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Post by Brian O'Conner on May 25, 2011 22:01:33 GMT 2
Brian laughed out loud. He'd never seen anybody put Dom in his place. Dom was big, agile and a hell of a fighter and Brian usually came out with his feathers more than a little ruffled when Dom decided to have a 'word' with him. "Sure, must be one hell of a guy. All muscles and no brain."
He got up and stretched his back. "So Dom's your kind of guy? Or Joker?"
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2011 22:29:48 GMT 2
"Yeah, a hell of a guy," she said sarcastically, "Too bad he's done some stuff to make it so he doesn't have that many brain cells left."
Angel coughed on the air she swallowed as he asked his next question, when she was done coughing she nodded, "Yeah Dom and Joker are my kinds of guys. But I've been warned about Letty... I love fellow hispanics but I'm not stupid, we hispanic women are damn vicious. And Joker... well... He's physically available, you understand what I mean. Good grief Brian I am not having this conversation with you."
She made a face looking at the cars for some help. Any help at all.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on May 25, 2011 22:46:49 GMT 2
"Yeah, good idea. I don't need to know in detail how available Joker is..." He shook his head like a dog but then eyed her curiously. "So I that you are just room mates. How available is he to you?" He grinned and leaned his shoulder against the car next to her.
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2011 23:21:44 GMT 2
"You don't want to know and yet you just asked me that?" Angel asked glaring at him.
She wasn't normally uptight about her sex life, but Joker had gone home hours ago leaving Brian to practice and her to finish up the engines. The fact that her occasional teddy bear was getting to sleep while she was stuck in a garage with Brian answering personal questions.
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Post by Joker on May 25, 2011 23:37:07 GMT 2
"Fuck!" Joker yelled and tossed the head of the engine through the garage door like a frisbee. It could be easily seen that Joker hadn't been his upbeat self. After the news of Ree's death he had drawn back on himself, training and working were all he had been burrying himself in but as the torque wrench snapped in his hand and sliced his leg he couldn't bite back the snappish bit of anger that flourished. "Sorry!" He said forcing a smile and jogged after the metal then brought it back into the building.
Mentally he was shot but still was trying to focus on this job. His last bit of rage had done some damage to the metal, he would have to re-cut it. Served him right, that's what he got for poising his anger. He'd slipped, that's what always got him his anger. He needed a release and badly. He began to focus on something else, Deon. He was going to take that gorilla and rearrange his face like a rubix cube next time he went after D.
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2011 23:59:49 GMT 2
Angel turned, "Shit Joker I thought you had gone home already," she looked him over and frowned seeing he was bleeding, "Take a seat Joker, since I got to patch you up now. And don't you dare tell me the macho man bullshit."
She moved towards Joker and motioned him to sit on her stool, "So you going to tell me what's bugging you?"
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Post by Joker on May 26, 2011 23:09:13 GMT 2
"The past came around to bite me in the ass." Joker said and closed his eyes for a moment before opening them and letting his body go slack. He returned to looking at what he could work with on the engine. It was like juggling with vials of acid, one slip and it would burn him. He kept fidgeting with the head for a moment then returned to setting the crankshaft.
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Post by Deleted on May 26, 2011 23:20:58 GMT 2
Angel grabbed Joker around the middle and pulled him away from the car, "Sit down Joker, your bleeding," she said firmly in her Diablo no nonsense voice, "Your upset and your need to relax before I relax you myself."
She leaned up and wrapped her arms around him neck, "Walter please. I've been in that same position where my past came back and bit me. Don't make me stick you in the shower and hose you down. Or at least attempt to get you in the shower against your will," she said softly into his ear.
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Post by Joker on May 26, 2011 23:30:36 GMT 2
Joker refused to look at her, she was already too close to him he couldn't risk her getting her hurt because of this job. "Sorry." He said quietly and eyed her up and down. His eyes were dry but there was a long story of pain behind it. "Don't worry, the cut isn't bad I've had worse."
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Post by Brian O'Conner on May 26, 2011 23:45:39 GMT 2
"But you're getting MY floor full of blood." He pointed at a few droplets. With a swift move he tossed the first aid kitt at Angel. So let her do it or I'll offer my services." He raised his eyebrows meaningfully and then looked at what Joker had been brooding about.
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Post by Deleted on May 26, 2011 23:58:22 GMT 2
"Joker don't block me because you don't want to talk about it," Angel growled out feeling that he was giving her the cold shoulder, "I didn't want to talk about Deon and you forced me to. Do not make me force feed you, your words."
She was frowning, her eyes dark with annoyance, she was almost blistering in anger. It was a mean flip to have him not talking to her when he had forced her past out of her. If he wanted her angry with him he was doing a decent job.
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Post by Joker on May 27, 2011 0:05:48 GMT 2
Joker couldn't really keep it to himself when he looked up at Brian, "Ree died, overdosed on something. I havn't been able to bring myself to look into it. Something her brother in law said to me as he left is getting to me, I don't think she OD'd on pain pills." He clenched his jaw tight and looked at his leg before taking the first aid kit from Angel. He pulled his shorts up slightly and began to set the ointment on the wound with a fixed gaze.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on May 27, 2011 0:13:12 GMT 2
Brian looked at him in disbeleive. "Oh my, I'm so sorry." Brian didn't know her very well but he knew Joker had a really soft spot for her like he had for nobody else. "Why didn't you say anything?" He stood up and walked over to his friend. The ex-cop wasn't sure what to say. Should he show his empathy? "You think she was killed?" How sensitive.
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2011 0:19:28 GMT 2
Angel let her anger go as she ran her hands over his large shoulder's, "I'm so sorry Joker. I didn't mean to upset you," she said hugging him, "But you got to remember that I can't read your mind. And you bottling all this up isn't like you."
She placed a kiss on his cheek, "I'm all ears if you need to talk."
Joker helped her and she was going to help him as much as he would let her.
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Post by Joker on May 27, 2011 1:15:43 GMT 2
"I haven't had the time to look into it. I want to just chock it up for depression and call it good but something isn't sitting right. I'll look into it after this job is over." He said dully. "If it wasn't her doing I will find and kill everyone involved. And more then likely publicly." He grimaced.
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2011 2:46:58 GMT 2
Angel smiled at him very softly, "She's your lost one isn't she? Joker if there's anything I can do to help just let me know alright?"
Her fingers stroked his tight jaw as she tried to keep from smothering him since it probably wouldn't help at all.
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Post by Joker on May 27, 2011 19:20:10 GMT 2
"No but she was a friend when I needed one and she reminded me there was something more to life then running and gunning. But here I am back in the crap shoot." He chuckled maniacally for a moment before returning to his grim composure. "You can change your clothes your hair and the places you live but who you are will always find you." His eyes and face frosted over, "But we got a job to do and a man relying on us to get it done so I'll lament when I'm done." He stood up and went tithe back of his truck. All three sets of wenches were sitting on the tail gate, six in total.
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2011 22:05:31 GMT 2
"Joker, you let me know if there is anything I can do, but we're calling it a night. It's past 11 and I can't do anything else until we get Dom's Charger. It's the last car we need before I can have everyone we need practicing their asses off to hit that mark every time."
Angel was looking at Joker's back, he was still upset, it didn't take a rocket scientist to know that the woman's death was weighing on him more then average.
"Joker we might not like the cards that we've gotten dealt, but we can change that hand as many times as we want to. We decide who we are, not someone else. You taught me that Joker."
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Post by Joker on May 27, 2011 23:48:57 GMT 2
"I'm a walking morgue D." He hoisted the first two wenches and set them down by the truck Brian would use then grabbed the other two leaving them by the widow maker. He left the final two on his pickup and crossed his arms, the blue F350 was one of the pride and joys he owned, armored and set up like a tank he had put a few surprises in it like the powerswitches that when flipped would dismantle the car much like a transformer the large Autobot symbol on the hood depicted. He climbed into the cabin with a sigh and started it up. "I need to test something," He drove the truck backwards to the cliff face and looked into the night ocean. "The shaft is going to be five stories deep plus the distance from the door and where the cars will be." He pulled the car forwards to the distance Brian had marked and stepped from the vehicle. He distanced the wires from the cables as far as he would need and anchored the wench end to his truck.
"In theory the cable should be able to go over one of the the support I-beams and then down the shaft. I should be able to toss the hooks over the beam and dive, catch up with them and slow my decent enough to stop myself from hitting the elevator and turning it a sick red color." He looked at the dark water below and grimaced. "If I succeed here I can do it there, if not...you need a new stunt man." He tossed the tow hook behind him and well into the air and dove backwards after it.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on May 28, 2011 0:22:55 GMT 2
The way the tough guy suddenly showed feelings came as a surprise. He'd seen Joker as the black ops guy, hard as steel and cold as a rock even though he'd proved that he had a heart when he gave Brian the money and came to work with him. It was hard to find the right words so he simply stated. "We'll find out and kick their ass, if necessary."
Then he left Joker and Angel to talk and went to the bathroom and then back to the truck he'd be using just to find Joker backing up to the cliff and then suddenly diving over the edge. "What the fuck..?" He muttered before he sprinted down there and stared down the cliff with wide open eyes.
Below him , high above a few rocks and dark waves his friend had missed the cable but at least gotten a hold of some of the brush growing on the steep rocks.
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