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Post by Sweets on Jan 5, 2007 0:55:39 GMT -5
Sweets gasped as his hand gripped her arm fiercely and she struggled to get free. "Let go ame! Whattrya doin'!?" Whipping her head around she noticed the larger cop coming closer and eased up her struggling slightly. She didn't want to go with Golly but she sure as heck didn't want to stay behind with that guy.
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Post by gollymclean on Jan 5, 2007 1:37:36 GMT -5
"Tryin' to save both our asses!" Golly snapped at her not loosening his grip. He knew the Sergent was close but fought the desire to glance over his shoulder. Unfortunately one can only go so fast on foot, in the snow, carrying 90 something pounds of dead weight and pulling another 100 against its will.
The Sergent caught up. "McLean, looks like you 'ave your hands full"
Golly didn't stop, rather he glanced at Sweets and responded, "I have it under control, sir"
The Sergent laughed, "Yeah, I know, I saw it all" He grabbed Sweets wrist with one hand his cuffs with the other, "I'll take the girly off your hands" He attempted to twirl the cuff over her small wrist but Golly pulled her away with one mighty tug. He didn't want the cop touching her with his weapons, she hadn't done anything.
"I said I 'ave it under control" He said firmly, still avoiding his superiors eye.
The Sergent nearly choked. The fact that a rookie was talking back to him about anything was unheard of. "McLean that was an order not a request!" He yelled and pulled Sweets toward him. He was not going to let this stupid little Scot push him around. Golly didn't let go of her, turning her into a human tug-o-war
((ok yeah...that was long..ah well))
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Post by Sweets on Jan 5, 2007 12:35:28 GMT -5
((heh, I love the long ones!))
Sweets was yanked back and forth, her arms bruising from their grips. By now she knew for sure she wanted to go with Officer McLean, but the way the crowd was chuckling at the superior's trouble to deal with him was sure to only make the brute angrier.
At the larger man's last tug she let out a small squeak, amazed her arms hadn't ripped off yet. "Ya breakin' my arms heah!" she yelled before thinking, weakly attempting to tug them back to her sides. Well that was it, she was doomed now for sure.
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Post by gollymclean on Jan 5, 2007 18:10:31 GMT -5
"Oh shut up or I'll beak your legs too!" The Sergent barked at Sweets, following it up with a slap across the face, hard enough that his own palm stung a bit . Following the slap he easily threw the cuffs on one wrist while she was dumbstruck. He was beyond angry - an incompetent ungrateful rookie and a difficult little newsie, two things he had no respect for.
Golly gasped when Sweets was slapped, poor kid was just trying to help one of her own and this is what she gets wrapped up in. He yelled, the vein in his forehead popping out, "Don't Touch her!" He let go of her arm, throwing his into the other cops ribs. Unfortunately, the boys weight severely lessened Golly's fighting capabilities.
The Sergent shook off the blow easily, probably due to his excessive "padding." Before Golly could get away the Sergent's fist made its way into Golly's chin sending him to the ground with the poor boy. "Never, NEVER challenge me you worthless louse! I'm writing you up for this! Now get up and lets finish with these too.."
Golly let his head fall back into the snow knowing he'd lost...maybe more than he'd originally thought. He looked at the people staring, and then Sweets - poor Sweets.
((I love the comatose kid hah i have a funny picture in my head yay))
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Post by Sweets on Jan 5, 2007 23:11:30 GMT -5
Sweets put her uncuffed hand to cheek, trying to keep her eyes from glossing over with tears. She glanced down at the cuff on her wrist, then to Golly. This was all her fault, if she would have just trusted him neither of them would be in this mess. As her free hand was also firmly clasped into the cuffs she returned her gaze to Officer McLean, feeling the hot tears now forcing their way from her eyes and slowly streaming down her face. She shook her head, wishing she could apologize without getting him into even more trouble. "Just stop," she choked out quietly, hoping he heard. She couldn't bear to see him get hurt any worse. ((lol! he just gets ignored  )) |
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Post by gollymclean on Jan 7, 2007 18:58:37 GMT -5
((he's not a person..just a prop lol))
Golly frowned at Sweets as he got up, not hearing her but knowing she had said something quietly. Seeing her cry was about enough to make himself cry - poor kid didn't deserve any of this. He turned away and avoided looking back at her completely - it was just too much for him. He hoisted the boy back into his arms, studying him until the Sergent rocked him back to reality.
"Come on, Rookie." He hissed giving Golly a shove and following it up with one for Sweets as well. "I'm sure our guests are eager to get out of the cold and into the confinements of our lovely establishment!" he laughed evilly to himself.
Golly glared at his back and marched silently behind him. He was going to get Sweets out of this mess - he felt responsible for all of it. And if it meant his job, or what was left of it, so be it. Not like he got any fulfillment from his post any how. He started to stomp as he walked, feeling his gloominess being replaced with anger once more.
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Post by Sweets on Jan 7, 2007 21:53:05 GMT -5
Sweets stumbled when she was shoved, tripping over the curb. After being roughly yanked back to her feet she chanced a glance back at McLean, some part of her being comforted to know he was still there, right behind her. ((I suppose this is going to the refuge now eh? (sorry so short  ))) |
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