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Post by Emily on Sept 14, 2008 11:32:07 GMT -5
"Jonathan," *she barked into the phone.* "How soon?"
*She listened while digging in her bag for a pen and her notebook.*
"No, I know. Yeah, I'll do what I can, but--no, no. Yes."
*The toe of her boot started tapping impatiently.*
"Full. Anything, everything. I know you--yes. No, James, I don't think we can cut corners here. Smecker will have my ass and don't think I won't pass the buck on to you and then he'll have your ass as well."
*She scoffed lightly, rolling her eyes as she rubbed her forehead.*
"--thank you. THANK you. That wasn't so hard, was it? Call me when you've got something."
*She snapped the phone shut and hooked it back on to her belt alongside her gun.*
"Fucking desk-limpet. He's going to go postal one day and try to blame it on something other than the fact that he's an asshole."
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Post by Lois Lane on Sept 14, 2008 23:37:39 GMT -5
((LOL! LOVE it!))
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Post by Harvey Dent on Sept 15, 2008 6:06:18 GMT -5
*Harvey tried not to stare as she spoke, busying himself with checking for other files from the asylum. But it was impressive, someone with that amount of...well yes. She meant business and that was a nice change of pace. When she was finished, he looked up to her with an appreciative smile.*
"Thanks for risking it then. I appreciate the effort you're putting in on all of this."
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Post by Emily on Sept 15, 2008 10:12:20 GMT -5
"Don't worry about it. Like I told Bonibuttface--if I go down for this, I'm taking you all down with me. What else have you got?" *she said, nodding to the files he held.*
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Post by Harvey Dent on Sept 15, 2008 11:18:48 GMT -5
"Nothing yet..." *Harvey muttered, sorting through files.*
"Maybe he hasn't been at the asylum long. Ugh." *He sighed in frustration.*
"There's got to be something. Maybe the check will find it. I just...feel that there's something off about him and the way he does his business. I know I can't get a search warrant on a hunch."
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Post by Emily on Sept 15, 2008 13:02:31 GMT -5
"...do you need a warrant? Find a time when he's not at home, and bam. Make it look like a B&E and then cover our asses well enough and we don't need any more paperwork than we've already got. Think of the trees, Dent. Save the trees."
*She began to search through the records for Crane's home address.*
"What's your environmental platform, anyway?"
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Post by Harvey Dent on Sept 15, 2008 13:11:42 GMT -5
*Harvey was a little surprised since half an hour before, the woman had said he was chasing his tail.*
"Oh, I like trees. I like them very much." *He offered a winning smile. The thought held merit, but he was worried about trying such stunts so close to an election.*
"But he knows that I'm on to him. He threatened to show me his mask and seemed to be wary of me in general. If something goes down, I'll be high on his list of suspects."
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Post by Emily on Sept 15, 2008 13:14:05 GMT -5
*She cocked her head to one side.*
"Who says you have to be the one he's gotta deal with?" *she said with a widening grin. Okay, so maybe as much as she liked law enforcement and this investigatory shit, there was still something to be said for vigilante doings. And that something...was:*
Fuck yes.
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Post by Harvey Dent on Sept 15, 2008 13:21:32 GMT -5
((I kinda adore you, you know? And I'm sure that Mira wouldn't mind some more Crane!plot.))
*Harvey got a boyish look about him, his eyes narrowing.*
"If you've got something else in mind...I'm not sure I should be privy to it. If it shows up on my desk, I have to prosecute it. If there's evidence...I'll have to convict."
*Still it was very obvious that he appreciated her thought.*
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Post by Emily on Sept 15, 2008 13:42:14 GMT -5
((Damn--Sue!Me just has this yen for irresponsible shit no matter how straight-laced I try to make her. )) *She shrugged.* "Suit yourself. Go home. I'll take it by myself from here." *She plucked the files out of his hands and waved him away.* "'Nighty-night, Mr. Dent."
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Post by Harvey Dent on Sept 15, 2008 16:38:06 GMT -5
*Harvey rolled his eyes.*
"Oh I see how it's going to be. You just like to be on top then. Of a situation."
*He grinned and stood.*
"You don't work too hard now, Ms. Cloake, all right?" *His gaze was supportive and admiring of her intellect.*
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Post by Emily on Sept 15, 2008 18:44:34 GMT -5
*chokes*
((Also, housemates just made me watch Thank You for Smoking. Again. Now I really really really wanna make SueMe jump him in the morgue and have weird-hot business-like inter-office shenaniganing. Gaaaahhhhh!))
"I never take on anything I can't fully handle, Mr. Dent," *she said coolly.* "You go get yourself some beauty sleep."
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Post by Harvey Dent on Sept 16, 2008 6:16:46 GMT -5
((You know you want to. Come to the dark side. He's hot and believes in justice at any cost!))
*Harvey's lips tightened into a knowing smile as he eyed her. He collected his things slowly.*
"You think it's working?" *He asked, an air of playful charm about him, his brows lifted.*
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Post by Emily on Sept 16, 2008 6:34:51 GMT -5
((And yet he's turning his nose up at SueMe's vigilante antics? Hypocrite!))
"I'm telling you to go and get some," *she quipped, but her playful grin answered his.*
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Post by Harvey Dent on Sept 16, 2008 6:43:57 GMT -5
((He's not turning up his nose. He just knows he can't get caught endorsing them. He's totally behind her. He'd hug her, but worries she might kick him in the nuts.))
"All right, all right." *Harvey answered with a wave and a nod, though his grin only widened.*
"I'm going. I'm sure you've got things under control here."
*His eyes lifted to meet hers and in them was the promise that he trust her...believed in her.*
"We'll talk tomorrow?" *He questioned, almost sounding like a teenager suggesting he'd see a girl he liked in class the next day. Like it was obvious, but he was still hopeful for some reason.*
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