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 201 Faramir, Fri, 5th Oct '12 6:11:55 PM from Just before a Deadline. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Loves me...loves me not
Tired
"Just follow that street for two or three blocks" She said. "Also, this is a non-smoking area. So don't smoke."
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 202 Kino, Fri, 5th Oct '12 6:34:02 PM from NC/NYC Get RP Mod Relationship Status: 700 wives and 300 concubines
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"Jesus....what is the world coming to?" He said as he outer his cigarette and tossed it in the nearest ashtray. "You're doing great things for your country ma'am. "
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Nico stared at the cop for a few seconds before finally responding.

"Officer, I don't have their contact details."

 204 Faramir, Sat, 6th Oct '12 12:54:20 PM from Just before a Deadline. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Loves me...loves me not
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The cop sighed.

"Okay, how about their full names? Last known address?"
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"The latter is the same; I can't remember after several years of trying to forget. As for names..."

There was a pause, once again reminding them that this was an incredibly sore subject.

"Barbara and Adam Smith. They never got married, their names were the same coincidently."

Nico was clearly not happy answering these questions, with the parts of his life he had to remember to do so; what was showing was some mixture of sad and angry, and an incredibly unsuccessful attempt to cover that up.

What he is saying is true. I'm not sure why I made it that way, but the name is common enough to be plausible.

edited 6th Oct '12 1:14:57 PM by Replica

 206 Faramir, Sat, 6th Oct '12 2:03:52 PM from Just before a Deadline. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Loves me...loves me not
Tired
"Ok, let me go see what I can figure out" The cop told Nico and he left the room again.

Twenty minutes later he was back with a laptop "Now, we decided to start with your father. There seem to be several men named Adam Smith in our files, so if you could tell me the city and province..."
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 207 Kino, Sat, 6th Oct '12 2:12:37 PM from NC/NYC Get RP Mod Relationship Status: 700 wives and 300 concubines
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Walking away in disgust, John hailed a cab and followed the officers advice ; arriving at the hospital in a short manner of time. Strolling around to one of the outdoor smoking areas, John walked up to one of the orderlies and began to talk.

"Mind if I bum a smoke from you? "
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Ok, this is a mostly random city chosen from looking at a map and choosing one a long way from Calgary.

"He...He lived in Nain."

 209 Faramir, Sat, 6th Oct '12 10:03:10 PM from Just before a Deadline. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Loves me...loves me not
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"Okay, that's a long way from here... just let me find this here and—oh, oh dear." The cop frowned and closed his eyes. He opened them again and tilted his head, his mouth kept trying to form words for a moment, but he didn't make a sound.

After a while he looked at Nico. "Is-I mean, is this-um.... is this your father?" He said, turning the laptop to face Nico. There was a picture of his father, listed as a victim, in a murder report.

The murderer was currently in prison.
Give a man a fish, you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish, you can't sell him fish anymore.
Nico nodded. He didn't seem paticuarly interested in his father's fate, just answering a question.

 211 Faramir, Sun, 7th Oct '12 9:34:07 AM from Just before a Deadline. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Loves me...loves me not
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"Okay..." The cop said "I'm assuming it was your mother that lived outside the country, right? We have limited access to international records but if you tell us the city, maybe her profession as well, we should find a way to contact her" The cop said.
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Nico nodded again, confirming that his mother was indeed the one in another country. "She lived in London. Not the good part."

There was yet more hesitation, for the same reasons as prior. "She was a police officer. Don't know anything more specific."

 213 Faramir, Sun, 7th Oct '12 12:33:33 PM from Just before a Deadline. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Loves me...loves me not
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"Oh, a police officer— we're in luck, see the UK had this thing where—" His jaw dropped and he paled again. What on earth?

"Um...uh... is-is this your Mother?" He asked, again turning the computer to let him see the screen. A picture of Nico's mother, also the victim of a murder, looking very dead, was on the screen.

The orderly gave John a look before walking away.
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Once again Nico nodded, almost exactly recreating his reaction to the news of his father.

 215 Kino, Sun, 7th Oct '12 1:11:37 PM from NC/NYC Get RP Mod Relationship Status: 700 wives and 300 concubines
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Unperturbed by his response, John waited a moment before discretely following behind the orderly.
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 216 Faramir, Sun, 7th Oct '12 1:46:13 PM from Just before a Deadline. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Loves me...loves me not
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The cop sighed.

"Um... right, so— um, do you have any other family members that we could contact to be your legal guardians— or do you want to try your luck at the foster care system?..Or do you want to try and become a legal adult?" he asked.

The orderly remained unaware that John was following her, and got into a phone call with someone.
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"I don't think I have any other relatives that would work. Only ever knew of two, an uncle who..."

Again a hesitation, although this one more out of trying to be respectful.

"...he killed himself in front of me. And I had a half-brother, paternal, but he ran away a few years before I did."

Another noticeable pause.

"I never thought about that. I just ran. Didn't exactly have much faith in the legal system. Still don't, if you don't mind me saying. Well, I guess that wording implies my opinion depends on your not liking it, which it doesn't, but I presume you know what I'm saying. But I just always ran from everything. I guess the foster system is the best hope."

Hoping this isn't too much for you to GM. As I have said, I don't want to derail it too much to Nico's bizarre legal plight.

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Tari had been going to show Todd to the drop-in center’s phone when Matthias, one of the other volunteers at the center, had tossed Todd his phone to use. Instead, Tari headed into the back room to grab a broom and dustpan, kicking an empty trashcan into the main room. The young woman looked around, suppressing a sigh. The place was completely trashed—shards of glass and wood were littered among the overturned shelves and other things on the floor.

Lucky us, she thought as she began to sweep up, doing her best to separate the undamaged things from the broken ones, carefully shaking out the blankets in an effort to rid them of glass shards. She knicked one of her fingers on a particularly nasty piece and swore. Oh, but chemistry lab will be fun with hurt fingers.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket a few hours later, and she set her broom aside—with the help of the center volunteers and a good many of the wayward and homeless, and Todd—they were almost done cleaning everything up. They’d need new windows, and a new door, and Tari chewed her lip as she thought about where the money would come from to pay for it, but the buzzing in her pocket reminded her of the task at hand.

She had two new text messages.

Waiting at your place, read the first message. Where r u?

The second read, Do I even have the right house?

“Shoot!” Tari said, whirling and grabbing for her backpack. “Hey, guys, ” she called as she hurried to the doorway, “I gotta go. I'm supposed to meet a friend from out of town today!”

Her headlights blinked and her car beeped as she unlocked the doors and slid into the driver's seat, tossing her backpack into the passenger seat beside her and starting up the engine. "Shoot, shoot, shoot, " she muttered to herself over and over again. She hadn't seen Andrea in months, and she was only going to be in town for a few days.

Tari quickly turned out onto the road and sped towards home, dialing Andrea's number and holding the phone to her ear.

edited 8th Oct '12 4:43:50 PM by Windee

I added psychology to my biology.
 219 Faramir, Sun, 7th Oct '12 2:45:04 PM from Just before a Deadline. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Loves me...loves me not
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It's kind of driving me crazy...hmm... okay, I've got it, ninjas appear!- Fine, no ninjas, but still, I'm going to just have something happen. It's driving me insane.

"Okay, let me just g—" Everything stopped. The laptop's fan, the cop, the faint speech outside, all froze. Except Nico. A woman appeared in the room. She was thin, tall, and elegant.

"—k your contract with Rosenberg, it'll give us some legal—" She stopped, frowned, and looked around. "Oh. Hmm... wait— Nico?" She tilted her head at Nico, then looked at the cop's laptop for a moment, checking the date and time and went through some realization. Her hair was a long dark red and her eyes a deep brown. Her skin was pale and her lips were a deep dark red all too similar to her hair.

"Oh dear... boy you were young. Darned margin of error." Then she shrugged. "Do me a favour, young Nico, you've every right to a lawyer right now. Call this number..." She wrote a phone number in the edge of one of the forms "and ask for some help. I'm sure it's bound to help with all the legal—"

Then she vanished and everything else resumed as though nothing had happened.

"—et the proper forms and we can start setting this up" The cop finished saying as he stood up to leave.
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 220 Kino, Sun, 7th Oct '12 2:46:31 PM from NC/NYC Get RP Mod Relationship Status: 700 wives and 300 concubines
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After watching her talk.on.the phone for a while, John slowly made his way to her; taking effort to remain unobserved. He waited for her to finish her call before he made his move.
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Damn, I wanted ninjas.

That was...odd. But he decided he may as well go with it. "Um...Excuse me? I need to make a phone call. It's a long story, I promise I'll explain later."

edited 7th Oct '12 2:57:01 PM by Replica

 222 Faramir, Sun, 7th Oct '12 2:54:14 PM from Just before a Deadline. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Loves me...loves me not
Tired
The cop handed Nico his phone without a second thought and left the room.

The orderly finished her call with an "okay, bye", and then became aware of John's existence once more, raising her eyebrow. "Can I help you?"
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With the phone and privacy, Nico awkwardly dialed the number and pressed the call button. He put it to his ear and waited for somebody to pick up. He had never actually used a phone before, but he knew how they worked.

 224 Kino, Sun, 7th Oct '12 3:15:58 PM from NC/NYC Get RP Mod Relationship Status: 700 wives and 300 concubines
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"Maybe" John said before grabbing her by the throat, and wrapping both hands around her neck. Gently applying pressure, he half walked, half drug her into a secluded area.

"Listen very carefully." He said in a calm and measured voice. "I need some answers, so I'm going to ask you a few questions. If you refuse, i'll kill you; if you hesitate, I'll kill you; if I think you're lying I'll kill you. If you even think about calling for help, then I'll do things that will make you wish that I'd kill you.'

"Nod your head if you understand. "
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 225 Faramir, Sun, 7th Oct '12 3:57:34 PM from Just before a Deadline. Get RP Mod Relationship Status: Loves me...loves me not
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The woman paled and nodded weakly.
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