No... you don't understand, see I..." "Shut up bitch." She throws her paper cup in his face and tries to run. But he grabs his hand and furiously strikes her across the face twice very hard knocking her against the wall of the next building. Blood is dripping from her nose and her left eye hurts like crazy. Despite the dizziness and blackness that threatens to take her - despite the sickness she feels, she hold on to her bag with a death grip. "NO! HELP, HELP! " She yells and tries to get to his face with out streched fingers of one hand. "NO!" She scratches across the skin using all the force she can manage, drawing blood. With a grunt the man's hands go to his face. Kathy takes a step towards him and pulls her knee up as hard as she can. Her aim is a little off and before she can try again he strikes her again... "...and leaves me still in love with you. (My hand, my heart)" Last Edited By: Orange Tabby Cat 2 08/21/09 03:29:15. Edited 2 times.
DCI Gene Hunt		#82	[-]
Posts: 64 (08/26/09 16:21:05) The Guv' Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	How long can it take to pick up a pair of sunglasses? Bloody gossiping women! He takes a cigarette packet from his pocket and shakes one out. He'll give her another minute or two and then he's going to look for her, promise or no promise. He's rummaging around in his jacket pocket for his lighter when he becomes aware of a ruckus coming from the direction Kathy had headed off in. "NO! HELP, HELP! NO!" He's already on his feet, copper's reflexes kicking in, and running in the direction of the disturbance when he hears the scream for help. He finds Kathy, face bloodied and already starting to bruise, struggling with a guy. "Oi yer little runt, I think the lady wants her bag back!" The guy turns, looks him up and down with a sneer. "Mind your fucking business, lardass!" The guy turns back towards Kathy. "Gee, honey, is he the best you could find?" "Oh you are really pissin' me off!" Gene growls as he lunges at the guy. The sudden movement distracts the mugger, who loses his grip on Kathy's bag.. Which pisses the guy off even more, and he tries to make another grab at the bag. "You know, I don't much like blokes who 'urt women, even women who aren't as defenceless as they look. 'Ow about I give you a taste of yer own medicine, you spineless bastard?" The mugger's short and light on his feet. Gene might be bigger and heavier, but he has the advantage of his frequent fights with Sam working in his favour. He blocks the mugger's punches easily, and retaliates with a punch to the gut that doubles the guy over. Gene finishes him with a vicious kidney punch. "You're nicked, sunshine. You have the right to remain silent, but anything you do say will be taken down and may be used in evidence against you." "You can't do this!" "Oh I think you'll find I can. Now are you goin' to come quietly, or am I going to have to bounce you round the walls?" With the mugger subdued, he turns his attention back to Kathy. "You OK, Red?"
Orange Tabby Cat 2		#83	[-]
Posts: 2028 (09/03/09 12:32:17) Lady Marmalade Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	"I think so..." Gingerly Kathy wipes the blood off and touches her nose. Her eyes narrow, "no...you know what? Actually I'm not okay! This jerk almost got most of the money I've made in the last months! Can you imagine that? Almost two thousand dollars!" She steps forward and starts yelling at the guy on the ground, "you should be ashamed of yourself! I've worked hard for this.Just for your imformation, Mister Hunt here is a cop and he can absolutely arrest you! Too bad they've closed Alcatraz! They should lock you up in that cell underground and throw away the key you...you son of a bitch!!!" With that she kicks his butt very hard. Her action is followed by a grunt and a curse from the perp and a grin from Gene. "you 'eard the lady. Off you go. Local sheriffs are already 'ere." Now Kathy notices the police car that has stopped close to them. When Gene picks him up his knee 'accidently' makes contact with the guy's nose. After they've explained what happend and the guy is taken away, the adrenaline is wearing off, "ouch, dammit this really hurts! Really, really hurts hard!" With shaking knees she sinks down. She leans against the wall, softly probing up her face again "shit! I didn't need this today. Sorry, this kind of put a damper on our trip huh? And thanks! Big time! Not sure what he would have done if you wouldn't have shown up. I think he was on something, have you seen his eyes?" She groans, feeling sick to her stomach again and lets out a weak "ouch" again. "...and leaves me still in love with you. (My hand, my heart)" Last Edited By: Orange Tabby Cat 2 09/04/09 07:21:52. Edited 2 times.
DCI Gene Hunt		#84	[-]
Posts: 65 (09/10/09 13:40:16) The Guv' Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	He turns her face towards the light; bruises are already blossoming around her eye and across her cheek. "Looks like he got you good and proper didn't he... I should have kicked ten shades of shit out of 'im while I 'ad the chance! Bastard." The last word comes out as snarl and his fists clench. It felt good, the surge of anger as he laid into Kathy's attacker; he felt good. Needed. In control. Useful. He pulls a hip flask from his pocket and offers it to her. "Here. You look like you need it more than me." He watches, as she takes a drink and grimaces as the neat whisky burns a path down her throat. "Reckon we oughta find you a doctor or hospital, make sure that bastard didn't do any serious damage. An' I'll drive you home. but first... Hand it over. Not the 'ole bag, you loopy mare! What's in it. Not having you wandering round with two grand under your arm for any thieving Tom, Dick or 'Arry to take a shine to." Last Edited By: DCI Gene Hunt 09/11/09 12:15:18. Edited 1 times.
Orange Tabby Cat 2		#85	[-]
Posts: 2038 (09/12/09 01:30:25) Lady Marmalade Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Kathy eyes the small bottle, opens it and sniffs carefully, "why not...thanks". She takes a big swig and pulls a face. "I think it already helps, now my throat burns so much that my face doesn't hurt anymore", she croaks. "Okay, you can drive Speedy, I guess. I hope she'll let you, she's a bit moody sometimes but then again...so are you." Kathy grins but instantly lets out a hiss when her face hurts even more. She agrees to let him drive her to the hospital, it was not a bad idea to have herself checked up. "I just hope my nose isn't broken! If he did that I'll find a way to throw him in the dungeon of Alcatraz! You'd help me, right?" Gene stirs her down the street arching his brows, "so now it's a good place to put the bad guys after all, Red?" "Well...yes. This one at least." She hands him the envelope with the bills, "alright, alright, you can take it. But there is no way I'm leaving today without picking up my dress. So if someone robs you.." At this Gene snorts and laughs, "if someone robs you I'll get it back from you." "Come one Red, lets have ya checked out. The guy must have given you a concussion if you seriously think a robber can take this away from me." On the drive home Kathy already has her spirits back. Her nose wasn't broken, there was indeed danger of a light concussion but the doctor didn't think so. While they've waited she had chatted with the owner of the hospital store in San Francisco and she had told her she wants some samples of the things Kathy makes. When she picked up her gown, the ladies all fuzzed over her after hearing her story and finally gave her a huge discount. Gene had still shaken his head about the amount of money she put into one dress but thought better than to tell her. 'I 'ope Mister Boyfriend will appreciate all the trouble' he thinks to himself. She'd fallen asleep in the car after chatting a mile a minute about all the things they could do next time in San Francisco. The whiskey must have helped knock her out a little... Back at home he had insisted to stay with her until John came home. That earned him a big, long hug and a kiss on the cheek, "Gene, you are the best! Thanks so much again. You ...I don't know where I would be right now without you." "Next time something like 'at happens just hand over the bloody bag Red. That way you'll probably be alright and not look like one of those United sissys after the 'ooligans got them." continued in John Nash's thread' "...and leaves me still in love with you. (My hand, my heart)"* Last Edited By: Orange Tabby Cat 2 09/12/09 05:15:03. Edited 1 times.
DCI Gene Hunt		#86	[-]
Posts: 67 (10/19/09 14:12:51) The Guv' Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Continued from John Nash's thread He leans back against the wall, cigarette in one hand, hip flask in the other, Nash's accusing words still ringing in his ears. Tosser. I'm a copper not a ruddy psychic! And he has the nerve to call me an oaf? Pompous twat! He drags angrily on the cigarette and huffs out a stream of smoke. He'd been within a hair's breadth of punching Professor Fruitcake's lights out when Kathy had stepped into the firing line. Yer a perceptive woman, Red. Ballsy too. He raises the hip flask in silent toast. It must have taken guts to step between them like that, given what had happened earlier; knowing that at any moment either one - although most probably he - might take a swing at the other. She'd fought like a wildcat when she was attacked too, marked her assailant good and proper; if the scumbag hadn't been high as a kite she probably would have got away Miss Wildcat... Now that has a nice ring to it. He drains the last mouthful of whisky, and stuffs the flask back in his pocket. The day's earlier mis-adventure has left him with a bit of a problem: he's stranded. Kathy had intended to drop him at the Phoenix on her way home, but one drug-crazy scumbag put paid to that plan. He drags out the mobile phone that he's still pretty clueless about, to be honest, but this time that works in his favour - the number for the taxi firm he used when Kathy and her mate went missing is still in his "call log". There might even be time for a couple of swift ones before he has to cross the "Twilight Zone" (as he's come to call the gateway or whatever-it-is between Manchester and here) again... Last Edited By: DCI Gene Hunt 10/19/09 14:16:49. Edited 2 times.

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