Sarah
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Post by Sarah on Oct 28, 2006 19:16:40 GMT
Sarah was dangerously close to choking on her dinner when Marvin spoke. After finally managing to swallow, she declared, "I want to have Alan Rickman's babies."
"I think his wife or whatever she is might have a problem with that..."
"Yeah, yeah, you always complicate my best ideas," she retorted, giggling. "Every act needs a straight man -- but with you, we take turns. I like that."
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Chris
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LAPD Sergeant: Narcotics
And I won't let you drown when the water's pulling you in; I'll keep fighting, I'll keep fighting.
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Post by Chris on Oct 30, 2006 0:47:05 GMT
“You ought to be careful who you say that around,” he warned her lazily, slouching back into the sofa and turning his head to face her. “Implying that I’m anything other than a ‘straight man’ in earshot of the guys at the station will just bring badness.” Why he’d said ‘badness’ as opposed to ‘headaches’ or ‘irritation’, he supposed he would never really figure out. It didn’t matter, anyway.
“But anyway…”
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Sarah
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If it takes my whole life, I won't break, I won't bend
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Post by Sarah on Oct 30, 2006 14:14:21 GMT
Sarah scowled, or at least pretended to scowl. "Only you would take my perfectly innocent comment and turn it into a warning about making sure nobody questions your sexuality," she grumbled. "Just for that, I'm going to put your hair in pigtails the next time I catch you napping. Granted, they'll be very little pigtails, but still. Pigtails. With pretty pink ribbons."
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Chris
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LAPD Sergeant: Narcotics
And I won't let you drown when the water's pulling you in; I'll keep fighting, I'll keep fighting.
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Post by Chris on Oct 30, 2006 20:33:38 GMT
“Hey, nothing wrong with keeping my reputation intact, and I’m locking my door and putting a chair against the handle, thank you very much.” Or he could just use the chain that he rarely bothered with. The thing would probably break off with one good, bodily shove, but he’d never tested that theory. He’d used the technique, on the doors of people who wouldn’t let them in while they were on the job, but other than that, he’d never had a reason to break his own front door.
“Besides, I don’t have enough hair even for little pigtails, and you know it, so it’s a hollow threat.” He smirked, and snapped the ring-pull off his can, as if debating whether or not to ping it at her.
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Sarah
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If it takes my whole life, I won't break, I won't bend
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Post by Sarah on Nov 1, 2006 17:04:43 GMT
"They'd be very tiny. And who says I'd come into your apartment?" she challenged. "I've seen you sleep at your desk, in the car, on my sofa....I have options. I just have to wait until you've sufficiently dropped your guard or forgotten that I've made this threat, and BAM! You wake up with little pink ribbons all over your out-of-control head." Sarah smirked.
"In other news," she continued, "there's cookie dough ice cream in the freezer, if you feel like dessert."
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Chris
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LAPD Sergeant: Narcotics
And I won't let you drown when the water's pulling you in; I'll keep fighting, I'll keep fighting.
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Post by Chris on Nov 2, 2006 18:19:36 GMT
“Well, in that case, I’d drink more Mountain Dew and coffee, and never sleep while you’re in the area. I can be alert if I want to.” He offered her a glare, and actually pinged the ring pull at her, watching it hit the opposite arm of the chair and land somewhere beyond the couch, on the floor. He’d pick it up later. “Besides, what makes you think you could control my hair long enough to put ribbons in it? It’s not easy, living with this mess, trust me.”
He slouched back against the sofa as Zaphod came dancing out of the ‘enemy stronghold’ with weapons’ fire shooting everywhere. Distracted from the movie, he said, “You’ve had ice cream and didn’t tell me? If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear you’d been hiding it.”
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Sarah
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Post by Sarah on Nov 2, 2006 18:49:32 GMT
"Oh, I'd never do that," Sarah replied sincerely. "Hiding ice cream from you is a surefire way to find myself on the bad end of a tickle attack. I'm not stupid." She took his empty plate and went to put the dirty dishes into the sink.
A few minutes later she reappeared with the carton of promised dessert, two bowls, two spoons, a scoop, a can of whipped cream and a bottle of chocolate syrup. "Here. Go crazy," she said, arranging the articles on the coffee table.
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Chris
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LAPD Sergeant: Narcotics
And I won't let you drown when the water's pulling you in; I'll keep fighting, I'll keep fighting.
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Post by Chris on Nov 4, 2006 23:47:30 GMT
“You’re always on the bad end of a tickle fight,” he reminded her in all seriousness, as if she should be ashamed of herself for forgetting. Chris was, after all, taller, broader and… even though he would never admit it in a bragging manner, physically stronger than his partner. Besides, saying such a thing was just asking for people to start referring to them, respectively, as the ‘brains’ and ‘brawn’ of the partnership, and he didn’t want to get lumbered with the second title.
“Ah, sugary goodness,” he mumbled to himself, waiting a moment to see if she would help herself before she had to gesture for him to do it, but after a minute, he knew she wouldn’t have any herself until he’d gotten his share. So he sat forward, considered the ingredients, and then put together a nice, chocolaty concoction, only skipping the whipped cream.
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Sarah
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Post by Sarah on Nov 6, 2006 14:44:21 GMT
Sarah made up for Chris's skimping on the whipped cream, taking a healthy dose and ignoring the chocolate syrup. "Mmmmmmm. We're gonna have a sugar buzz all night," she said happily. "No sleeping in the near future, I'm afraid. We may have to put in another movie." Such a terrible hardship that would be, too. She chewed on a lump of cookie dough, feeling completely at ease.
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Chris
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Post by Chris on Nov 6, 2006 20:56:23 GMT
Chris had never really seen the point of whipped cream on ice cream, but to each their own, and he wasn’t about to steal and hide the can so Sarah couldn’t have any. It would be amusing for about five minutes, until she threw a cushion at his head, though… but still, he wouldn’t do that. “Well, we’ve still got plenty of this one to go. Don’t go jumpin’ the gun on me,” he told her, sticking his spoon in the middle of his ice cream, and letting it stick upright.
Simple things… he told himself, pushing a smile down before it even had a chance to emerge. “Maybe we should pick up coffee on the way to work tomorrow. Some of that decent stuff with… oh, what’s it called… gimme a sec’…” He exaggerated a look of thoughtfulness. “Oh yeah… flavour.” Chris was, of course, mocking the station’s coffee, which had the tendency to be… rather disgusting, at best.
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Sarah
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If it takes my whole life, I won't break, I won't bend
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Post by Sarah on Nov 8, 2006 15:59:49 GMT
"Coffee? With flavor? I thought that was against police religion," she teased. "Lousy coffee and stale doughnuts are requirements, aren't they?" She pretended to shrink back as he fingered one of the cushions as though he might throw it at her.
"Tell you what. I'll bring a thermos of good stuff," she said. "One of those international thingys. French Vanilla or whatever. Just don't tell anyone else, or we'll be mobbed."
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Chris
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LAPD Sergeant: Narcotics
And I won't let you drown when the water's pulling you in; I'll keep fighting, I'll keep fighting.
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Post by Chris on Nov 11, 2006 16:03:12 GMT
“Or pizza with only two toppings, don’t forget that one,” he reminded her, glancing in her direction. “Besides, we can save the lousy coffee for suspects or any unwelcome visitors.”
Like Miles, his brain offered, but he stifled the urge to say that out loud. His partner didn’t have a problem with the detective, so he would keep his opinions to himself.
“Besides, it doesn’t have to be fancy… just… well, flavour might be nice, so I can actually drink it.” He ate a spoonful of the chocolaty mess otherwise known as ice cream that inhabited his bowl.
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Sarah
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If it takes my whole life, I won't break, I won't bend
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Post by Sarah on Nov 13, 2006 16:05:19 GMT
"Would I ever give you coffee you couldn't drink? I mean, other than that crap that people put in the coffeemaker at work, which is completely not my fault," Sarah amended. "When I make the coffee, it's so drinkable that it vanishes. Speaking of which, do you want some with your ice cream? Or are you sufficiently hyped up on sugar and caffeine already?" She grinned at him over her own bowl.
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Chris
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LAPD Sergeant: Narcotics
And I won't let you drown when the water's pulling you in; I'll keep fighting, I'll keep fighting.
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Post by Chris on Dec 14, 2006 20:04:44 GMT
“Well, with you, I never know.” He offered her a smile. “I have to stay on my guard… you might decide to surprise me. Maybe you’ll decide to do April Fool’s early, or something.” His shoulders shrugged, which was when he realised he didn’t know what he was saying. But he didn’t call attention to it; it wasn’t like Sarah wouldn’t have realised that for herself already, after all.
“And with the day we’ve got ahead of us tomorrow, I think coffee would be a great idea.”
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Sarah
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If it takes my whole life, I won't break, I won't bend
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Post by Sarah on Dec 14, 2006 20:13:37 GMT
"I dunno, shepherd boy, the way you're babbling I wonder if caffeine's such a hot idea," Sarah taunted with a toss of her head. Even as she made the comment she was moving to turn on the percolator, however, so he could see she didn't mean it.
"I'm gonna get changed while that gets hot," she added with a small yawn. "I've got a pair of jammy pants that are calling my name. I'd lend you some, but you're a little too tall," she added with a grin, before disappearing into the bedroom to discard her clubbing ensemble.
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