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.
Renee asks the old biddy a couple of questions about his dead friends. *shrugs* Im not really listening.
We call a couple of Taxi's, but only one turns up. Mr "Im so girlie now I've been shot" Renee, sorry, Dr., gets into the front seat and we all cram into the back. I hop onto Glenn's lap and wriggle a bit. Yep, that gets a reaction.
I turn and smile at Glenn and he looks uncomfortable.
We drive off and head back into the center of the city. As the empty streets and the homeless flash past, I'm reminded that I havn't been back home in quite a while. I havn't been clubbing either and we gotta fix that.
Im lost in my thoughts and the odd little squirm from underneath me when suddently something startles the driver and he swurves the car wildly. We all hang on, but he doesnt hit anything. Stopping and looking round, something has falled off one of the buildings and smashed a car roof in and trapping some fools.
Cool!
Renee insists on getting out and checkin' it out. We pile out of the taxi and the Doc goes and checks for dead dudes. I hop out and scope the place, but no 5-0 or G's here, so I head over to check out the accident.
Two guys are crushed in their car under the, err, it looks like one of them window things you see in films. I hop up on the bonnet to try and lift it off and Doc turns red and starts rantin'.
"Stop that! Don't move anything or they will have spinal injuries." He moves over to the dudes in the car and asks "Are you ok?" Well, Duh. "Can you hear me? Listen to me. You have to stay awake."
For this he gets the big bucks!?
Weird. Is he just gunna leave them there then? I hop down and find a seat behind the gathering crowd.
Some other people start muttering about lifting the thing off. See I knew I was right. Renee's gettin' all worked up about not lettin' people touch the dudes in the car. Some of the crowd start to mutter about lifting it off and they start to move forward. Renee is a ball of flailing arms trying to stop them.
Something inside me tingles and I feel my fists clench. Oh, I detect a rumble. I stand up and slink over behind the largest touble maker in the crowd. Playtime.
The sound of sirens approaches and then passes. Sheesh. Typical. 911's a joke.
The sound of sirens quiets the crowd and my chance for some fun, so I go and sulk on the side of the road. The medics roll up, get the 411 from Doc, and do all that "IV, Stat" crap.
Hey, I almost threw down on Ren's side. Weird. Whats happenin' there? *shrugs* Probably just the chance for a fight. Yeah, that'd be it.
People mill round and we call another taxi. Its industrialville here, so it's gunna be a while.
G and Doc are over in one corner, thick as theives, so I figure I should be there too.
"... were totally right there. You saved those two guys." Glenn is sayin'. What a suck.
"Yo. Glenn. You kissin' arse?"
"Come on Renee, these people need you. We need your skills to get all this Inquisition stuff sorted out and get our friends back."
Yeah, that or an Inquisition mother fucker and 20 mins in an abandoned factory with a tire iron and a car battery. Probably not their style but so I just smile sweetly.
I can see Renee weakening. Glen kisses arse like a pro.
"Come on, group hug." says Glenn and we all press the flesh.
Man, whats up with me. This aint pressin' the flesh. Well it probably is for these whitebread Nathan's, but not for me. I gotta get sweaty sometime soon or I'm gunna burst!
I feel Renee start to pull away, so quickly I rip his wallet. Glenn lingers so I swipe his too and give his buns a quick squeeze.
Renee is lookin' all thoughtful and stuff and then he goes and check his wallet. By Set, the man is learnin'.
I break out into a big smile and pat him on the back. "I do believe you are learning, Doc." I hand him back his wallet.
Glenn is amused, chucklin', "Oh man, you took his wallet! Smooth."
I hand G back his pigskin too and he goes all quiet.
Eventally the taxi rolls up and we all pile in again. Im sittin' on Gman and he aint mindin' a bit. A girl can tell these things you know.
We head back to the car park and pick up the cars. Then its off to the Medical center so the Doc's can get some weirdo crap. Whatever. Man, gotta watch that, I'm sounding like a Buffy.
Once inside, G and the Renman head down to their study. We scope out Michelle's room. I dont trust that chick. Apparently either does CJ. We dont find jack except for some locked bit in her desk.
CJ and I get the sucker open eventually and its some crappy book. Great. CJ's all excited about it. Glad someone is.
CJ flips through the book and then passes it to me. "Here, does it mean anything to you?"
Besides you need dont get out enough? "Nope." CJ grabs the book and examines it again. Girl, you need to chill. Maybe I need to get her a rocket or a nutt with some stud. Scratch that. Aint gunna pimp for the 5-0. Bad bad bad.
Eventually the Doc comes back, rants a bit and then we leave, heading out to his house to feed the dogs or somethin'.
Others are uncomfortable with this as now we lost the un-tropic or whatever it was, the Inquisition will be lookin' for us in all the places they know.
Normally it'd be a stupid plan, but thats only if we wanna hide. I don't wanna hide, I want 'em to find us, 'cuse then we find them. These jokers havn't been that hard to spot in the past, so if we pick em up again.
Its time to knuckle up.
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