To serve and to protect

“No, humans died…aside from the owner of the, animals…but that was before, they got out.” It was tragic that so many animals had been hurt even though that had really been the only option. No one wanted that, from what he had heard in the news.

A small sigh of relief came out of his lips. One death happened, but at least it was just one, could have been a lot worse, “At least no one else did, but it’s still sad,” he frowned, “This is why I wouldn’t ever have an animal like that,” he was all for exotic animals, as long as they weren’t dangerous.

          SCARLETT WASN’T LOOKING FORWARD to having this interview but she had to do it anyway. The more she avoided, the worst could come. She removed her sunglasses, taking a seat right in front of Kyle, crossing her legs, and waving to a waiter to order a drink. ❛ I supposed I have an idea who might be. ❜ James, her ex-boyfriend, father of her daughter. The thing about this conversation, she was nervous about being arrested, because she stole her ex money before moving to Atlanta, as a sign of vengeance. ❛ What do you want to know? ❜

There was nothing wrong with what he was doing, right? He couldn’t get in trouble for it, yes? He was just doing a few questions to someone, no big deal. If he found out anything useful, he would tell the officers at the police station what he found out. He had a notebook, and a pen, to write it down, “Have you seen him recently?” if she did, he could still be in there, and the police could be able to find him. He knew that they were looking for him, so if they found him, they would finally be able to arrest him. It was one of the reasons why he was asking her questions, because he really wanted them to find him.

Hearing his reply, Ivy couldn’t help but roll her eyes, knowing damn well that it hadn’t really been his fault though. She probably just wasn’t the best company at the moment. “You don’t need to…”, she finally mumbled, running her hand through her hair, “Guess you better not expect the most cheerful conversation though..” Something he most probably already figured out himself but she still wanted to warn him once again.

To be honest, he was a little hesitating to stay, but she did seem sure that she really didn’t mind, so in the end, he decided to continue sitting by her side, “That’s okay...” he nodded, as he gave her a half smile, “We don’t need to talk about whatever is bothering you, honestly, we don’t even need to talk at all, if you don’t want to,” he assured her, could end up with an awkward silence, but they could just sit there in silence, “I could even buy you a drink, if you want.”

the interrogation took him by surprise , and already kasper was smelling something rather fishy ( but maybe that was just something hidden beneath the bushes with him ) .suddenly just as cautious as the other male was , his arms crossed over the expanse of his chest and a brow cocked . “ and why would i tell you what i’m hiding??last time i checked , things are hidden for a reason ..i’m not just gonna spew all my secrets to the first person who asks , but i appreciate the concern , “ already he was trying to weasel out of the conversation and moved in an attempt to squeeze past the other , to return to jake’s place and get out of the way of prying eyes , “ isn’t everyone a little bit suspicious ?? that’s the beauty of the human race , that we all have dirty little secrets hidden away just waiting for someone to find them out .i bet you have even worse than me , “ 

Despite the fact that he did make some questions to Scarlett, he couldn’t exactly force anyone to answer any of his questions, as he was still a cop in training, but even if he wasn’t, he wouldn’t be able to arrest him, as he was just being suspicious, but the blue eyed man didn’t have any proof that he was committing a crime, so there was nothing that he could do about it, “You not wanting to tell me, makes you look even more suspicious, I think I’m gonna stick around,” he sat down on the ground, and placed his fit above his chin, as a way to tell him that he was there to stay and to watch him. If he found out something, he could just call Demitri, “Actually, I don’t have secrets, you could ask me anything you wanted to know, and I would tell you,” he in fact, couldn’t think about anything that he wished to hide, he was an open book.

“I’m not sayin’ you can’t. I just know the type of FTO Chekov is.” He shook his head. “Lemme know if you ever need help with anything though. Just on’t tell anyone I offered,” he said with a wink. 

“If he makes me go crying to my mama, you can say I told you so,” he may seem like he was joking, but he appreciated his warning, “Thank you, I really appreciate the offer, and I will definitely keep it in mind.”

“You could, just not for much longer. It’s up to you whether you want to take the risk or not.” Jakob shrugged, unplugging the phone and handing it back to the guy. “If you take this one with you when you go in to buy a new one, the person there should be able to set you up with one that works pretty much the same.”

“I prefer not to risk it, I don’t want to waste money,” his moms were rich, so if he asked them, they would give him the money to fix it, so it wouldn’t be exactly a problem, but still, he had never been someone that liked to pay for things that he knew weren’t worth it, “Alright, thanks for the tip, I will definitely remind myself about that.”

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quick drugs pharmacy certainly wasn’t high up on mariella’s list of favorite locations , it wouldn’t even make it into the top five , but what was that saying ?? desperate times call for desperate measures .the last few days had been a whirlwind of nausea ,weakness and confusion , and although she hated any type of drug ( prescription or otherwise , as it messed with her work )they seemed like her last resort .skin was sickly and pallid but it was nothing a splash of makeup wouldn’t fix , so with a handful of ibuprofen and various other boxes she stumbled toward the counter , grumbling in frustration as one of the packages clattered to the ground by her feet . “ hey – can you grab that one for me??my hands are kinda full , “

His head was pounding. He had to deal with a massive headache all day, had to work while his head was hurting, and it was so frustrating, but he couldn’t really miss work, so he had to go. He was still able to do a good job though, to focus on his task, because he wouldn’t let a headache stop him from doing a good job, but it did make his head hurt more. Unfortunately, when he was going to take a pain killer, he found out that he didn’t have any, so he had to go to a drug pharmacy. He found the pill that he was looking for, and was on his way to the cashier, when someone talked to him, “Sure,” he keeled down and picked up the box, before placing it back with the others, “Wow, that’s a lot of medicine.”

“Listen, I just got off of a 9 hour flight which should have made me bloody tired when I landed but for some reason I’m buzzing. Which means I need to burn off this energy somehow and I’ll just be bouncing off the walls at my place if I’m left to my own devices so please help me figure out something to do. And plus if I crash I trust that you’ll get me to some place I can sleep that hopefully isn’t a park bench.” Hayden rambled, practically bouncing in front of the other. “I really don’t care what we do but please entertain me.” @atlanta-rpgstarters​

It was so vivid in his memory how he felt when he arrived in Atlanta with his moms. He was so tired, and despite having slept in the plane, he was still exhausted, and needed to sleep more, so he was impressed that she was so full of energy, “Are you used to travel?” he asked her, it made sense, after some time people’s body probably got used to it, so they didn’t really feel jet lag anymore when they arrived, “We could go to a night club? It’s always fun dancing, or maybe we could go laser tagging?”

With her bathtub on the fritz, Gemma had taken to using her friends’ facilities. Stress had been weighing her down and after a long soak in the tub she felt much calmer and refreshed. She knew there was a chance Kyle could be home, but didn’t think anything of it. He was a sweet boy, and was growing up into a particularly attractive man– though she tried not to think about that. Gemma had had her fair share of men. It had started with a great love and spiralled into a college men’s hockey team and anyone she could seduce into be. She’d been with professional athletes, well known musicians, and even a few D-list celebrities. It didn’t take much for Gemma to connect with someone, when she fell she fell hard, but sex wasn’t so much about already knowing someone as it was getting to know them. She was applying a layer of scented lotion to her body, clad in her lace bra and matching underwear, a rare look as she seldom took the time to match her socks let alone her underwear, when the door opened. Doing little to cover herself, she glanced over her shoulder, smiling when she saw it was only Kyle. She was secure with her body for the most part, despite her less than healthy habits with food, and didn’t tend to flinch when people saw her in various states of undress. “Don’t worry about it,” she shook her head, her towel perched on to top of it. “What’s up? Do you need in here?” 

Despite not really being a shy person, he always felt awkward around her, maybe it was because she was his moms’ friends, so in a way, she was a forbidden fruit, even if he was sure that they wouldn’t actually forbid him to be with her, he also knew that things would be slightly awkward, but his moms were always very supportive people. They wouldn’t care about their age difference, after all, they also had a big age difference, as one of his moms was almost his age, but things would be a little awkward, because he was their son, and she was their friend, so it was natural. There was also the fact that he didn’t think she would want anything to do with him, not every woman, would be up for even just as much as sleeping with a much younger man, they tended to go for an older one, which was another reason why he never made a move, “I...” he forgot for a minute what he was there for, as she was very distracting. She didn’t seem to be that bothered by the fact he was seeing her just in her underwear, which didn’t surprise him, she was always very confident, he knew her long enough to know that, “Oh, right, I came here to ask you if you wanted anything,” he stroked the back of his head,  “Do you want anything to drink or eat?”

“Honestly, I don’t have a whole lot of experience with Xiaomi. I’ve never tried it myself, I’m more of an Apple guy. But, I’ve heard they’re pretty good. A cheaper option for people who don’t want to spend a small fortune, but it still works.” Jakob said, sitting back a little bit in his chair. “It could be worth a shot, anything new is going to be better than what you’ve already got.”

Buying a phone that he never used, and had no idea whether it was as good as people said it was, was a log shot, but life was made of risks, right? He can’t know if it’s really good, unless he actually try it, “I heard the same, people talk a lot about it, so I think it’s worth trying it,” he said with a small smile, “Yeah, probably, I can’t exactly still use this phone anymore,” he let out a small sigh, he supposed all forms of technology, eventually stopped working.

“It was…in 2011. The owner, of a lot…of exotic animals in Ohio, released all of them before dying. There were bears, lions, tigers, wolves, and other…animals. The police, had to kill…a lot of them, because they were…headed toward… populated, areas.”

A frown appeared on his forehead, as he talked about what happened, “Gosh, that seems so awful, I hope no one died,” he knew the probability that someone did was high, but he still had hope that no one did, “I can only imagine how terrified people were.”

Braxton probably would’ve been more of a TV and a movie person if he’d ever had the opportunity to become that type of person.  During his childhood he’d hidden from the living room more often than he had tried to watch anything on the TV, and when he’d left home he hadn’t really lived long enough in a place with a television.  That said, he wasn’t really a book guy, either.  Which made him question his own interests…what did he have to entertain himself, anymore?  Smiling in return, he shook his head.  “It’s already interrupted.  No big deal, though.  I’m a few chapters from the end, anyway.  No need to finish it today.  What will I read tomorrow if I do?”  Brax shrugged, leaning back on his elbows and basking in the sunlight for a moment.  “So what did you come over here for?”

When he told him that he was almost finishing it, he couldn’t help but wonder how long he was reading it, because the last time that Kyle read a book, he took months to finish, because he was a slow reader. To be honest, he didn’t remember much about it, not because he didn’t like it, but because he was in general a forgetful person, so he just remembered the plot, and barely remembered the end, “Yeah, there really is not rush, it’s your book anyway. How long have you been reading it?” he asked the other, there was a book that he really loved, and that he finished it, before he expected, however, he hated the end, so it wasn’t really worth it, in his opinion. There were 6 books, and he wasted his time reading all of them. If he could go back in time, he wouldn’t have read it again. “Just to relax, the park is calming.”

Novak sat there for a moment as he struggled for the correct words. He had met someone on Tinder and the date was far from well and he was looking for a way out. Sitting at the bar, blue eyes glanced at the person before his date almost pleading for a way out. @atlanta-rpgstarters​

Bad dates were never something that he had to deal with, as he just went out with people that he knew longer, and had feelings for, so he had no idea how that was. However, it wasn’t hard to guess that it was probably not a pleasant situation, so when he saw the other, he decided to help, “Can I steal him for a second?”

The bakery wasn’t usually busy during weekday evenings because there weren’t that many options left and people just wanted to get home. He got a few stragglers that picked stuff up for their kids, or wives, or husbands, but not much else. It was about an hour and a half before closing when the bell above chimed softly. “Welcome to Bakkerij De Vries, how can I help you?” Matt called on instinct. If there were more people he may not have said anything because there was too much rush, but right now he was simply leaning against the counter with a smile. “We have a few things left and most of them are discount right now so that I don’t have to take them home and be eating them myself.”

Despite the fact that he could bake, sometimes he preferred to go to a bakery, because he didn’t think that he would ever be able to bake something as good as they did, it was almost like they had a secret ingredient. He wasn’t sure what they did to make it taste so good, but he loved their baked goodies, and so far, every bakery he went to, anything he bought, tasted heavenly. He never bought anything, and regretted it, “Do you guys still have cupcakes, or all of them were sold?” he asked the other, he loved cupcakes, and he was craving it badly, but if they didn’t have it anymore, then he could just buy a piece of cake, maybe it would be enough to stop his cravings. After all, it was the same as cupcakes, but bigger.