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Post by jamesward on Nov 3, 2008 19:47:10 GMT -5
Nov 9, 2008
James felt like screaming right about now. How the hell does his job expect him to be in two places at once? Seriously, first it was having to get an article on a fire on some warehouse across town. Then they called him up and told him to get across town and try to get some dirt on the supposed killing around town. How would they expect him to know if that teenager being killed have anything to do with the recent death. For all they knew, she could have been raped.
To make matters worse, now they expected him to get something on a bank job in New Jersey. What that even part of his jurisdiction? "Look, boss I know I'm on a deadline, but I don't see why I have to be the one to go all the way to New Jersey to get some info on a bank heist. Can't you send someone else? No? What about Bill, he can't be doing anything. Hit by a deer? Is that even possible in New York?"
There was a loud screech from his cell phone and James had to pull the phone away from his ear. Gently, he put it back. "Alright, I'll go. But don't blame me if I don't get anything in tonight." another screech and James nearly went def. "Ok I'll try to get the article in." Hanging up the phone, James walked into a coffee shop, crumbling to himself. If only the bars were open tonight.
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Post by elle on Nov 4, 2008 7:17:43 GMT -5
Elle was bored that wasn't different from anything else. She began to wonder how her new friend was doing. As she typed on her laptop it was easy to find all the information that she needed on James. Well all that she wanted to know heck if she wanted she could run down seven generations of his family. Both sides. But Elle didn't want to know all that really all she wanted was to know where he was right now.
She hoped well then again she didn't care if using the Company's resources for a date was misuse. Hell they fired her once for no reason this time they will have one now. Seeing him go into a coffee shop she got out her car across the street then walked over there. As he entered she smiled wearing a school girl like outfit she kind of laughed at it. Elle had to do some business in a Catholic school. Actually she felt kind of cute and innocent.
Something that she isn't she is hot and pure guilty. There was like ever dude her staring at her. But she had only eyes for one. He was in line and there were four people in front. We can't have that now can we?[/i] she thought before she shocked the four each giving a satisfying "OW" and back up. Tapping James's shoulder she gave him a smile.
"Hi there. I guess I'm the stalker today." Elle said then staring deep in his eyes she realized that he was pained. Pouting she touched his face, "Why do you look so sad?"
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Post by jamesward on Nov 4, 2008 11:04:54 GMT -5
James was really considering quiting his job. He needed something that bad and allowed him to make up his own schedule. However, since no one now a days was willing to hire a collage dropout, he doubted he was able to get a better job than a slave driving newspaper. Maybe he should go back and finish school.
The sound of people yelping drew his attention. Turning around to investigate the commotion, James found himself staring right into Elle's eyes. He nearly jumped back and knocked over the person standing in front of him in line. He hadn't been expecting to bump into Elle today and was actually shocked to see her wearing a uniform meant for high school girls.
"What's with the outfit?" he questioned. When she asked for his reason for being depressed, he gave off a heavy high before holding up his cell. "My job. Wants me to head over New Jersey. I'm starting to consider getting a better job, but no one wants to hire a collage dropout." he said.
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Post by elle on Nov 4, 2008 15:05:42 GMT -5
When asking about the outfit and telling about his job she frowned. "How sad." then looked away innocently before turning back again. "Oh this thing. My job has me changing a lot." Great now he is going to think I'm a stripper...Is that so bad though? YES Elle is is YES it is!"[/i] arguing it over in her head over how to explain her job. So she being herself changed the subject.
"How sad. It is too bad you can't fall back because you have to take care of yourself and someone else." Elle began to think how she could possibly help this poor soul out. Sure she could invite him into the Company but Elle doubted he was that type of person he was too nice. And she really wanted to help him out so much.
"Well I strongly doubt that standing here and talking would be a good idea." she said, "Meet me over there." She replied pointing back at a seat. Before walking over there and taking a seat. And yet people are still trying to look up her skirt. How annoying...
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Post by jamesward on Nov 4, 2008 15:25:12 GMT -5
James smiled. It was nice meeting someone who was considerate. You don't meet people like that nowadays. Although, now Elle had him wondering. What was her job? She could be a fashion model or a designer. Or a stripper. Suddenly, another thought occurred to him. How'd she know he was living with someone else. Last time them met, he didn't remember telling her about Henry. Shrugging it off as a possible memory loss, James returned to get his drink.
After paying for a caramel lattee, James joined Elle in the back. It would be nice catching up again, even if they had just met. He was interested in what she did, because the last time they had met, she was so shady about it. Not to mention he wanted to know what she did that made her wear...well that. "So, what's new?" he asked.
The door to the coffee shop flew open and a group of three came in, hockey masks covering the faces, a duffel bag in each hand, and a gun in the other. Someone screamed at the sight of them, getting everyone's attention. "This is a hold up! No body move!" the leader, a tall, muscle man, shouted. People panic and started to take cover under table.
"Oh no." James muttered.
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Post by elle on Nov 4, 2008 16:00:16 GMT -5
Elle was about to tell James about what has happened to her since she was gone. But of course there is always something that is getting in the way of her dare. "No this is not going to happen today!" Elle replied slamming her hands on the table before standing up. Luckily the three men were up at the counter as she stood up.
Elle was mad that she wasn't getting what she wanted and what she wanted was a nice date. But no! These idiots want to get in her way. Everyone was told to turn around and had their eyes close. As she gripped one of the man's shoulder she sent electricity through to his heart. Probably killing him, she could have called it a martial art move.
Then as the two turned around and as the now dead guy fell to the ground she kicked the gun out of one of the robbers hand. It must have been quite a site to see a woman in a school girl outfit kicking the hell out of a guy. Then with a judo-chop to the neck knocked out the other one. But still there was a problem the last robber was a distance away.
Sure Elle could fire off rounds of lightning, but did not want to risk exposure. What a dilimpa and then he aimed his gun at her. "Damn!" she said harshly.
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Post by jamesward on Nov 4, 2008 16:21:42 GMT -5
It was times like this James wished for a less discreet power. Sure, moving one's shadow and then forcing people to copy your movements came in handy. But that was only if no one else could see your shadow moving. The place was too crowded and there weren't many shadows he could use. The distance between his table and the thugs was too far for his own shadow alone.
Then, before he could blink, James saw Elle moving up on them. He knew she had guts, but he didn't know she was willing to jump at three gun wielding. She took down two of them with ease. The first own went down when she touched his shoulder. IT looked like a move from a karate movie he watched the other day. Elle then took down another guy with a judo chop. James had to admit, he was impressed.
Then he saw it. The third guy. He had his gun held up at her. Time seemed to slow as he fired. Without thinking, James sent out his shadow. It shot forward like a snake, moving faster than the eye could blink. It touched Elle's own shadow. In one shift movement, James pulled himself down, using the link he had created between Elle and himself to pull her down as well. The bullet flew past her and hit a lamp at the back of the room.
James looked up and saw the surprised look on the man's face. In an instant the guy pulled his gun and shifted position to point at Elle again. Jame's moved his shadow again, this time at the fallen comrade by Elle. Their shadows connect and James held up his hand, the thug's own hand moving as well and he made him fire his gun. The bullet hit the first thug in the hand.
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Post by elle on Nov 4, 2008 16:51:50 GMT -5
"Damn!" Elle said as her eyes widen in actual fear it wasn't like she hasn't been shot at before. But it was all quick and she knew they wanted her dead. But why was this so different? Fear had her rose then everything was weird. As the trigger was pulled she was about to brace for the hit. Then Elle felt a weird feeling come over as she moved, but how? Elle knew her body and she doesn't move that way especially when she was struck with fear. As she fell to the ground her face landed to the side so she could see James. And his shadow was moving again like the day she met him. "Who knew he was such a Hero..." she replied. Soon the knocked out guy moved his hand and shot the other one. Moments Later... Elle was all done with the annoying talk with the police how annoying it was to talk to them. Turning around she walked in the street over to James. "So can you use this for your story? If you boss isn't so happy about it I could kill him for you. Or could you do that with you ability as well?" when she talked about their abilities she made sure that only the two of them could hear each other. "You move shadows. I shot lightning. Kinda weird, huh." Elle added.
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Post by jamesward on Nov 4, 2008 17:03:13 GMT -5
James had finished his own talk with the cops. He gave little detail on what really happened. Just told him that Elle pretty much took down two of them and one of the thug's guns misfired and shot the third. They took it without further questioning. He doubted there would have been anymore questions anyway. What was he going to tell them? He made his shadow take out the third guy. As they left, his boss called. Great, perfect timing.
"Hello...Yeah they were just here...Yeah, will do." he said as he hung up the phone. Elle came up to him and asked him about using the story for his boss. "Funny, boss was just telling me I had to." Elle then asked him what else he could do with his abilities. "Excuse me?"
Great, so apparently some did see his shadow at work. That was nice to know. He had tried to keep things on the down low and the next thing you know, boom, you're exposed. Then she told him of her own powers. "Wait, what? You can do what?" he asked rhetorically. Well that explained why the police were carting off one dead body.
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Post by elle on Nov 4, 2008 17:18:55 GMT -5
Elle was staring at her fingernails she wondered if she should paint them. But what color? Then James almost blew her eardrums out. "Yes, Hero. What do you want to do next?" Elle said as if she hadn't said anything that could possibly change his life. She really didn't care about anyone in the shop except herself and James. So who cares that she killed a crook by sending many volts of electricity to his heart.
Looking around she made sure no one could see her or them. Grabbing his hand she held her hand above his. Electricity poured down in his own hand she made sure that it wasn't painful or left marks. Grinning she loved Elle then held his hand as if they were a couple. "Do you really like me. If I told you I work with a business that deals with people like us. Would you leave me?" Elle said. Walking down the street. God she hoped not, "That is why I am dressed up like a girly girl school girl. Urgh...Well unless you like that sort of thing." she teased.
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Post by jamesward on Nov 4, 2008 17:49:07 GMT -5
James stared at her. Elle was a really fascinating person. Although, it appeared that she had her own agenda. He let her hold his hand, he himself was curious at what she would do. The blue electricity that she was emitting tingled. It kinda felt like the weird sensation when your foot falls asleep. "Neat." he said to her.
He was confused at what she was trying to tell him. What did she mean would he leave her? "Elle, what are you talking about?" he asked. She had admitted what her job was before walking off. James followed her. "Wait, so you work for the CIA or something?" he asked.
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Post by elle on Nov 4, 2008 18:05:36 GMT -5
"Or something." Elle replied, the CIA had nothing on her as they continued to walk. As she began to look at him she gave him more a serious look, "No I work with a place that keeps people safe. And the dangerous locked away." Elle then began to speak again, "And when I was in D.C. I was taking care of a pest problem. He was to dangerous." Sighing Elle lowered her head, "Sorry I had to hide it from you. I have a real problem ever since my dad was killed by said dangerous person."
Said person was Sylar...pain in her ass and Peter's brother. "My father could turn anything into gold." she said. And yet she didn't get an allowance, but she got a good paycheck. Funny how that works. "If you ever have troubles with anyone with abilities. Just call me. I'll take care of it. And I can take care of it passively and not kill everyone." she laughed.
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Post by jamesward on Nov 4, 2008 18:42:44 GMT -5
"And I thought I came from a family of superheroes." James said. He had to admit, having a father that could turn things to gold must have be cool. Elle must have gotten a huge allowance when she was younger. He remembered his own father before the man went insane. "Funny. My dad kinda had the same power. Except he could take on the property of any mineral he touched. It was kinda how he killed my mom and sister actually," he said, his tone softening as he recalled their deaths.
"I appreciate the offer Elle, but I probably wouldn't want to put you in any danger anyways. Not that you can't handle yourself anyways." he said, adding the last part quickly. He had saw what she did and knew the girl could handle herself in a fight. "Besides, I highly doubt that some super-powered serial killer will come after me and my brother anyways." Suddenly a thought occurred to him. "Hey Elle, how'd you know I had someone living with me. I didn't tell you about my roommates last time we met."
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Post by elle on Nov 5, 2008 7:11:21 GMT -5
When James told of his father and his ability it was uncanny how they were alike. No wonder they hit it off so well. This was just way to perfect except for the part to where he mention the death of his sister and mother. Death is always a mood killer in a conversation. Not so much to Elle, but to normal it is. "How sad." he was so cute that he cared so much about her, "Well danger isn't a problem I deal with it every day."
And of course then he asked how she knew he lived with someone. She simply answered, "I'm better than the CIA, I do my homework."
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Post by jamesward on Nov 5, 2008 19:36:51 GMT -5
James gave her a look. It was one of the curious and goofy looks he normally gave when he found something interesting. And he sure did find Elle and interesting person. "Yeah, I think that's called stalking." he told her with a grin.
James got a sudden ring from his cell and sighed. Solemnly, he picked up the phone and put it to his ear. "Yeah? Oh...uh huh. Sure thing boss." he hung it up with a pout on his face. "Sorry to end this thing short. Boss is on my tail again. Tell you what," taking a pen and a piece of paper, James wrote down his number and handed it to Elle. "This time, you call me. Say Friday, dinner and a movie?" he asked sweetly.
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