AlexJackson
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No Brian youre not a party to grand theft auto, I kidnapped you. And it was MaryAnne's idea I swipe this car and it was MaryAnne's idea that I help you with this cop. When we met up at Willows Corners she told me that this cop was in town after you and asked if I was willing to help you. *glancing up at the rear view mirror, also seeing the patrol car following and speeds up* And it looks like that Atlanta cop did some grand theft auto of his own. Isnt that MaryAnne's patrol car?
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*looks at the paper that was dropped into the lap and picks it up, tossing it back at her* I'm not a trash can Daney. *No sooner had the words left the blond man's mouth then Brian slams into her, both of them crashing to the ground, watches the exchange between them both and about to speak to Brian as he jerks open the door, when the courthouse doors burst open and the flatfoot in question heads down the steps* Oh crap!! *turns to see Brian and places on foot on the ground, stands halfway up partially vacating the seat, grabs Brian by his jacket and hauls him into the car slides him along the steernig wheel and bowls him into the passenger seat, sits back down and slams on the gas, the car taking off in a burst of speed, the force slamming the driver side door* This isnt what I had in mind but I'm not about to let that cop use your black clad butt for target practice! Now buckle up!! *states the Brian as the wheel is turned hard to the side, the Caprice going along the Hazzard Square circle then out of it and heading for open country*
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*listens to the words and rubs a hand over his face* Damn...I can imagine what his brand of justice is. Whatever it is, I'm not going to let him do anything to Brian...*then gazes at the Deputy grinning* Well seems I did steal his car...looks like that put me at the top of the dispensing justice list, doesnt it? *turns and gets back and gets into the stolen car and stomps on the gas, the tires spinning as the car takes off, heading back to the town square with the pedal to the floor... After driving at top speed for awhile, ends up back at Hazzard Square and pulls right up to the courthouse* Hmmmm I wonder where you are? *looks around not seeing the cop in question* I bet here somewhere wondering what happened to your car, arent you flatfoot? *Whispers to self then shrugs* Well lets see what happens when you poke a bear with stick. *begins honking the horn, then rolls down the window* Hey! Yo! Cop! I got a cop car right here! Yoo Hoo!! Atlanta cop!! *making all kinds of noise trying to draw attention to himself...*
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*watching the road then turns the attention to Brian, creasing brow a moment remembering that night* Oh yeah I remember that! *chuckles* We really weren't on the best of terms back then we were? *watching Brian a moment the smile fading a little* You and I pretty much hated each other. But there are no hard feelings about that night...are there? *keeping attention on Brian, waiting for the answer...*
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*watching the Deputy then looks at the car, the smile slowly fading from the blond man's face, then raises gaze to look at MaryAnne...* "I want to help my Brother." *states, the dark eyes locked on the Deputy's face*
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*grins* "Well Deputy there are a number of things I could do to this car. It all depends on whether or not you want that other cop to get it back." *chuckles*
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*grinning, lowers hands then pulls off a lid and shows Brian a roll then taps it against the side of the wheelbarrow* These things arent exactly fresh. They're as hard as rocks and you know as well as I do that a hard roll can be a formidable weapon! *laughs then puts the lid back on then grips the handles and lifts the wheelbarrrow moving it among the other Thanksgiving weapons...* Okay Wild Turkey, I think we're ready for any of those armed hungry hunters.
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*A blond man also enters the woods, dressed in usual blue jeans and denim jacket, both hands are around the handles of a wheelbarrow that hes hefting and pushing. He hears the commotion and the shout and grins, then turns and heading towards it. Finally spotting the black leather and feather covered turkey and stops, setting wheelbarrow down and puts up hands in surrender* Wild Turkey... I too am on the most wanted list for Thanksgiving. *Looks at the supplies and nods then smiles motioning to the wheelbarrow, which contains two huge square 5 gallon containers with lids on them* You forgot the rolls and stuffing. *Grins* Turkeys do stick together you know... *Keeps hands up waiting to see if this wild turkey will allow another to join him in battle*
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*The stolen Chevy slows to a stop at Willows Corners, the blond man behind the wheel laughing as he shuts the engine down and checks his watch* "Ha! And with 5 minutes to spare!" *chuckles then gets out of the car and leans up against the driver side door crossing arms over chest, waiting for MaryAnne to appear*
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*grins* "Done, see you there!" *turns and heads out of the booking room, ducking into the Rhuebottom's store...coming out with a small tool kit and carefully makes way to the Chevy Caprice. Leans against it a moment looking right and then left. When the coast is clear turns to face the drive side door...taking a flat peice of metal the shape of a ruler and sticks it down into the window popping the lock then gets in, tipping over to one side and reaches under the dash pulling out some wires. Takes out a small keychain size knife and opens it, severing a pair of wires then exposes the wiring, touching them to one another, the engine sputtering before it finally kicks over. Grins then sits up and puts the car in gear, hitting the gas on the Caprice and takes off for Willows Corner...*
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Sign me up too! And I vote to Brian to wear feathers and do the Turkey Trot...*chuckles*
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*Follows the Deputy and peers out the window, watching the police lieutenant heading for the cafe, turns to look at her and grins...* "Why of course MaryAnne, I'm always up for some mischief." *Turns back to look at the Chevy Caprice* "So, I steal the car and meet you....where?" *tirns to look at MaryAnne, waiting for an answer...*
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*chuckles watching MaryAnne then grins at the question* "A bear claw is a flaky pastry thats baked in the shape of a bear's paw." *Holds up own hand, fingertips curling in slightly, imitating the shape of the pastry in question.* "Looks sort of like this, they're pretty good and usually have almonds on them." *Smiling a moment then lowers the hand* "Does that answer your question? And what's the next bad guy question?"
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"You're probably the first and only law officer Ive ever trusted." *straightens as the clipboard is moved away, crossing arms over chest, clearing throat wondering if face is red at this point, brushing hand over cheeks nonchalantly* "Okay so what's the next question?"
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*watching as the suited man exists then turns at the Deputy giving a shrug* "No you probably don't." *smiles* "Just trust me on it okay? So what's the next question?" *Cranes neck to look at the clipboard*
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*Turns from speaking to the suited man to look at the Deputy and leans closer to her, voice dropping low* "No not necessarily Deputy, for instance, you are a law enforcement officer but youre not a cop." *gives a little grin at that then shrugs* "I know it sounds strange but there is a difference, at least to me."
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*Grins at the reply...* "Yeah you might go for a bear claw instead!" *chuckles*
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*Watching as the suited man comes in and looks everyone over...* "Well I recognize a cop when I see one." *Mutters to MaryAnne watching as the man does an about face and starts to head out* "This might take a while pal, you might want to get a coffee and a donut down the street at the Busy Bee." *Grinning a little at the statement made to the departing cop's back...*
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*turns from Doc to look at the Deputy...* "Well bad guys do take risks and..." *The words stop as the booking room doors open and the man in the suit walks in, raising an eyebrow....*
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Shhh!! *puts finger to lips, speaking to MaryAnne* "Youre right, don't want that all over town about Doc and I being extra friendly." *looks from MaryAnne to Doc then shrugs* "Well Doc has a very shall we say healthy appetite and I think even Superman might need a hand now and then dealing with it." *grins sheepishly, then chuckles*
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*dark eyes widen then looks at Doc, then at MaryAnne, feeling face suddenly blush* "Doc!" *clears throat, the cat out of the bag now and sighs running hand over mouth before looking at the doctor pointedly, the color draining from the face* "You and I seeing each other is supposed to be a secret, or at least it was! I mean I know you wanted me to go all night and you said these pills would do it but..." *sighs rubbing hand over eyes. "I'm a mortal man Doc, not a robot and now Brian's cousin is going to know that we're having an affair!" *mortified about the secret being out then turns slowly to look at MaryAnne, not sure what she is going to say*
