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Post by Joker on Jul 29, 2008 14:22:35 GMT -5
341.4292 || 341.5257
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Hm. Who to call, who to prank? Who to PISS off? He was grinning as he was searching online and soon found the lucky DA's office numbers. Now, to find the private ones. There had to be a loophole. "Bink, any luck?" was the inquiry and soon, the right hand man was grinning as he passed the number off to the clown king of crime.
He was soon dialing the honey bun's number. "Let's play - after all, she does owe me a little bit of sympathy after all. She really hurt me," he commented to the burly man who was soon laughing with him as the tone dial went off. |
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Post by nicole on Jul 29, 2008 23:56:38 GMT -5
Rachel sat, calming herself down after a long case. It was tough, but Harvey had finished it off. She waited quietly, figuring what now to do. There was so much to do, yet so little. It was an odd thing, and she found too much spare time. But it seemed Harvey was gone more often than not, but after all he was a busy man. And she was only the Assistant DA.
A soft ring could suddenly be heard from the desk that sat in front of her. It soon got louder as she let it stretch on and on.. Answer? She reached her hand up to the phone sitting on her desk. Glancing to the caller ID she saw a number that she did not recognize. 341.3798? She reluctantly brought it up to her ear, and answered a quick and clear, "Hello?" |
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Post by Joker on Jul 31, 2008 18:50:26 GMT -5
Looking at his right hand man, he was grinning as the stunning and oh so alluring DA's honey bun finally picked the cellphone. It was a simple and stupid 'hello,' but it would work, wouldn't it? After all, he could make the phone call great with just this simple response. Looking at Vince again as a puff of cigar smoke filled the room, he spoke up.
"Ah, the lovely and exquisite Miss Dawes. It only seems like yesterday you were just a child at play. Now, you've grown up and yes, quite beautiful. Now now. You mustn't hang up and calling the authorities is not an option either. You get to talk."
Snickers filled the room as he continued. "Swell day in the courtrooms, ain't it? No Maroni or anyone to mess with? Shame. I would think you all would enjoy a kick such as that. Hmpf. How disappointing for you and awfully droll for me. No one to blow up. Yet." |
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Post by nicole on Aug 11, 2008 14:20:16 GMT -5
After she answered she wished she hadn't.. it was almost clear it wasn't going to be an enjoyable conversation and it wasn't even work related. She waited patiently, until she heard the voice on the other end speak. It was a voice she didn't want to hear, and she was almost sure who it was.
"Ah, the lovely and exquisite Miss Dawes. It only seems like yesterday you were just a child at play. Now, you've grown up and yes, quite beautiful. Now now. You mustn't hang up and calling the authorities is not an option either. You get to talk."
As if on que he had told her not to hang up, just as she was bringing the phone down to do just that. She kept quite waiting to hear what he wanted.
"Swell day in the courtrooms, ain't it? No Maroni or anyone to mess with? Shame. I would think you all would enjoy a kick such as that. Hmpf. How disappointing for you and awfully droll for me. No one to blow up. Yet." She wasn't going to just sit here and stay on the phone with this guy, yet there she was not yet hanging up the phone. A simple task that would end her misery and his fun. "What do you want?" She demanded, to simply know what the point of the phone call was then end it quickly was what she wanted.
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