carlo's bakery

Naslov sporočila: Re: carlo's bakery Ned Mar 03, 2013 6:55 pm

tagged is the partner in crime courtney and has around 400words written just for you

courtney je počasi sedla v njen avto, ko jo je na poti do majhne pekarne vmes še pobrala, da sta se lahko skupaj odpeljali na podano nalogo. pozdravila jo je samo z previdnim nasmeškom in se osredotočila zgolj na vožnjo- njen dan je bil bolj kot ne porazen in zadnje kar je hotela je bilo prijateljevanje s članico tolpe do katere ni gojila nič drugega kot le sranje v katerega sta obe zašli. sončni žarki so objemali njeno razgaljeno kožo in občutek jo je spominjal na dan, ko bi se morala poročiti in je preklela najmanj tisočkrat svojo odločitev, da bo nosila obleko podobno iz pravljice. količina blaga in neprehodnost zraka v tem blagu ji definitivno ni pomagala pri tem, da bi se počutila kar se da sveže. namesto tega je čutila kako se poti in kako si ne želi biti videti kot zapečena gospodinja na svoji lastni poroki do katere na koncu niti ni prišlo. ob misli na to se je zdrznila in samo sebe opomnila, da ni sama v avtomobilu in z eno potezo premaknila sončna očala z vrha glave naravnost na nos; tako je lahko blokirala sonce in blokirala lasten pogled, ki bi znal izdati veliko preveč njeni partnerici pri tej nalogi. na srečo pa se je tudi pred njima pojavil kmalu želeni napis, katerega si je courtney zapisala na majhnem listu v njeni roki. ozrla se je po okolici in res opazila policijsko postajo, ki je bila edina možna nevarnost današnjega dneva, zato je parkirala dovolj blizu za kasnejše hitro ukrepanje. » dve ženski sva…najbrž ga bova precej hitro spravile v avto in odpeljale do skladišča, kajne ? « je končno spregovorila in se prepričljivo nasmehnila proti courtney, ko je tudi njen pogled končno bil namenjen samo njej. » ena možnost je, da ena odide notri in ga prepriča v pomoč pri počeni gumi medtem ko druga čaka zunaj, ga zagrabi ob pravi priložnosti. druga možnost pa je težava z motorjem, ko ga lahko nedolžno udariva s pokrovom in spraviva na zadnje sedeže, « je podala svoje možnosti in se že pripravila na svoj izstop iz avtomobila in namignila tudi njej naj stori enako ne glede na to ali bo katera ostala zunaj ali ne. » torej kaj praviš ? « nalogo je hotela čim prej končati in fanta predati ostalim v skladišču. kaj bodo delali z njim se je lahko samo predstavljala, a sedaj ni bilo časa, da bi se počutila krivo, ko ga je na precej grd način spravljala v še večje težave.

Naslov sporočila: Re: carlo's bakery Pon Mar 04, 2013 2:29 pm

sienna

courtney skoraj celo noč ni niti zatisnila očesa - ni vedela ali je bilo to zaradi naloge, ki je sledila v naslednjem dnevu ali pa je bil razlog kaj popolnoma drugega. bistvo je bilo, da je zato že navsezgodaj zjutraj pred stanovanjem čakala sienno, da jo pobere z avtom in se odpravita proti pekarni. "dobro jutro," jo je skoraj popolnoma uradno pozdravila, ko je vsedla v avto. "hvala, da me boš ti peljala, ker je moj avto namreč še vedno na popravilu." iz torbice je potegnila mapo, polno listov, na katerih je imela vse do potankosti zabeleženo. "ja, prav imaš, dobile sva kar... dobro nalogo, lahko bi dobili kaj veliko... težjega," je mrmrala medtem, ko je brskala po listih. "hm, počena guma se mi zdi dobra ideja. saj veš, dve ženski v avtu in... no, jaz sem za," je govorila z manjšimi pavzami, ko je bila preveč zaposlena z branjem zapiskov na listih.

izstopila je iz avta in se ozrla po okolici. mačji kašelj, je pomislila - vse je bilo točno tako, kot sta že vnaprej predvidevali, zato ni našla vzroka za paniko. courtney sicer nikoli ni bila tip osebe, ki bi zakomplicirala vsako nepomembno situacijo, a te naloge, ki jih ji je dodeljeval kellan so ji povzročale kar nekaj neprijetnost. sploh prejšnja z georgio, ko je malo manjkalo, da se med dekletoma ni vnel pretep. z sienno je bilo drugače in čeprav nista bili ravno najboljši prijateljici, sta se razumeli dovolj dobro, da je bila courtney prepričana, da bosta nalogo dobro opravili. bila je utrujena in oči je še komaj držala odprte. želela si je, da bi težave s spanjem končno izginile in... no, da bi njeno življenje spet bilo normalno. v zadnjih tednih je dobesedno živela za to, da je ustregla šefom in ni imela nobenega zasebnega življenja - sorodnikov tako ali tako ni imela v mestu, da bi si poiskala prijatelje pa ni imela ne časa, ne volje. tako je živela v samoti, če pa je že prišla ven iz tiste luknje, ki bi ji naj rekli stanovanje, pa je šla na kakšno mafijsko nalogo kot je bila ta.

"torej, boš šla ti noter in ga zvabila sem ali greva skupaj?" je nadaljevala razpravo, kakor bi šlo le za povsem običajen pogovor med prijateljicama - imela je sicer pravilo, da nikoli ne govori o poslu ko obstaja možnost, da ji kdo prisluškuje, ampak takrat je bilo skoraj prepričana, da je zrak čist, zato se je sproščeno pogovarjala kar sredi praznega parkirišča.

Naslov sporočila: Re: carlo's bakery Pon Mar 04, 2013 6:05 pm

tagged is the partner in crime courtney and has around 500words written just for you

» grem jaz, « ji je odgovorila na preprosto vprašanje in se zazrla proti vhodu v majhno pekarno, kjer je delala njuna tarča in resnično je upala, da jima bo uspelo brez težav. ven ga ni bilo problem spraviti, če je vsaj malo hlinila in se delala resnično nemočno. problem se je skrival v tem, da ni vedela kako ga bosta spravili v avto, ko bo enkrat ugotovil, da nimata počene gume. lahko bi ji dodelili vsaj moškega partnerja v nalogi, da bi vse skupaj steklo bolj gladko, a jasno jima je bilo lahko da gre za preizkušnjo in včasih je zdrav razum premagal še tako mišičaste roke. » ti si višja in močnejša, ter ga boš lažje onemogočila. jaz pa bom izkoristila nedolžen obraz za prevaro, « se je zatekla k govorjenju, ko je vata avtomobila pustila odprta, da bi lahko čim prej sedla in odpeljala. nato pa se je odpravila proti prtljažniku in ga odprla, ko je z drugo roko namignila dekletu naj se ji pridruži. » tukaj imaš tole cevko. nedolžno ga udari, ko bo naredil ovinek na to stran avtomobila. « druge ji tako ali tako ni preostalo in to je morala storiti. načrt ni bil slab le policisti so znali biti problem zato je njen pogled od časa do časa se obračal proti policijski postaji. » uspelo nama bo, če se policistom ne bo zahotelo jutranjih krofov, « se je spodbudno nasmehnila, ko ji je izročila cevko in izvlekla še vrv in trak, ter ju položila na svoj sedež spredaj. potrebovali jo bosta, ko ga bosta zvezali in preprečili kakršnokoli govorjenje. samo enkrat bo nezavesten in to sta morali izkoristiti. » si pripravljena ? nimava veliko časa. postavi se k tej gumi in, ko naju boš videla se delaj kar se da najbolj panično. našla bom razlog zakaj se nama tako zelo mudi in takoj, ko bo šel mimo tebe ga samo udari. « roke je položila na njena ramena za spodbudo,potem pa se zasukala proti vhodu in si dvignila očala nazaj na teme glave, ko je vstopala v prijetno pekarno.

njena igra je takoj pričela delovati, ko ni samo vstopila v prostor, ampak dobesedno zletela vanj in opazila, da ni bilo veliko gneče in so mnogi v kotu se osredotočali na svoj jutranji zajtrk kot pa na njo ali moškega pred njo. panično je zletela do njega in iskala samo, da bi lahko spregovorila: » prosim pomagaj mi..nama..oh…« pravzaprav ji je šlo precej dobro od rok in upala je samo da bo courtney znala dovolj hitro ukrepati in ne bo prej on spoznal past v katero sta ga zvabili. navsezadnje ni bil tako zelen in prav to je znal biti problem. » guma mi je počila na avtomobilu in moja babica je v bolnišnici in niti jaz niti moja prijateljica ne znava si pomagati. mislim vem, da moram gumo zamenjati, ampak v takšnem stresu se sploh ne morem spomniti kako odstraniti tisto trapasto gumo in jo zamenjati z bolj uporabno…« se je še naprej lil iz nje val besed in proseče, ter nedolžno je gledala proti mladeniču proti njej, ki je sprva poskušal vse skupaj dojeti. potem pa je naposled tudi od njega sledil premik, ki je bil namenjen proti izhodu in njen del je bil s tem opravljen. sedaj ji je preostalo le da je stekla za njim v upanju, da bo uspešno opravila tudi njena partnerica pri nalogi, ki ju je že opazila in je panično mahala pri avtomobilu. » tam je najin avto. o bog, prosim naj ne bova prepozni,« je še dahnila in hodila za njim.

Naslov sporočila: Re: carlo's bakery Sre Mar 06, 2013 8:04 pm

sienna

"ok," se je courtney strinjala z njenim načrtom. stopila je za avto in najprej razmislila, če se ji splača prižgati cigareto, ali pa bo sienna z njim opravila prehitro, da bi lahko do konca v miru pokadila. na koncu se je odločila, da se bo sprijaznila z dejstvom, da je od cigaret popolnoma odvisna in se odločila, da bo brez le-teh zdržala vsaj teh nekaj minut. delala se je, da je zatopljena v razmišljanje o avtomobilski gumi, medtem ko je bila z mislimi popolnoma drugje. razmišljala je o sienni. poznali sta se že kar nekaj časa, kljub temu pa courtney ni vedela veliko o njej - vsaj ne dokler ni začela... hm, čisto malo vohuniti za njo. ni namreč hotela na to nalogo s popolno neznanko, zato je v zadnjih tednih brskala po podatkih in izvedela kar nekaj o siennini preteklosti. pravzaprav niti ni bilo prvič, da je poizvedovala o ljudeh preden jih je spustila v svoje živjenje. skratka, ugotovila je, da je sienna pravzaprav čisto v redu oseba in na trenutke je imela celo občutek, da sta si zelo podobni, zato je že čisto resno razmišljala, da bi jo po opravljeni nalogi vprašala, če bi mogoče šla kdaj z njo ven ali pa na pijačo. v filadelfiji ni namreč imela še niti ene prijateljice in zdel se ji je pravi čas, da začne delati na tem.

za trenutek je pogledala izza avtomobila in zagledala sienno, ki je z njuno žrtvijo nekaj metro za seboj v paniki hodila proti avtomobilu. v levici je stiskala cevko in njene roke so bile vedno bolj potne. je bila sploh zmožna storiti kaj takega? vedela je, da ga ne bo ubila ali kaj podobnega, vseeno pa se še nikoli do zdaj ni spravljala nad ljudmi - še posebno ne nad moškimi, pri katerih je bilo nadvlada očitna. čakala je in čakala in zdelo se ji je, da je minilo več let, ko je moški naposled le prispel do avtomobila in še preden mu je uspelo postaviti vprašanje, ki ga je očitno imel namen postaviti, je courtney opravila svoje delo in kot sta načrtovali je nezavesten obležal na tleh.
sienni je namenila vzpodbuden in hkrati malce ponosen pogled, nato pa stekla do avtomobilskih vrat, jih odprla in ven potegnila vse potrebno, da bosta moškega spravili v avto. "oh, to pa je bilo lažje kot sem predvidevala," je pripomnila med hojo. avto je zakrival dogajanje za njim iz strani policijske postaje, zato se ji ni zdelo potrebno pretirano hiteti, saj policaji očitno niso bili najbolj zainteresirani za opazovanje okolice. "pizda, ampak tale tip pa je res... ogromen. kako ga bova sploh spravili v avto?" za trenutek se je ustavila, nato pa nadaljevala: "je kdo notri videl, da je šel ven s tabo? samo za vsak primer... da ga ne bi slučajno prišel kdo iskat... ali mu pomagati pri menjavi gume."

Naslov sporočila: Re: carlo's bakery Čet Mar 07, 2013 6:13 pm

tagged is the partner in crime courtney and has around 600words written just for you.THE END FROM MY PART

sledila je tarčevi postavi vse do avtomobila in nato pozornost takoj preusmerila proti courtney. zdaj je bilo bolj kot ne vse na njej in njen pogled panike se je v sekundi spremenil v resničnega. bil je dokaj mišičast moški in obe bi z enim zamahom spravil ob steno in ju v vseh pogledih onemogočil, zato je moralo temnolaski uspeti in ona je morala verjeti v njo. opazovala je njen zamah in udarec po moškemu in kako je takoj padel na tla in nepremičen obležal. stekla je proti courtney in si še pobliže ogledala njegovo postavo in se še sama dobro prepričala, če je nezavesten in nato pogled dvignila proti okolici tja proti policijski postaji. mogoče jima je celo prav prišlo, da sta bile blizu policije. nihče tam notri si ne bi pomislil, da se bo kakšen hujši zločin odvijal tik pred njihovimi vrati, temveč kje v oddaljenem in zapuščenem kraju. v takem primeru je definitivno dobiček bil njun. » dobro si opravila. obe sva, « je dejala in zavzdihnila, kajti nekako se je počutila veliko bolj varno in samozavestno, ko je tarča ležala na tleh, čeprav to ni pomenilo da sta lahko sedaj tratili čas. spraviti sta ga morali do cilja točno v takšnem stanju in upati da se bo zbudil šele v rokah veliko bolj nevarnih ljudi od njiju dveh. » ne sanja se mi…« se je strinjala z njo in gledala proti postavi pod njima, ter po krajšem premisleku nadaljevala : » drugega nama ni kot da ga jaz sedem na zadnje sedeže in ga z rokami potegnem noter in ga nato še ti dvigneš z nogami.« ne da bi razmišljala o izvedljivosti njene ideje, je splazila na zadnje sedeže in skozi vrata segla navzdol proti njegovim rokam in namignila courtney naj ga takoj prime za noge in ga dvigne medtem ko ga bo ona vlekla notri. » nihče me ni videl. kavarna je bila bolj kot ne prazna in vsi so bili zatopljeni v druge zadeve in jim je bilo prav malo mar za panično dekle sredi kavarne, « je odgovorila na njeno vprašanje, ko je zbrala vsako moč v telesu, ter ga potegnila in tako vlekla in samo sebe postavljala vse bolj in bolj nazaj, dokler ni sama izstopila na drugi strani in je on ležal čez celotno širino avtomobila. pograbila je vrv s tal in njegov zgornji del dvignila ravno toliko, da ga je lahko močno zvezala in z lepilnim trakom za konec še zalepila ustnice. » opravljeno, « je dejala in se nasmehnila, precej zadovoljna, da jima je dejansko uspelo. » pridi greva. še en del naju čaka in upam da se bedak do takrat ne prebudi, « ji je še namignila in pospravila ostale nepotrebne stvari nazaj v prtljažnik in takoj pohitela za volan, ter v sekundi samo odpeljala proti zmenjenemu kraju, kjer so ju zagotovo že čakali tisti kateri bodo dokončno obračunali z moškim na zadnjem delu sedežev. » dober zamah, mimogrede, « je vzpostavila dostojen kontakt z dekletom na sovoznikovem sedežu in se lahkotno zasmejala in nihče niti ne bi posumil, da sta še malo prej s cevko onemogočili moškega, ter ga zvezale na zadnjih sedežih in ga sedaj peljale naravnost v pekel. in, ko je prišla do tega pekla, kot je sama sedaj oklicala staro skladišče je veselo potrobila in ni bila potrebna niti sekunda, da nista ven že pokukala temna in ogromna moška, ki sta takoj pograbila z lahkotno mladeniča in se je ob tem narahlo namrščila, ker sta same potrebovale veliko več. » tukaj ga imata, « je dejala z nasmeškom na obrazu kot da je dobremu prijatelju dostavila kakšnega psa ali kaj podobnega za rojstni dan.

Naslov sporočila: carlo's bakery Pet Mar 08, 2013 5:52 pm

THE END.

še vedno ni mogla verjeti, da je to čisto zares storila. seveda je v njej vedno bila tista slaba stran, ki je nemalokrat tudi prišla na dan, ampak nikoli do zdaj se ni fizično spravljala na ljudi, prej psihično, ker je bila v tem, vsaj tako je predvidevala, boljša. s sienno sta dobro - kaj dobro, odlično - opravili nalogo. vse je steklo točno tako, kot sta predvidevali - kar se sicer pri courtney ni dogajalo pogosto. bila je preprosto srečna in ponosna sama nase, čeprav za to morda ni imela čisto pravega razloga. ko je še bila le majhna, nedolžna deklica, ji starši nikoli niso namenili pohvale in zato je z leti ugotovila, da je preprosto najlažje, če si ponosen sam nase. to je rada prakticirala in ravno zaradi tega je velikokrat izpadla kot naduta kurba ali s kakršnim koli vzdevkom je pač znana v mestu. courtney je imela karakter, ki ga je bilo težko razumeti in se mu še težje prilagoditi. ljudem preprosto ni pustila do sebe, če pa jih je že ocenila kot zaupanja vredne, so morali to biti le izbrani ljudje, na katerih jo je pač nekaj privlačilo. in ravno sienna je bila ena izmed te vrste ljudi. courtney ni imela pojma zakaj, ampak želela si je njenega prijateljstva.

"živjo, fanta," je pozdravila visoka, uradna in hladna moška, ki sta prišla po njuno žrtev. še preden sta ji uspela nameniti jezen pogled, kar se je zgodilo vsakič, ko se je courtney igrala z zapeljevanjem mafijcev, se jima je le prikupno nasmehnila, nato pa počasi izgubila očesni stik z njima, saj je sienna že speljala. "naloga opravljena," je dejala, ne da bi jo pogledala. "ne rabiš me peljati do stanovanja. lahko me zapelješ kar do tvojega, ker grem kasneje še v mesto po opravkih." od tistega trenutka dalje sta v tišini preživeli pot - najverjetneje sta bili obe še vedno v šoku zaradi dejanja, ki sta ga ravnokar storili - vsaj courtney je bila.

tako, bilo je za njo. njena druga naloga. naslanjala se je na ograjo v bližini sienninega doma in kadila cigareto. razmišljala je o vseh mogočih stvareh in misli so ji kar naprej švigale po glavi. opazovala je ljudi, ki so hodili po ulici in poskušala ocenjevati, kateri so povezani s policijo in kateri z mafijo - to je zadnje čase pogosto počela, ko ni našla kakšnega bolj pametnega in produktivnega dela. ko je do konca pokadila cigareto je še nekaj minut le nepremično stala in strmela v množico, ki je hitela mimo nje, nato pa se odpravila na dolg sprehod po mestu, da si je lahko spočila od napornega tedna.

Naslov sporočila: Re: carlo's bakery Ned Apr 14, 2013 4:47 pm

this post is for holly and is around 480words long and it's for their mission. also, jacob is very excited about the pie. just saying.

as far as Jacob was concerned, it was just another great day at the office. in fact he and holly were just getting ready to go for an almost routine check-up at the local bakery, after some shady business went down there last month. after their last arrest their profile went up as far as recognition was concerned, which was why they were trusted with more serious jobs, and not just traffic tickets and petty offences. but today shouldn’t be too much interesting, Jacob doubted that the kind baker that owned carlo’s bakery was a crook, and it was probably just something they had to do, to tie up any loose ends. their boss did however warn them to change into their civilian clothes, so Jacob was leaning on a desk in his usual attire – jeans, shirt and a green army jacket, munching on some pretzels waiting for holly. for some reason that was their usual dynamic, and it seemed to work, thankfully. “this is starting to get old pretty fast partner. why does it always take you so long to get ready?” he asked playfully when she finally emerged from the lockers and offered her the bag. “you want some pretzels? please say yes, otherwise I’m going to get really fat eating them all by myself.” truth was, Jacob would probably weight around 200 lbs by know, had it not been for all the exercise he was putting in, both on and off the job. together they walked towards his car, and Jacob slid in the driver’s seat. “I love these undercover stints. also we get to go to the bakery, I mean there’s no downside to this job.” he murmured blissfully happy as he steered the car downtown. “so the way I see it, we roll in and ask some basic questions, that we’re locals, we’ve been coming there for ages now and we heard about some cop being busted with drugs, yadda yadda yadda. I don’t think this will really lead to something, but I’ve been known to be wrong before, right?” he was of course referring to the fact he was dead positive the guy they were looking for at the sleazy motel wasn’t their perp, when in the end he turned out to be exactly that. “I think I’m going to get myself a nice apple pie. ugh, I’m becoming such a stereotype aren’t I? whatever, if they’re making me work Saturdays, I can at least enjoy myself with a nice delicious treat.” he mumbled more to himself then to her as he parked the car and locked the doors when they got out. “right, ready to do this?” he asked pointing towards the entrance across the street, already shoving his hands in his pockets, waiting for her to join him on the side of the car before crossing.

Naslov sporočila: Re: carlo's bakery Pon Apr 22, 2013 2:10 pm

tag, the awesome jacob smitten

She's had a whole lot of paper work left to do, but since Jacob was already nagging her to go, she just had to leave it for later. Since their last and pretty intense job they’ve done together, everyone started taking her more seriously. Before she was just another girl at work and they only used her for buying donuts and drinks whenever they went out, but Jake was different, they became quite good friends and she loved working with him. He wasn’t all petty with her or super protective whenever she was holding a gun, making her feel like a complete loser, he accepted her as his partner and they were equal. “Oh, shut it, Jacob, or do you really want me to look like a homeless person,” she quickly brushed her hair with her fingers and threw some foundation on. After a couple nights of barely getting any sleep she started to look and feel like a zombie. “You know I like donuts better, chocolate ones are my favourite. So you’ll just have to finish them on your own, or we could feed the duckies at the pond,” she got overexcited about where they were headed. She knew the place well, after all she lived just across the road, and there was this cute little pond there with a huge family of ducks and swans. It’s not that she was an animal lover, but that’s what she did with her free time, she’d sit by the pond, maybe read a good book and catch some sun – that was her life, not too exciting after she’s moved across the big lake.

“Okay, I suppose. But are you sure they won’t recognize us. Or at least you, because you always buy your apple crumble – or whatever that is – there. But then again, it doesn’t really matter, I’m sure they’ve seen me before too,” she started, but didn’t think much of it, it seemed pretty silly to even think that man could possibly have something to do with drugs. “I guess I could start, as a panicky little girl, but don’t get all focused on your pie too soon, remember what’s happened at the motel.” she grinned at him as she sat in the car and fixed her shirt to at least look decent. She was lucky Jacob was always there for her, whenever she needed someone to cheer her up, he was ready to start with his silly little jokes, and although she wasn’t religious or anything, she was sure blessed with a great partner. “Yep, let’s go,” she mumbled and checked if her gun is safely hidden behind her back and then followed him across the road all the way to the little bakery, that looked like anything but a place of a drug dealer.

Naslov sporočila: Re: carlo's bakery Ned Apr 28, 2013 3:30 pm

this post is for holly and is around 626words long and it's for their mission. also, jacob is very excited about the pie. just saying.

Strangely enough, he wasn't nervous. In fact, Jacob could go as far as to say he was strangely relaxed. This was, after all just a bakery, and they were just going to shake the owner up a bit. “Show time.” He murmured to Holly, like he was used to just before they did something. He wasn’t an overly superstitious man, but somehow it just seemed to work. And they had luck so far, and he wasn’t going to blew it. Holly was right, things did have the potential to go wrong – Jake did eat here from time to time, and she did live in the neighbourhood. But even then, he wasn’t nervous. I mean, he was just a baker for Christ sake. Jake doubted they were going to find a meth lab in the back room. The door jingled as they made their entrance, and Jacob took in his surroundings. The bakery wasn’t empty, but it wasn’t full either. A family of four sat by the window, and two elderly ladies chatted with their coffees and cakes. Behind the counter stood an elderly man, with crossed arms, that Jacob vaguely remembered as being the owner. Carlo, apparently. “What do you want sweetie?” He asked sweetly, draping his arm around her slim shoulders as they made their way towards the displays. It would be a damn shame if he did turn out to be a crook, everything looked seriously delicious. “An apple pie for me please. To go.” He murmured as that gave them an excuse to stay by the counter just a while longer. “Are you the owner?” Jacob asked the guy as he set to do his business, and he gave them a vague nod. [i] “Yeah, this is my bakery.”[/b] Jacob nodded enthusiastically. “Told you, see, I was telling my girl this was the bakery where that shit went down last month.” Carlo’s face darkened and he murmured something under his breath and Jake gave Holly a sideways glance. She was right, he looked shifty and he probably recognized them from the get-go. Carlo cleared his throat and spread his hands. “Look, I don’t know anything about anyone. I’m just a baker.” But his eyes told the truth, and he was lying through his teeth. “That’s fine Carlo, we just wanted to ask you some questions, you’re not in any-” Jacob stopped mid sentence as Carlo threw the package at them and fled through the back door. He swore under his breath as they jumped after him. “God damnit. Couldn’t these things go smoothly just once?!” Jacob bellowed as he pushed the doors open and ran after him. He didn’t turn around to make sure Holly was following him because he knew she was. As they made their way outside they could clearly see Carlo ahead of them, he had a good head start – there was a counter separating them when he fled. “I guess it’s time to burn off those pretzels.” Jacob murmured sarcastically as they made their way after him, jumping over a crate he turned over. “Son of a bitch, he’s…” He remarked as another crate nearly fell on them and stopped for a second. “Let’s try cutting him off okay? You go that way, and I’ll go this way.” He pulled out his gun and cocked it. “Police! STOP!” He tried shouting after him and shook his head. “They always think they can get away, idiots.” Jacob was sure he and Holly ate a few cakes less then Carlo, and as they sprinted after him, he was pretty convinced in their chances of catching him. That is, until he heard the first shot,. Friendly bakes my ass.

Naslov sporočila: Re: carlo's bakery Tor Maj 07, 2013 6:41 pm

tag, the awesome jacob smitten

She followed him into the bakery where she always bought her fresh bread and recognized the face of the baker. She never looked at him that way, but he did look quite sketchy, so she automatically touched her revolver and then pretended to check onto their pies. God was she bad at playing a nervous girlfriend with a sweet tooth that craved for a pie, but thank god Jake did his thing perfectly. “Oh, I’m not sure, everything here looks so delicious,” she touched the glass with her index finger and then finally decided on a cranberry muffin that she always gets here. Jacob still had his arm around her and if anything went down, she at least felt safe in his arms. He must have been her best friend, her partner, her everything pretty much. He knew her story and he knew her so he probably felt she was a little nervous and a gentle pat on her shoulder felt so reassuring. “I think I’ll have a muffin. Cranberry muffin,” she mumbled out and met with Carlo’s eyes. He recognized her. Of course he did, he wasn’t stupid. She always shopped here and apparently so did Jacob. “Yeah, it really makes you wonder about the neighbourhood you live in,” she added with a nod and looked up towards her partner that seemed so chill and convinced all that had happened here was just a misunderstanding.

“Yeah, Jake, he’s just a baker,” she nervously stammered out as the package with her muffin and her partner’s pie flew dangerously close to her head and she moved away just in time to see their lovely baker run away. “I told you, partner, you’re too naive. This is the second time we’re chasing after a criminal now,” she took time to smile at him, because after all they had no other choice but to outrun the bastard and bring him to the station. She pulled out her gun and wrapped her hand carefully around it, keeping her finger away from the trigger. She wanted the baker, but she wanted him alive, so there was no way she’s really gonna use it, except if one of them is in danger. “I swear this is the last time I’m letting you plan anything. No more pies and pretending to be a couple, next time we’re just simply arresting whoever looks sketchy,” she remarked as she followed him closely. It’s not that she didn’t trust him, of course she did. She would have probably done the same thing, but she loved being the one in the right, so making fun of him was the first thing that came to mind. “STOP! And put your hands up,” she added, but the baker refused to do any of that. He kept on going and before she even realized the first bullet was sent their way. “Oh fucking hell.” They really were lucky.

Naslov sporočila: Re: carlo's bakery Sob Maj 11, 2013 10:18 am

this post is for holly and is around 668words long and it's for their mission. also, he's dead. so sad.

this was slowly getting ridiculous. actually it was getting there pretty fast. jacob was actually starting to miss the easy days, when all they did was write parking tickets and fined people for jay walking. okay so maybe that was a lie – all the action got his blood pumping, that he had to admit, but still. it would just be so much easier if things sometimes went according to plan. “okay smartass, we’ll do it your way next time.” they weren’t really fighting, more like bickering maybe. he liked it, the dynamic their partnership had, it was fun. he groaned when he realized he was going to make them chase him, but sprinted after him none the less. he raised his weapon, identically to holly and followed him and cursed under his breath when he heard the gunshot. “shit.” this wasn’t good. they weren’t exactly prepared for that, were they? they thought it was just a routine check up, and instead they were in a back alley, being shot at. maybe that should be a life lesson to Jacob who never really took anything serious, but hell. he’ll probably be here next week, doing the exact same thing. “get down!” he shouted to holly and pushed her behind him. it seemed like carlo needed to stop for a while, and he was catching his breath behind the large dumpsters. when did they get themselves into a mexican standoff? jesus. jacob muttered something under his breath, and turned towards holly. “okay, here’s what we’re going to do. you’ll cover me okay? i’ll go and try to surprise him from the back, I know this area.” before she could protest he flashed her a wide grin and jokingly punched her in the shoulder. “catch you later, partner.”

jacob jogged off and cut his away in the back alley, slowing down once he saw the familiar figure crouching behind the dumpster. there he was, the old bastard. he swallowed hard, despite all his bravado, this kinds of situations scared the living shit out of him. before Jacob could do anything, carlo once again started to jog, and jacob went after him. “carlo, stop! put your hands up, you’ll never get away with this!” he fired a warning shot after him, and ducked when he shot back, then cursed and straightened himself back again. the guy wasn’t exactly a good shot, he thought to himself but in that split second another shot rang, from a very different angle. oh great, jacob thought, i guess his friends decided to come out and play as well. he spun around to see where it was coming from but not fast enough. a bullet hit him, directly to the stomach, making him gasp out in pain. fuck, it hurt. he tried aiming a shot towards carlo and saw holly sprint after him and waived her off when she stopped by his side. “go, go, it’s just a flesh wound. go get him.” god damnit it hurt. he dropped to his knees and pressed a hand to his abdomen, looking down. his whole hand was covered in blood. well, that wasn’t good. suddenly, he just felt so tired, so so tired. so he lay down, resting his head on the ground, letting his gun fall. he tried to get to his radio, to call for help, or maybe back up. but holly will do that. did he hear her in the background? he saw a shadow over him, and tried to force his eyes open. “holly?” he murmured weakly, but it was the best he could do. all he wanted to do, was to sleep. he tried to desperately to keep himself from sleeping, to keep himself away, but in the end the darkness was just too strong, and he was just too weak. and so with a final sigh he closed his eyes, and let go of his shield that fell on the ground with one final thump.

Naslov sporočila: carlo's bakery Sob Maj 11, 2013 12:00 pm

tag, the awesome jacob smitten

evo, ful na hitr sm spackala skup. Sad

She was still following Jacob, admiring his calmness as he spoke to Carlo, and without even noticing, he calmed her down too. She knew they were going to get him, cuff him and bring him back to the station.. They always did. They always managed to do everything perfectly, except this time she wasn’t so aware of everything else that was going on around them. Carlo wasn’t alone, but she was, as soon as that fucking bullet hit her partner and caused him to fall onto his knees, crying in pain. She was next to him in a couple of seconds, but he wasn’t her only concern now. She was on her own now, in the fucking bakery with two sick dudes that apparently didn’t care much about authorities. “Fucking Christ, what should I do, what should I do?” she asked knowing what his answer will be. Jacob was holding onto his deep wound and she knew it wasn’t just a flesh wound as he remarked, she knew that if he didn’t get immediate help, it would be too late. It would be too late to do anything. But she had to get them, she had to get at least one of them, at least the bastard who did that to her ... to her friend. She sat next to him for a split second, hidden behind some palettes, holding onto his bloody hand, sobbing a little, but instead of saying goodbyes, she grasped tightly onto as little hope they still had. “You’ll be okay, everything will be okay. Try calling for help, or ... no, don’t, just wait for me, I’ll get him. I’ll freaking cut him for doing that to you,” she mumbled out in tears and wiped her hands before gripping firmly onto her revolver. God, she had to be so careful. With Jacob already down, it was just her now, just her to deal with the two druggies that apparently cared only about their own shit.

“You there, yes, you, put that gun down if you want to stay alive,” she shouted out pointing her revolver straight to his heart. She was angry enough to freaking kill him. She was pissed enough to shred his body, to fucking cut his head off is she had to. “Come on, do yourself a favour,” she kept on going just to get herself some extra time. But she didn’t have it, she couldn’t ... she had to take care of Jake, she had to call for help, she had so much to do. So she triggered the gun and shot him in the right thigh He fell down, lost grip of his gun and in the next second she stood next to him, pulling his arms together and cuffing him onto the water pipe. She wanted to kick him, just beat him to death, but instead she ran back to her partner, that still groaned in pain ... just where she left him. “God, you’re so pale. Jake, stay with me, please. I’ll call for help,” she yelled grabbing the radio, but she realized it was too late. “I failed you. I ... I couldn’t get Carlo,” she sobbed as she pulled him into her embrace. “I got the other one, the one who ... the one who did that to you. Please, Jake, don’t leave me,” she whispered into his ear, but before she could possibly tell him she loved him he was gone. Gone for good. “Oh, fuck, oh fuck,” she cried hugging his unresponsive body, knowing he felt no pain anymore. But she did, she felt her heart shatter to pieces when she finally realized what’s happened. She failed as a cop. She failed him. She failed to protect him.