agirllost: (thoughtful//janaine)
agirllost ([personal profile] agirllost) wrote2007-02-13 10:27 pm

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Chase said he'd be out for a bit.

Kim glances at the clock over the TV. A few hours is more than a little bit. A few hours is way more than just going to get a snack.

She's tried not to worry, but time is passing and Chase isn't back.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/ 2007-02-14 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah..."

The wince becomes a cringe.

"Well, that's a funny story, actually..."

Fidget.

"See, there's this cult. Crazy bastards with shaved heads and stuff. We played laser tag against them, it was all cool, except...uh, then they decided to kidnap Lyrae. By the time I got there, she'd convinced them that she was their goddess, which, uh, naturally made me the prophet..."

Chase glances nervously up at Kim.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/ 2007-02-14 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, nobody at CTU Academy ever said anything about that," he says defensively.

"Look, it all worked out. Even if they do tell people Lyrae used her powers, who's going to believe them? They're a bunch of teenagers in purple bathrobes. We're fine."

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/ 2007-02-14 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
He so doesn't even want to think about possible repercussions right now. He's very tired.

"Donate money to charity and do good works and stuff. It was mostly Lyrae doing the ordering, I was just trying to get us the hell out of there." He grins a little.

"I figure since we were mostly responsible about the whole thing, it's not that unethical to get them to pay our tab, you know?"

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/ 2007-02-14 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
He looks properly sheepish.

"Yes, ma'am."

...he's still grinning, though.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/ 2007-02-14 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Eh, probably would have ruined her dinner if she'd had to take the time."

He leans his head against the back of the couch, grinning.

"Oh god, Kim, these were the dumbest fucking terrorists ever. You have no idea how bad it was. They were these college kids, sitting around in the back of the IHOP a few yards away from us, just going on and on about where they were going to get the stuff and what websites to print the instructions off of, and who was going to plant it...it's like they wanted to get caught."

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/ 2007-02-14 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
He nods. "They could have managed some reasonably serious damage, even if they were dumber than a bag of fucking hammers. Ugh, which reminds me, I might have to question one of them tomorrow; he mentioned a connection."

Sigh. Work can be tedious.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/ 2007-02-14 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, but I find it pretty hard to believe that this imbecile would have been trusted with any serious info. Still, I mean, you never know, so I'll deal with him tomorrow. He's in one of our holding cells for the night and the rest of 'em are with LAPD."

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/ 2007-02-14 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Mmm." He closes his eyes contentedly. "That'll be good. We can do lunch together or something, too."

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/ 2007-02-14 07:21 am (UTC)(link)
He smiles and kisses her cheek.

"You're never gonna let me live this down, are you?"

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/ 2007-02-14 07:30 am (UTC)(link)
"You wouldn't."

She so would, wouldn't she?

"I'll be as nice as you could possibly want," he promises, lacing his fingers with hers.