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@gailism
”Yes. Nothing wrong with that. I did my…saving the world for free tour once. I am done.” He hadn’t meant for his expression to shift to abject misery, but he couldn’t think about Pre Crime without getting angry and worse, upset.”Never again. You want something? You have to earn it. Puppy eyes or vague insults won’t do. And yes, even if it’s just a level in Candy Crush.”
“You have to earn it or give something back? Those two are immensely different as well. Like you said, I’ve got nothing to offer you that would suffice your wishes.” Nor would I want to. Gail normally could get people to do what she wanted to a certain extend, this time it wouldn’t work and so she made no effort at all. “I might’ve offered you a drink but I feel like I’ve seen enough of you for a lifetime once we get out of here.”
”I ask for favours. But I would never dare asking one from someone that will never be able to deliver.” Cop. Arthur finally pocketed his phone. 20 levels in a short amount of time? Had to be a record. He needed to get stuck in elevators more often.
”And you’re not exactly a ray of sunshine, but of course, I am still telling you things you already know.”
“Are you really serious about always wanting something in return? And then people say they lost faith in humanity because of me. Yes, and like I said it doesn’t really bother me. Especially not coming from a person like yourself.” Not when a stranger told her that. She knew who she was, what she was like. No need for a complete stranger to comment on her behaviour when he only did things if he got something in return. She wasn’t sure which behaviour was worse but neither were good.
”Oh, however tempting that would be, it would still involve me doing something for nothing.” With a shrug, Arthur returned to his game, tapping at the screen until he moved through several levels. ”Yes! 1200!” If she assumed her ignoring him would hurt him in any way, she was sorely mistaken.
”Oh, sorry…was I being an ass again?”
“Honestly, you didn’t stop being one. How do you expect someone to give you something when you don’t tell them what it is you want? Doesn’t seem like your business is doing very well if you act like that,” Gail mentioned before a deep sigh left her lips. “Just kill me now.” Gail closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. This guy was so much worse than Dov. She had thought that perhaps they’d be able to lighten the mood by having a regular conversation but she’d been wrong.
”It’s not boasting when you are actually good at what you do. Don’t be a sour less than stellar Candy Crush affictionato. I could argue the moment you opened your mouth you became an ass, but I am too polite to do that.”
”Oh, my prices are client depending. I doubt you could afford me.”
“Like I said earlier, tell me something I don’t know,” Gail rolled her eyes. Raising an eyebrow when he told her he doubted she could afford him, she put her phone back in her pocket. “Hurts no one to tell, does it? I guess we’re back to ignoring each other then.” Gail was irritated, the guy was a pain in the ass and she had to spend her time in an elevator with him. Should’ve held the doors open for Chloe, I guess karma is a bitch.
”I prefer just smart, but whatever strikes your fancy, I suppose.” Arthur leaned back against the elevator wall pondering her request. ”Well, I wouldn’t want to plague your own social life with my help. It wouldn’t do. What if I contaminate you and your pleasant and bubbly personality is suddenly replace by that of a cold, calculated shrew? We wouldn’t want that, would we?” he said sarcastically.
”Besides, I never do something for nothing. So…unless you have something to offer in return…”
“When you start to boast, you’re pretty much an ass,” Gail noted. That was how being social worked. As soon as you spoke up about what you were good at, you became an ass. “Like I haven’t heard that before. You’re bringing such old news to me,” Gail shrugged, she couldn’t care less about what this guy thought about her. She got curious by the way he formed his last sentence. “Okay, I’ll bite. What would you want?”
”649? I remember that one. Not that difficult. Well, by comparison. It did take me a day and a half.” He shrugged, ready to go back to his game when she asked her question. ”Is that you hitting on me, questioning my Candy Crush skills or both?”
“Oh you’re such a smart ass? Well, then clear the level for me.” She hadn’t wanted him to boast about his ‘Candy Crush skills’, but if he did she might as well have him clear the level for her. Gail huffed at his question before taking her phone from her pocket and opening the game. “Don’t flatter yourself that much. I was questioning your social life. Doesn’t seem like you have much of it if you’re at level 1180.” Gail shrugged, it was better to have a conversation with the guy than be annoyed by his disability to deal with social situations, as in knowing when to turn off the volume of your phone. It did cross her mind that it was all just on purpose to annoy her. It had worked.
”Hm?” he asked, barely glancing up. ”Oh, 1180. Been stuck on it since yesterday.” He could use his ablities to figure out the perfect combination of moves and solve the level, but that was not something he wanted to do too often. It was good to keep his mind sharp, even if it was involving silly games.
”You play?”
1180? This guy must be playing non-stop, because she was when she wasn’t at work. “649. Been stuck for a week. Stupid game,” Gail sighed, she just couldn’t get it done. She was good at video games, but this level was annoying her so much to the point where she threw away her phone multiple times. “How much do you even play? I mean it’s crazy that I’m at level 649 if I say so myself. I assume you don’t have a partner.”
She looked like if she had horns she would be aiming for his chest. It was an interesting approach to life, he figured. Gail Peck, 25, badge number 8272, phone number…social security number… The details slowly filled his mind and he looked at the ground, letting the information influx end.
It was almost tempting to play some mind games with her, if only because she looked like she was aiming for best lemon-eating face ever, but he wasn’t in the mood for a fight. She, on the other hand, looked like she was more than accustomed with conflict. Pulling out his phone he opened a game app and started to play. The noisy explosions of gems were oddly relaxing.
Her hand moved to her forehead and a deep sigh left her lips when he started playing a game on his phone, with the volume quite high. She pinched the bridge of her nose before glaring it at him. Was he even aware of the fact that he was pissing her off? Then she recognized the sounds. “Which level are you?” How much do you suck at this game? Sure she was annoyed by the loud noise but she did like the game. She still looked indifferent, she didn’t ask because she was curious, it was only to keep her from getting too annoyed by the guy in the elevator.
“I realise the morgue isn’t for everyone, so I’ll do my best to make this brief.”
“Yea I don’t like spending my time around dead bodies, they smell really weird too. What do you got?”
“I can definitely feel the unfriendly vibe. Where do you want me to meet you?”
“Nothing new to me.” Gail just shrugged, she didn’t necessarily need him to like her. He just needed to keep all the annoying co-workers away from her. “Here at the station at around 7.”
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“I suppose we are,” Gail heavily sighed. She’d do almost everything to not be stuck in the elevator with the guy. She didn’t know him, didn’t want to get to know him and had lots of other things to do. Unfortunately there was no other option that to wait it out and hope they’d fix the elevator quickly. She leaned back against the side of the elevator, arms crossed as her eyes looked him up and down. As long as he would just keep his mouth shut, she wouldn’t mind. That’s what she told herself at least.
8 PEOPLE I’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER
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Tagged by: @justcrackednotbroken
1.) Name: Annabel
2.) Birthday: December 11 (yay so close!)
3.) Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius
4.) Height: 169 cm
5.) Time: 12:42
6.) Sleep: Around 6
7.) Favorite Books: Throne of Glass series, His Dark Materials trilogy, Infernal Devices trilogy, Percy Jackson series, Heroes of Olympus series
8.) Favorite Artists: Walk Off the Earth, Paramore and many korean groups and many others
9.) Last Movie I Watched: I can’t really remember, but perhaps it was Poltergeist
10.) College: In my third year of International Business and Management Studies
11.) Dream Job: Writer
12.) Meaning of URL: Just her name and the thing people do nowadays or did a while ago
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Flashpoint Sentence Starters Part 2
“Nobody hurts so bad they can’t recover.”
“Dangerous with a rifle; deadly with geometry.”
“I’m thinking long term.”
“There’s no place I’d rather be.”
“He’s not a geek, okay? He’s a geek with combat skills.”
“That’s why the ladies love him.”
“I’m a highly-trained officer on the cutting edge of twenty-first century investigation.”
“You guys need to find a better hiding place than channel four.”
“Remember, you got the cool pants down.”
“Investigate. Evaluate. Neutralize. Hopefully not detonate.”
“It was you or no one.”
“I was right, just saying.”
“I tried to think of words, but there’s so many, so many words.”
“Debrief went long, some people have to work hard.”
“You know what? Team one’s got a shift to get through first, because some of us work even harder.”
“Not a word, not a word.”
“Someone needed you and you reached out.”
“Where’s the part where you made the wrong choice?”
“Without you around, buddy, we’d fall apart.”
“It’s been a long day.”
“What do you say, we debrief tomorrow. Go to the Gooze, grab a beer, call our loved ones. What do you think?”
“Puncture wound.”
“There’s a piece of shrapnel. It hit an artiry.”
“See you on the other side.”
“The job’s about what? Yeah. Saving lives.”
“What’s the fifth rules? Fifth rules is break the rules when you have to.”
“I hope you’re taking an advantage of the down time.”
“Yeah. I’m just hanging out.”
“Traffic. You know how it is.”
“I wanna see if he booby-trapped the booby-trap.”
“Landmines man. You don’t mess with landmines.”
“First rule of tactics: never rely on luck.”
“The job is not about being a good shot. The job is about saving lives.”
“We need to isolate him.”
“Speed, surprise, and aggressive action.”
“That’s why we get the cool pants.”
“It was just a burrito.”
“Your breath is killing me man.”
“I think you need to shoot something.”
“Full moon. They make people crazy. Proven fact.”
“Fake alarm is my favorite kind of alarm.”
“I’m not going to give you cocaine, jackass!”
“‘Jackass’? Did he say ‘jackass’?”
“You figure it out how to get in to the impossible building and I’ll go talk to the killer with nothing to lose.”
“Well, I hear you, but you’re the one in the bank, sir.”
“Fail the plan. Plan to fail.”
“I don’t give up without a fight. Just like you.”
“Are you saying that I can’t diffuse a bomb?!”
“Gotta know where you’re supposed to be.”
“Looks like he was expecting us.”
“I can’t let that happen. We’ve got rules about protecting lives.”
“See you top side.”
“Oh, hey. It’s just me, Gail. I’m a nice, single, homosexual police officer”
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“I really hope you let me wait here for something useful because I really don’t like spending my time here.”