http://www.rapdict.org/ has a great rap dictionary reference. A local copy so that I can still refer to it when I roleplay is available, but try the main site first.
I grab DMS's head and start to heave him into the back of the car when suddenly something weird happens and I'm back in the coffee shop, eatin' donuts with the gang.
Huh?
I look round, desperate to find spot someone... anyone.. but nope. The streets are clean. Noone to beat up. I make a fist and punch the table. Renee and Dutch seem to be in a trance, so I slap Renee on the side to the head. That makes me feel a little better. I go to slap him again, but the bastard wakes up. Oh well.
"Hey welcome back boss"
"What happened?"
"Did you just snap back from a happy place too?"
"What? What are you talking about?! What just happened?"
I shrug and he starts ranting at other people to see if they know. Glenn and the Ice Bitch Doctor have no idea what we are talking about. I just smile sweetly and Ren rants on.
CJ comes out of the cop shop and says some crap about the phone call. Like I care. Renee and CJ are talking, but I'm just zoning, staring out, hoping that someone does try and kidnap someone, but it just seems that Im stuck here, bored.
Suddenly I notice someone watching us from a window. Whisper and I walk up to the building to check it out. Whisper breaks off, probably to do some plan or somethin' so I just go and knock on the door of the, err, law firm.
Some cute honey in a suit comes out and I play all 'Im lost' and innocent, but the smuck seems to know nothing. Getting bored, I lean on him and he makes some crack about just staring out the window. I consider removing teeth, but he whines about and threatens to call the cops. Normally, I'd drag him off to some abandoned place and go medieval on him, but I don't have the time, the support and I'm not sure where CJ stands on the whole gettin' bloody thing.
We leave the prick and go back downstairs.
I'm feeling frustrated. I havn't had any action in, what, days!!
Dutch has come back to our planet, thanks to some help from CJ and probably none from Renee.
Olga pipes up with some info about the phone call. Apparently the FBI don't have any record of it. *shrugs* What does it matter. He's probably dead anyway. Or soon will be. Oh lets just get on with it!!
G and Ice go back to the hotel, while the rest of us make our way to the Bar to try and find Father Tipsy. Bar. Oh maybe I can drown my sorrows.
The bar is a dive. Cheap and full of drunks. I perk up a little at that. Maybe some drunken slob will go the grope and I'll get to break him something. While noone's looking, I wiggle the cleavage to make a more tempting target.
We walk into the bar and Olga goes all Mz KGB on the barkeep to find this Barney mother #*$&er. "He's out back."
Red and I head out the back where we are greeted with the wonderful sight of two people laying the Doc Martin's into what I assume is Barney. I fell a smile crawl over my face. Action.
I'm about to leap in when suddenly I remember Red. Ah, crap. If I get bloody on these bastards, maybe she'll freak. I turn and try and look innocent and nice. "Can I? Err, I mean should we help?"
Red doesn't answer, she starts moving to help Barney. I spring into action and deliver a flying kick to the chest of Mr Boot to the Barney Head. There is a dull *spluck* sound, probably a rip breaking. The goon flies back, smashing into the wall and slides to the ground. One down... one to go.
I turn to the other goon, a smile on my face, my whole body pumped on adrenaline. I see a look of fear cross his face. Oh, no! Its going to be over too soon. Don't give up... fight me.
Red goes to check Barney. The other goon steps back. I step into his striking zone and put my arms out. Free shot buddy boy. Take it. He looks like he's going to run. I gotta confront him. If he thinks he can fight his way out then the party my continue. "Against the wall!"
He pauses, confused. I try and look cute and harmless. Come take the shot. I'm lettin' you get the first shot, man!
We wait for something to happen. The goon slowly turns and faces the wall. Bastard! I should bounce him round to teach the bastard a lesson.
Red calls out "Barney? Are you all right?" and that snaps me out of it. I don't need Red running to the Nark and calling 'assult'.
Frustrated, I pad down the goon. Nothin'. No weapon, just some hired muscle. Ah, the bastard. I crack him to the side of the head and he goes out cold. Fight next time, you bastard.
Looking down at Red helping a beaten Barney to stand, my frustration starts to lift a little. Well atleast I got to hit something. Looking at the two goons, I smile and start to feel just a little better.
Red and I drag Barney outside again and chuck him on a seat. I call over to the bar tender, "Hey, need a 911 out back." He just looks at me, wiping his glass and shrugs.
"Yeah, right."
Fine dick head, if you want dead meat on your floor then thats cool with me.
Renee and Olga talk to Barney who goes all weird on them. He does all this crazy stuff to find out where Father Tipsy is. So he says anyway. I offer to beat it out of him, but the others don't seem interested. Ah, screw it. Let them work out it.
I try and get the attention of some of the other barflies, but no go on the grope. *sigh* Oh well, that little adventure in the back will just have to do me.
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