AlexJackson

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Now see Brian, all of that is good useful information! So dont think youre not handy around here because you are, and if youre looking for a post to alter, I recommend Daney's! Oh she wont mind one bit since youre her favorite favorite author in the whole wide world... *chuckles*

*sighs putting the car into gear then fastens own seat belt* I'm not trying to hide you from that cop, and I don't want to fight it for you, I want to fight it with you Brian. If that cop is still lurking around I can't just take this car to the courthouse, it was MaryAnne's idea I steal it in the first place and that cop will probably try and get her in trouble. *turns the car and heads down a backroad, heading towards Hazzard Square...looks down at the CB radio* Maybe we can contact her? Have her meet us and find out where that cop is? *turns to look at Brian briefly before focusing attention back on the road*

C-- Linda Mae Barnes

*Sees the daggers in the gaze from Brian and returns it, dark eyes holding an intensity to them, the mouth tightening a moment then reaches into pocket and take out the tiny silver handcuff key and holds it up, then gets Brian's wrist and uncuffs it, then unlocks own wrist, then puts the cuffs in jacket pocket...* Cute stunt? Do you really think this is a stunt Brian? Well its not. Have you really stopped and thought a moment about who we're dealing with here?? This is a cop Brian. You and I have dealt with jerk bad guys in the past but a cop is a whole different ballgame and you know it! He's got the law on his side and a badge that is a license to kick butt wherever and whenever and to whomever he wants! MaryAnne knows this is serious Brian and she wants me to help you. She gave me a choice and I chose, I chose to help you. *stops a moment, wiping hand over face, then once again focuses attention on Brian* If this cop succeeds in getting his revenge I'm going to have to face MaryAnne and look into her eyes and tell her that her attempt to help you failed. That I failed not only her but you too. *closes eyes a moment then turns to look out the window* If something happens to you, MaryAnne would have to live with that for the rest of her life and so would I. *voice low then squeezes eyes shut at that, not wanting to even let thoughts stray to such a horrible possibility...*takes a deep breath then once again turns to face Brian, dark eyes holding a slight sheen to them* I can't just walk away and hope and pray that all this works out Brian. I made a promise a long time ago that I'd be by your side no matter what. If the situation was reversed you wouldn't let me face this cop alone. You'd do everything you could to try and help me. Let me do the same for you. *swallows hard a moment* please...

*hears the shout and turns to see Cooter pulling up, obviously about to tow the deserted black car...* Aw man there goes our get away car! *murmurs to Brian then nods to Cooter* Hey Cooter, yeah like Brian said we're just watching the car. Oof! *tries to keep balance as Brian jerks his arm around, then straightening trying to appear as normal as possible* Okay go ahead and take it away we'll just get out of your way... *clears throat then motions to the Caprice* Come on we better get out of here before the Dukes come back or whoever shows up... *Makes way over to the car then looks at Brian* We have to get in this way, and besides its too late to hide, he probably saw the handcuffs. *then walks around to the driver side and opens it* You slide in first then I will. *watches as Brian slides in then turns to the side and gets into the car as well, giving a grin then leaning over and gets the wires, touching the two together, the engine hesitating at first but then kicks over* Stolen cop car or not we know the backroads around here good enough to make it back into town in a quiet, sneaky way. Let's go back to Hazzard Square and find Diablo. How's that sound? *turns to look at Brian*

*listens to Brian speak, wandering around to the back of the car and pops open the trunk, rummaging around in it, finally looks around the open lid to peer at Brian* "You're right, I'm not going to let you face that cop alone. You're not the only one with a past, I am too. Before I came here I was an assassin with a colorful career in the murder for hire business and like you I had nothing to lose, I was a loner. Yes I did enter this contest and I know that a true bad guy is still a loner who needs no one to help him out. *Slams down the lid to the trunk and walks around it, facing the pacing man in black* We have a lot in common Brian, I too have changed. Does that pardon my past? *shakes his head* No it doesnt. I stole that cop's car and whether you want help or not you got it. You need help shaking that city cop and right now I'm as much a target as you are because I stole his car. *Smiles* It was MaryAnne who sent me back to town, she gave me a choice, winning this bad guy contest or help out my Brother... And you know which choice I made. *watches as Brian goes over to the gas tank and opens it, then joins him at it* So with that in mind...*brings one hand up, instead of a peice of hose, there's a pair of handcuffs and before the black clad Coltrane can react, the blond man's right wrist is cuffed to Brian's left...gives a grin at his startled expression...* See? I told you there's all sorts of handy things in a cop's trunk. So we're going to trade cars and see if we can find Diablo then talk more about ye olde towne flatfoot. *says with a wide grin*

*watching all the chaos take place, but from the rear view mirror, sees Julie leave her car, her speed off in the General Lee then Jack turn around and head back to town, closes eyes briefly, sighing audibly in relief then glances at passenger and nods* "Ookay I don't know what just happened either Brian but you're right, we're in the clear for now." *nods at Brian's suggestion and turns the wheel hard, the car doing a 180* "Great idea, we can ditch this car for that one. It'll be a lot easier to get away in something that isn't a stolen cop car." *laughs heading back towards Julie's abandoned car* I'm sure we can also find some interesting stuff in the trunk of this car too. You know how those big city cops keep all kinds of cool stuff in their vehicles. Who knows we might find something that'll come in handy." *grins, glancing at Brian a moment* "Once we trade cars, then where are we going to be heading?"

Emery Potter...

E...

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?

*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*

*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...*

C, 2 grand...

Boxes of grits...

*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...*

*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*

*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*

*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.

*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*

*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*

*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...*

Sign me up too! And I vote to Brian to wear feathers and do the Turkey Trot...*chuckles*

*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...*

*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?"