06-12-2014, 09:14 AM
“Is that so? Well, I’ll take mine with sugar.”
He snorted. She flashed him a smile. She was quick. He liked her. Even if she does manage to sound like a princess. Then the little princess started squirming around in the back seat, huffing and puffing and shifting. She kicked his seat in the process, then had the audacity to say ‘oops’
and look all wide eyed and innocent.
“Can you drive any faster? This isn’t exactly like being in a limo.”
He slowed down as they approached an intersection. Then...“I can’t. I’ll get a ticket.”
Heh. A turn left and they were at the station. He got out of the car and made sure he had everything. Laptop, bag, wallet. All the while she looked at him through the glass. Finally, satisfied, he opened the door. “He’re you are miss. I am sorry it wasn’t as nice as a limo.”
He wasn’t sure why he was needling her. He should be more professional. The smile disappeared. He led her into the precinct.
“I thought you were off, Ivan,”
asked the desk officer.
“I was, but a call came in not far from where I was.”
He looked at her and then back at the officer. “Caught her in a B&E at the Oslov Corp building. Probably a few others too. Set a bunch of rabbits free.”
The officer laughed and muttered, “Students.”
“Yeah, anyway, after I get her processed I’m out.”
Vanya took her to his desk and released one of her hands from the cuffs. “I’m sorry miss, but I have to.”
He took the freed cuff and clicked it onto the bolted down chair. He kind of felt bad for teasing her. Sure she might have felt like a righteous student activist. But being in a Police Station at 12:30 in the morning was probably a wake up call. “We do have coffee if you want it. You said sugar, right?”
He waited for her nod and then went to get both of them a cup.
When he came back he put it down in front of her and called up the forms on his desktop. “Alright. So, let’s start from the beginning. What is your name?”
Edited by Ivan Sarkozy, Jun 12 2014, 10:55 AM.
He snorted. She flashed him a smile. She was quick. He liked her. Even if she does manage to sound like a princess. Then the little princess started squirming around in the back seat, huffing and puffing and shifting. She kicked his seat in the process, then had the audacity to say ‘oops’
and look all wide eyed and innocent.
“Can you drive any faster? This isn’t exactly like being in a limo.”
He slowed down as they approached an intersection. Then...“I can’t. I’ll get a ticket.”
Heh. A turn left and they were at the station. He got out of the car and made sure he had everything. Laptop, bag, wallet. All the while she looked at him through the glass. Finally, satisfied, he opened the door. “He’re you are miss. I am sorry it wasn’t as nice as a limo.”
He wasn’t sure why he was needling her. He should be more professional. The smile disappeared. He led her into the precinct.
“I thought you were off, Ivan,”
asked the desk officer.
“I was, but a call came in not far from where I was.”
He looked at her and then back at the officer. “Caught her in a B&E at the Oslov Corp building. Probably a few others too. Set a bunch of rabbits free.”
The officer laughed and muttered, “Students.”
“Yeah, anyway, after I get her processed I’m out.”
Vanya took her to his desk and released one of her hands from the cuffs. “I’m sorry miss, but I have to.”
He took the freed cuff and clicked it onto the bolted down chair. He kind of felt bad for teasing her. Sure she might have felt like a righteous student activist. But being in a Police Station at 12:30 in the morning was probably a wake up call. “We do have coffee if you want it. You said sugar, right?”
He waited for her nod and then went to get both of them a cup.
When he came back he put it down in front of her and called up the forms on his desktop. “Alright. So, let’s start from the beginning. What is your name?”
Edited by Ivan Sarkozy, Jun 12 2014, 10:55 AM.