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| Topic Started: Jun 10 2013, 04:20 PM (1,061 Views) | |
| Sam Tyler | Jun 10 2013, 04:20 PM Post #1 |
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*Sam hadn't been able to believe it when Dickie Fingers burst out with the name, the name of the mastermind behind all the robberies. It was absurd. But at the same time, thinking about it on his way from CID to his flat, Sam had to admit that in a twisted sort of way, it made sense. Harry Woolf. Halfway to his flat, Sam turned around and walked back. CID would be deserted now - perfect to conduct a private little investigation of his own. Sifting through old files would probably help, and matching up witness reports and police statements... Holed up in the Collator's Den, Sam looked through file after file, pulling out the ones connected to Mallone, and any other robbery that might have seemed fishy. Armed with those, he made his way back to his desk, setting the lot of them down, and getting himself a cup of tea. This might turn into a long night... ... several hours later, Sam closes the last file and leans back, his mind slightly reeling. It makes sense. It makes an awful lot of sense. Too much sense to ignore. Sam runs a hand over his face - if Gene finds out about this...* *mutters to himself* ... someone's gonna bleed for that... *stares off into space, lost in thought* |
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| Sam Tyler | Jun 26 2013, 11:28 PM Post #101 |
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*looks up and straight at Gene, his eyes bloodshot. No, he's not okay, definitely not. And for a moment, Sam wants to throw that right at Gene's head, to see how he might react. Instead, Sam turns to the door, walking out* We should find a safe place for... *stops dead in his tracks - a figure has appeared in the hallway, walking towards the office. Woolf.* ... Shit. Guv. *turns* Guv, hide. Quick!! *without even waiting for Gene's answer he shuts the door, slippinv the money and the deposite book into the pockets of his coat. If he can distract Woolf somehow...* Edited by Sam Tyler, Jun 26 2013, 11:31 PM.
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| Gene Hunt | Jun 27 2013, 11:10 AM Post #102 |
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*The look Sam's giving him makes a lump rise at the top of Gene's throat. Sam's still holding this against him, then. And why wouldn't he? His face is half purple.... Gene sets his jaw as Sam turns. This.... He's going to need to fix this.... He jumps as Sam turns back to him and hisses though - SHIT. He's knocked out of his self-reflection fast, quickly sandwiching himself between the tall cupboard and the wall - it's not concealing him perfectly, but it's enough to hide him from view should Woolfe burst in - hopefully!* |
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| Sam Tyler | Jun 27 2013, 11:51 AM Post #103 |
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*his heart hammering hard in his chest, Sam steps away from the door and starts to walk down the hallway, towards Woolf, willing himself not to glance back, and not to look panicked. Relax, take a deep breath... and distract him. It feels as though the papers in his pockets are weighing him down as he walks. Surely Woolf will know immediately what's going on as soon as he sets eyes on him...! They're still rather close to the office when Sam pretends he only just saw Woolf, and speaks up, loud enough for Gene to be able to hear everything* Ah, Superintendent! There's a relief, I've been looking for you, sir. *swallows, his mind racing* We've got a new witness in the, er, the Mallone case. Claims to 'ave decisive evidence against him. The man's down in Lost and Found, and I thought it prudent for you to sit in on the statement. *Christ, where am I even going with this?* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jun 27 2013, 01:04 PM Post #104 |
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*Woolf starts when Sam appears - He wasn't expecting that! At the news of a new witness, Woolf's face changes slightly, eyebrows raising a little* I see... *after a second of looking slightly confused, Woolf's face breaks out into a wide smile.* Good work, lad. I was just off to grab my coat. *looks past Sam towards his office* Some, uh.... business to attend to. You sure you can't handle this one on yer own? |
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| Sam Tyler | Jun 27 2013, 02:03 PM Post #105 |
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*Sam is about to breathe a tiny sigh of relief, when his heart skips a beat at Woolf's glance towards his office* I'm sorry sir, but I'm afraid it's quite urgent, the guy was... well, he's nervous as hell. *That's the truth - Sam IS nervous as hell. Hopefully it doesn't show...* I'd 'ave asked DCI Hunt, but he isn't in at the moment, though I'm sure he'll join us quite soon. *That one was directed at Gene - to signalize him that he should follow them soon after, but not too soon!* ... and really, you are the expert on this case, sir. My knowledge of it is limited, I'm afraid, so I'd be very glad to have someone there who knows all the details. *Sam sends prayer after prayer into the heavens - God, please let him believe me, please let him go with me, please don't let him find Gene....!* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jun 27 2013, 02:38 PM Post #106 |
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*Woolf studies Sam as he talks - he looks nervous. But then, so is he, himself. He's directly involved in this, so he'd better make sure it goes the way he wants it to. He smiles in as friendly a way as he can and takes a step to the side, inviting Sam to walk ahead of him* Now then Tyler, flattery will get you everywhere. *gestures back the way he came, towards where he believes the witness is waiting* Except with whoever gave you that impressive blackberry eye! *leans in closer to Sam's face, inspecting the damage* What happened, son? Don't tell me you insulted Gwen's steak and kidney pie? Many an officer's gone down with a case of frying pan to the face! Edited by Gene Hunt, Jun 27 2013, 02:51 PM.
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| Sam Tyler | Jun 27 2013, 02:57 PM Post #107 |
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*Oh thank God. Sam supresses the urge to exhale deeply with relief - even as he supresses the urge to take a step away from Woolf as the man leans in to inspect his face* Oh, er, no. *shakes his head gingerly* You probably won't believe it, sir, but I, er, I walked into a door. *does his best to look embarrassed* Or rather, er, someone opened a door into my face. Looks worse than it is, though. *not quite true, but what can he do, he's improvising every single bit here!* *as they walk down the hallway and towards Lost&Found, Sam's mind is jumping ahead already. Once they're in Lost&Found, what is he supposed to do...? Woolf will definitely grow suspicious right there, seeing as there won't be anyone there to interview... ... and if he confronts him right there? Sam works his jaw subtly, quickly going through his options. If Gene understood his hint, if he even heard, then yes, they could do it right there.. He's got the evidence, the list, the deposit book... And a bit of psychology. Now if only his head wasn't aching so badly... He hadn't noticed before, but then it had crept up on him, and is now steadily increasing with every step he takes... And then they are already at the door to Lost&Found, and Sam steels himself before opening the door* After you, sir. |
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| Gene Hunt | Jun 27 2013, 04:13 PM Post #108 |
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*Sam's excuse doesn't quite ring true with Woolf - the marks on Sam's face have the tell-tale look of knuckles on flesh, and he thinks to himself 'must've been one knobbly door, then...' But he doesn't say anything. Tyler doesn't want to talk, he's got no right poking his nose in. Especially when he needs to keep him on his side. When they reach the door and Sam holds it open, Woolf gives Sam a smile as he walks through. His smile disappears though, as he sees what's really waiting in Lost and Found for him - nothing. He turns towards Sam, suspicious now* I'm confused, Detective Inspector... What's this about. |
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| Sam Tyler | Jun 27 2013, 05:16 PM Post #109 |
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*Sam closes the door, then turns to face Woolf, positioning himself so that the man would have troubles getting past him.* The witness, or rather, suspect, is you. *lets the words sink in for a moment, before continuing* Superintendent Woolf, we have reason to believe that the mastermind behind a series of armed robberies is not, as you would have as believe, Arnold Malone, but you. *crosses his arms, waiting for Woolf's reaction. Take it slow, stall for time...* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jun 27 2013, 07:40 PM Post #110 |
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*Woolf gives Sam a slowly darkening look* Uh-huhhh.... That 'we' include DCI Hunt, or was this 'discovery' one of your own? |
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| Sam Tyler | Jun 27 2013, 08:13 PM Post #111 |
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*following an instinct in that moment, raising his chin slightly* I haven't been able to inform him yet. And it isn't just a baseless discovery, there are facts proving it. Little things - things you probably overlooked when you covered everything up. Tiny mistakes. For example, the fact that there is no way Malone could have known about Dickie Fingers' transfer. And several witness statements simply don't add up - not to mention the sloppy work on some of those files concerning the robberies. *he can't stop now... He just hopes Gene won't take too long. If things go as he thinks they will, Woolf will snap, incriminating himself beyond hope... and beyond Gene's doubt.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jun 27 2013, 09:43 PM Post #112 |
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*Woolf takes a breath, as though he's extremely disappointed in Sam. He shakes his head, then looks back up at Sam again* You've got it all wrong. Where's your proof, eh? Solid, physical proof? *smiles in a patronising way* Thought Gene would've chosen more wisely. Or that you'd have at least found somethin' substantial to confront me with, rather than dates and circumstantial rubbish. |
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| Sam Tyler | Jun 27 2013, 09:56 PM Post #113 |
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*Solid proof, eh. Sam takes a deep breath.* Here's your proof. *he pulls out the list with the robbery dates first, then the deposit book.* You should be familiar with this. The dates of deposit match up... with the dates of the robberies. *a throb of pain emanating from his head made Sam hesitate there. God... he really needs to lie down...* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jun 27 2013, 10:40 PM Post #114 |
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*Woolf notices Sam's colour draining slightly, and fixes his eyes on the book Sam's holding. With Sam looking that peaky.... Maybe he can get this fixed before Gene finds out. Because if Gene turns on him, he's going have far less chance of making this work.* *holds out his hand, taking a step forward* Come on, lad. Hand that over. |
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| Sam Tyler | Jun 27 2013, 10:52 PM Post #115 |
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*Sam's lips curl for a moment as he backs off a step* Not a chance. *he puts both the paper and the book back into an inner pocket of his jacket, keeping an eye on Woolf. He doesn't like that look on his face... Sam's muscles tense, subconsciously already anticipating an attack* It's over, Harry. Your game's up. |
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| Gene Hunt | Jun 27 2013, 11:31 PM Post #116 |
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*Woolf takes another step forward, his hand now only inches away from the front of Sam's jacket, and the pocket containing the evidence. The evidence he NEEDS to get back...* *low and dangerous* You listen, boy. My time left on this earth is limited. And I'm going to fight for what I deserve. So either you hand that over right now... Or you're going to be having another 'accident' with a door.... |
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| Sam Tyler | Jun 27 2013, 11:47 PM Post #117 |
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*Sam takes another step back - and makes contact with the wall behind him. Well damn. He raises his arms, ready to defend himself. And blinks, as he realizes that his vision is fogging up slightly. Dammit, not now...!* So you admit it then, you're... you're behind all this. *stall for time, until Gene arrives...!* The robberies... you're the mastermind. *Sam blinks again, willing his vision to clear, but that is easier said then done when his head decides to start throbbing again just at that moment.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jun 28 2013, 09:51 AM Post #118 |
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*seeing Sam flater, Woolf makes his move, slamming himself up against Sam in an attempt to knock the wind out of him. He shoots one hand up to Sam's face, trying to knock his head against the wall, and the other hand dives into Sam's jacket* *Down the corridor, Gene's approaching slowly, mind whirring away and completely unaware of the scuffle now happening behind the closed door* |
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| Sam Tyler | Jun 28 2013, 08:22 PM Post #119 |
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*It's sheer adrenaline that makes Sam react as fast as he does, despite his addled state. He immediately pushes against Woolf, even managing to deflect the arm grabbing at his pocket. As he instinctively throws his head back, however, Woolf's other hand hits his throat instead of his face, and suddenly Sam is having troubles with breathing as he starts choking. Balling one hand into a fist, Sam lashes out and pushes back once more, then turns around, fumbling with the door knob behind him. He needs to get out...! And he also needs to figure out how to breathe again, but that doesn't seem quite as important as getting away from Woolf at the moment.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jun 28 2013, 09:09 PM Post #120 |
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*Woolf finds his hand around Sam's throat, and he squeezes, putting his weight behind it as much as he can. He needs to get that book back. NEEDS to. And Gene isn't here! He won't believe Sam if he says this was Woolf. Sam has enough bruises as it is, Gene won't notice a couple more. With his free hand he wraps his fingers around the book and pulls, trying to free it from Sam's pocket* ------------------------ *Gene's ears prick up as he approaches Lost and Found - he can hear something. A muffled knocking noise, something rattling.. He looks down at the handle as he approaches the door and is surprised and concerned to see it jolting around frantically, not quite turning enough to open the door. Huh. This isn't good.... Gene grabs the handle and yanks it, trying to turn it and shoulder open the door* SAM!? |
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| Sam Tyler | Jun 28 2013, 09:26 PM Post #121 |
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!!! *the pressure on his throat increases suddenly, and now Sam really can't breathe anymore. His free hand shoots up to grab at Woolf's wrist, desperately trying pry his fingers away, but his strength is fading away quickly. His other hand, still on the door handle, yanks at it another time, but he can't control his movements properly... And then, through the haze settling on his mind, Sam hears Gene's voice, and feels the door pressing into his back suddenly. Need to get away from there. Somehow, even with Woolf pushing him against the wall, Sam manages to shift slightly, away from the door, hoping that Gene will be able to push it open now... God, his head seems to be splitting open, lack of air and the already present headache combining and wrecking havoc on him... Scraping together what is left of his adrenaline rush, Sam kicks out, loosely aiming for Woolf's legs and midriff - though he can't even be sure if he'll even hit, his strength sapped and black spots appearing in front of his eyes...* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jun 28 2013, 09:50 PM Post #122 |
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*Gene backs away from the door and rams into it again, heart in his throat. There's a crunch of the lock, and this time the door flies open. Whatever was blocking it last time seems to have moved... He stumbles into the room and turns towards the gasping sound to his left - just in time to see Woolf crumple away from Sam, his hand letting go of Sam's throat. His stomach drops.* ......... What.... What the BLOODY hell...?! *Woolf points at Sam from his position on the floor, saying in a vemon-filled voice, "Your DI! He's mad!"* |
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| Sam Tyler | Jun 28 2013, 10:07 PM Post #123 |
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*Sam sinks to the floor, his back supported by the wall, coughing madly and gasping. He can dimly hear Gene's and Woolf's voices, but when he tries to say something, to defend himself, he merely manages to cough even harder, his head pounding in time with his hacking. Barely even knowing what he's doing, he presses his arm over his abdomen, effectively closing off the pockets of his jacket. He doesn't even know whether the evidence is still in there, but if it is, he needs to protect it...!* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jun 29 2013, 09:33 AM Post #124 |
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*Seeing Sam sink to the floor sends a harsh jolt of protectiveness through him. The last time Sam sank like that, it was his fault. But this isn't happening again, not today. Gene steps in front of Sam, face harsh and eyes fixed on Woolf like a boxer in the ring* *To Sam, eyes still trained on Harry* You okay?? |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 1 2013, 10:29 PM Post #125 |
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*Woolf's eyes widen for a moment before narrowing. He had counted on Gene taking his side, like he always did.... He'd been his DCI after all, and Gene looks up to him like to a father! Why is he... The man slowly gets back up to his feet again, his eyes trained on Gene, all thought of the book momentarily forgotten. Sam, on the other hand, hasn't forgotten. Belatedly, he gives a jerky nod at Gene's question, his throat and lungs burning. His view is still somewhat blurry, but he has enough sense to realize that Woolf must've pulled the evidence out of his pockets, but... Sam's eyes dart over to Woolf, and as he blinks he realizes the man isn't holding anything. So the book, and the list... His gaze swivels down, and - there it is! Sam moves forward, on his knees, almost like he doesn't know what he's even doing, he reaches out and--* G... got it--! *coughs again, but he's got both the book and the list, and that's all that matters at the moment. For one second, it seems as though Woolf is about to lunge forward and at Sam again, but this time, Gene stands between them. So he focuses on him instead and speaks, trying to conceal the rising panic in his voice, "Do you have any idea what your DI is accusing me of? Frankly, Gene, the boy needs to be sectioned. Mad conspiracy theories left and right..." He gives a half-laugh that isn't entirely convincing, if one knows to listen closely.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 1 2013, 11:30 PM Post #126 |
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*Gene desperately wants to look down at Sam so check how he is, but his narrowed eyes stay focussed on Woolfe the whole time. He knows how quick Harry can be when he needs to.* Sectioned? You think he's mad? *voice darkens* 'Cos from 'ere, Guv.... It doesn't look like Tyler's the one who's been hatchin' mad plans. *points backwards at Sam* You goin' to stand down and explain this? Or are we gonna keep doin' the nervous shuffle for longer? |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 4 2013, 02:55 PM Post #127 |
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*Woolf seems to falter for a moment - one of his eyes twitches ever so slightly. Then, he straightens slightly. "I expect you to keep your men in check, Gene. I didn't say anything when your DI decided to sniff after me, I let that slip. But now he's cooked up the theory that Malone isn't the one behind these blags--" That's as far as Woolf gets. By then, Sam has recovered enough to push himself upright against the wall, his throat still burning. He takes a step forward - and immediately has to reach out, or else he would collapse again, his head spinning like mad. His hand finds Gene's shoulder, and he clings to it as if for his dear life.* He-- *Woolf's gaze darts to Sam as the latter gives another cough, his voice raspy and hardly audible* Guv-- knows... he knows. Found-- found evidence. Guv knows what you-- what you did. *At this, Woolf's eyes widen once more, and he blurts out, "But you said--" before stopping himself, paling slightly.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 4 2013, 10:34 PM Post #128 |
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*Gene pauses and looks at Sam a moment, figuring it out. Ahhh. Smart move.* He said 'e hadn't told me. That's right, isn't it? And here you still think y'can pull the wool over my eyes.... *takes a deep breath, eyes piercing through Woolf* All these years and you're lyin' to me now. Lying to us. *clenches his fists* What made it get this bad, Harry? If you're havin' problems, you could've come to me, you know that.... |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 7 2013, 08:43 PM Post #129 |
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*There is a heavy silence for what feels like an eternity, Woolf's eyes locked on Gene's. Then, the man gives a wry smile. "Have you seen Arnold Malone's house? Three times the size of mine. Two more in Spain. I saw these villains getting rich, looked in my wage packet, thought, 'Something's skew-whiff here'. So, I thought, 'Set up the robberies, frame Malone, he gets banged up, I get a bit of cash.' It's not like he doesn't deserve it.'" Woolf's eyes dart from Gene to Sam for a moment, and then back. "Come on! It's not exactly murder or kiddie-fiddling, is it?" Sam, still having to hold onto Gene's shoulder to keep himself from falling over, manages to utter* You... were planning to have Dickie Fingers killed. *Woolf smiles. "That's where it got tricky, yes." There is another pause, before Woolf speaks up again. "So... how do we get out of this?" His gaze flickers to the book once again, just for a moment.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 8 2013, 10:23 AM Post #130 |
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*numbly, Gene reaches up and around Sam, helping him to stand upright. It's all true. Sam was telling the truth. And it's gutting. * *hoarsely* You just admitted it all, and you ask what happens now? Now.. We arrest you. |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 11 2013, 09:51 PM Post #131 |
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*Surprisingly, Woolf nods. Then, he turns to Sam, saying, "Have you told him?" Sam stares at the man blankly, his mind so clouded that he doesn't immediately stand what he's talking about. When he does, he wishes he hadn't. He remains silent, instead concentrating on the sensation of Gene's arm around him. At that moment, it feels like the safest and most comforting thing in the world.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 12 2013, 10:53 AM Post #132 |
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*tenses at Woolf's question and Sam's silence* *keeping his arm where it is, Gene looks warily between Sam and Woolf, eyes narrowed in suspicion* Told me what? *Harry remains silent, staring at Sam meaningfully. Gene turns his gaze back towards Sam as well. He's got a very bad feeling all of a sudden...* .... Told me what?? |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 12 2013, 02:30 PM Post #133 |
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*Sam winces from Gene's voice right to his ear, but still doesn't say a word. Finally, Woolf speaks up. "I'm dying, Gene. A year, maximum." Sam closes his eyes. It's not in your hands now... he thinks, resigning. If this manages to sway Gene... No, there really is nothing he can do in that case. He's tried everything.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 12 2013, 08:44 PM Post #134 |
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*... Dying.....? The arm around Sam relaxes, dropping gradually from Sam's back to hang limply at Gene's side. His eyes are wide, his colour pale This can't be happening, it can't be. This wasn't how things were supposed to end - not between him and Harry. All these years Harry's spent moulding and shaping him - making him into the copper he is today. Gene's built himself up around this man, around his ideals. And now it's all crumbling away. Harry doesn't deserve this...* ... How.... How long've you known?! Edited by Gene Hunt, Jul 12 2013, 08:49 PM.
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 12 2013, 08:57 PM Post #135 |
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*Woolf shrugs, faking indifference. "A while. Couple of years. What difference does it make?" He pauses, looking at Gene intently. "Let me have the cash, ticket to Majorca, and I'll disappear forever. No one else needs to get hurt. Let me see this out in peace." And there, something changes; Woolf's facade drops, revealing a bit of the bitter man he has become. "How many villains have I put away? Doesn't that earn me something?!" Sam in the meantime, with Gene no longer supporting him, lets go of the man's shoulder, attempting to hold himself upright on his own. He didn't want it to turn out like this...! It's too much at once for Gene, he'll never be able to cope...* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 12 2013, 09:15 PM Post #136 |
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.............. *grits his teeth and looks down at the ground, quiet for a long moment* ... No. If everyone thought like that.... Jesus. *shakes his head, hardly believing what he's hearing* |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 12 2013, 09:29 PM Post #137 |
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*Strangely, Woolf nods. Reaches into his jacket. Pulls out a gun, points it at Gene. He nods towards Sam. "Give me the book, Gene." He cocks his gun. Sam blinks. Wait... wait, that... now that really wasn't supposed to happen...!* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 12 2013, 10:16 PM Post #138 |
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*Gene tenses back up as he hears the cocking of the gun. His eyes focus on the barrel, then on Woolf's face, in turn. he stays silent for a few moments, then slowly shakes his head. Speaking with a low and dangerous voice, Gene grinds out,* You don't want to do this, Harry... Think about it. |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 12 2013, 10:18 PM Post #139 |
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*The muzzle of the gun is very steady. Entirely unmoving. Point at Gene. "The book, Gene. Now." Sam's heart starts to beat harder as his senses sharpen from the rush of adrenaline.* Come on, Harry, don't... don't be stupid. It doesn't have to end like this. *Woolf's gaze doesn't leave Gene's face.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 12 2013, 10:42 PM Post #140 |
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*Gene's senses sharpen as Sam speaks - in his rush of emotions he'd almost forgotten Sam was beside him* Harry..... *Seeing that Gene isn't going to budge, Woolf thinks fast. And suddenly the gun's pointing at Sam, right at the centre of his chest. "Gene, I know how much the boy means to you. Now the stakes are a little different, one last chance." He gives Sam a slightly sinister smile. "Come on, lad. Tell him."* |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 12 2013, 10:52 PM Post #141 |
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*Both Sam's heart and mind seem to pause, skipping a beat, as it suddenly is him who's looking right at the barrel of the gun. No, no, this... this really wasn't supposed to happen.* ... don't... *his voice is faint, and Sam doesn't even know what he is actually trying to say - 'Don't shoot me'? 'Don't do it, Gene'? 'Don't let me die here, Gene'?* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 12 2013, 11:02 PM Post #142 |
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*knowing that the gun's now pointing at Sam flares up anger that Gene didn't even know he had left in him. Woolf's just taken the image of his mentor away from him, and he will NOT let him take Sam away too.* *shakily* Alright, Harry. Just don't do anythin' stupid... *extends his arm very slowly, the book held in his hand* *Gene watches very carefully as Woolf's face takes on a rather smug air, and the man reaches out to take the book. But in the last second, just as Woolf's fingers brush the paper... Gene whips his arm up, knocking Harry's aim sideways and away from Sam, barreling his body into Woolf's middle and ramming him backwards at the same time* |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 12 2013, 11:11 PM Post #143 |
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*as much as Sam wants to, he can't remove his gaze from the gun, not even when Gene takes the book from him and slowly extends it to Woolf. And then things happen very fast. A shot rings out. Out of pure instinct, Sam throws himself forward as well, and somehow ends up pinning Woolf's arm to the ground, effectively knocking the gun out of his hand. The gun that had been discharged, though. His thoughts racing through his mind, Sam looks up, his gaze, strangely sharp and hazy at the same time, searching Gene.* Guv. Guv, are you... *He's so focused and unfocused at the same time that he doesn't even react to Woolf's pained grunt as Sam's grip becomes iron, definitely bruising the man's arm* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 12 2013, 11:34 PM Post #144 |
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*The gunshot starts ringing in his ears, the shot happening at such close range, but Gene's already on top of Woolf and pressing him into the ground before he has the chance to see where the bullet even ended up. Sam's voice snaps him out of his tunnel vision, and when he looks up, he finds Sam gripping Woolf's other arm, the gun far from reach. Good job.* *Considering Sam's question, he looks down at himself. To his surprise, there's a small splotch of blood on the side of his forearm where the bullet must've grazed past, but apart from that it was a lucky escape.* *breathily* Fine. You? |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 13 2013, 08:53 AM Post #145 |
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*nods jerkily* Yeah. *beneath them, Woolf is too dazed from being knocked down to offer much resistance - and now the door flies open, a few detectives bundling in, having heard the gunshot. Ray and Chris are among them. At the scene presenting itself to them, they stop in their tracks, staring down at the little pile. Finally, Ray offers an insecure, "... Guv?" Sam raises his head slightly as he hears the voice, but doesn't turn around. He doesn't trust himself not to lose balance if he moves too much now.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 13 2013, 10:31 AM Post #146 |
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*tiredly, Gene exhales a sigh. He can't quite believe he's going to say this, and the words don't come easily.* Chris, Ray... Take Superintendent Woolf to the cells. *Then, looking down at his mentor - no, his hero, pressed into the ground beneath them both, he adds quietly,* Bring 'im a cup of tea and a paper. S'the least we can do. *And with that, Gene gets up, giving Woolf one more bitter shove into the ground and letting a shocked looking Ray take over. Without looking at Sam and ignoring the growing red stain on his arm, Gene stalks out of the room* |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 13 2013, 11:57 AM Post #147 |
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*Just before Gene backs off, Woolf says, "Don't remember me like this." He says it so quietly, only Gene and Sam are able to hear it. And then Gene's out of the room, and Sam gets up to his feet slowly, his head spinning. He barely registers Chris asking, "You alright, Boss?" With something that just so qualifies as a nod, Sam turns and leaves the room as well, sparing one last glance at Harry Woolf who is now being helped up by Ray. Outside, Sam stops to take a breath and steady himself against the wall. Gene probably went back to his office... And (very recent) experience tells him he should leave him alone. Sam's gut instinct, however, tells him to go after him. And so he does, stumbling rather than walking, the buzz of this most recent, shocking arrest barely reaching his ears. Reaching the office, Sam hesitates for a moment before gingerly knocking on the door.* ... Guv? |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 13 2013, 12:40 PM Post #148 |
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*Once in his office, Gene leans heavily against the closed door and exhales slowly. This isn't how he'd imagined today going. Now what's going to happen? Harry'll be disgraced. His legacy'll be washed away in a sea of accusations and charges... No, this isn't how it was meant to go. He'll have to give the full details out, eventually. He'll have to file a report, formally charge him. But he can have just a few more hours to calm down, surely. After what he did yesterday, he can't take any risks. Wearily, Gene sits down at his desk and shrugs out of his jacket. Looks like the bullet only grazed his arm - nothing more than a scratch. Funny how he can't even feel it, though. Almost unconsciously, Gene finds himself reaching into his desk drawer and pulling out a small bottle of whiskey, popping the cork out and then taking a few healthy swigs. The fire in his belly that it causes is a welcome sensation amongst the numbness that he feels. At the sound of Sam's voice, Gene starts. He doesn't want to see anybody at the moment.... but he owes Sam something. He needs to talk to him.* What. |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 13 2013, 10:29 PM Post #149 |
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*hesitates again* .... can I come in? *it feels weird to ask that, but at the moment it's necessary.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 13 2013, 10:36 PM Post #150 |
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*sighs, leaning back in his chair* 'Spose. *drags a glass across the table, ready in case Sam wants some whisky* *without looking up* Y'want some? |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 13 2013, 10:45 PM Post #151 |
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*opens the door and then closes it behind him carefully before turning to Gene.* Oh... yeah, thanks. *having walked up to Gene's desk, he hovers there uncertainly, searching for the right words. Finally, he resigns to something simple.* I'm sorry. |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 13 2013, 11:17 PM Post #152 |
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*pours Sam a large glass, then leans back again, taking a swig of his own. Sam's apology hurts. Mostly because it's not Sam who should be apologising. He still hasn't said sorry for beating Sam black and blue and calling him a liar. And it turns out everything Sam said was true. Gene closes his eyes and shakes his head* Don't. Y'don't need to say that. |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 13 2013, 11:23 PM Post #153 |
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*Sam takes the glass, but doesn't drink from it yet, instead staring at the golden liquid inside. It's tempting, to just drown out the happenings of the last 12 hours... But a voice at the back of his mind is whispering to him that in this state, he really shouldn't be drinking whisky... Gene's words yank him out of his reverie, and Sam looks up, his gaze finding Gene's face. Not knowing what to say, he remains silent, slowly looking back down again.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 14 2013, 12:00 AM Post #154 |
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*as the silence extends, Gene swallows uncomfortably, eyes staring down at the bottle in his hands. It takes him that long to summon up the courage to get out the next thing he has to say. Because he HAS to say it. Needs to. He owes Sam this.* Sam.... I'm... sorry. For not believin' you. An' for... Losin' my temper, like. M'sorry. |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 14 2013, 12:16 AM Post #155 |
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*When Gene says his name, Sam glances back up again. He has to blink once to clear the haze on his vision, but luckily his hearing still works well enough... Though for a moment, he doubts even that. Gene is actually apologizing to him. In clear words. There is a long silence between them, during which Sam's gaze never leaves Gene's face. And how ever much he tries to turn it and look at it in different ways, the point still stands - Gene is genuinly apologizing. Sam knows he should be mad at Gene. Should avoid him, probably ask for a transfer. Should tell him that 'sorry' doesn't cut it. But... he can't. Because before, when they were confronting Woolf, when Woolf attacked him... Gene was by his side, and he felt safe. How ever ridiculous or nonsensical that might be, he can't deny it. Sam nods once.* Yeah. |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 14 2013, 08:13 AM Post #156 |
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*Sam doesn't say much in response, and Gene feels a stab of guilt. It's not often Sam doesn't have much to say. And the man's face is still bruised as hell. It's got to be sore, and maybe Gene shouldn't be forgiven for that, not just yet. He'll have to try to find a way of making it up to Sam. Of winning back his trust... * *He looks down, fidgeting a moment* You, uh... Should get that looked at. *gestures to Sam's bruised face and throat* |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 14 2013, 08:35 AM Post #157 |
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*At Gene's words, Sam reflexively reaches up and touches his neck, his fingers brushing over the bruises, and he swallows. That one really was close... Woolf could easily have killed him. And then of course there's the pounding in his head... He sets down the glass, the whisky untouched.* Yeah. *Sam turns to walk towards the door, but then glances back at Gene* You coming or what? I'm expecting you to drive. *Sam's voice is laced with exhaustion and still hoarse from before, and he's starting to slur the words ever so slightly, but that doesn't stop him from raising an eyebrow at Gene as he speaks.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 14 2013, 10:41 AM Post #158 |
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*Gene jumps up immediately, fuelled by guilt and the tired sound to Sam's voice. Sam's right, this is his responsibility. It's up to him to make sure he puts it right. And concentrating on Sam rather than Woolf is definitely a good idea right now. A little worried about the slurring, Gene stands close to Sam and holds the door open for him, wordlessly* |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 14 2013, 03:04 PM Post #159 |
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*Sam pauses, noticing how unnaturally fast Gene reacted. On the one hand, he's thankful; by now he really feels the need to get checked up and be told he'll be alright... because frankly, he himself isn't sure of that anymore. His head is swimming and pounding, the entire side of his face throbbing with every little muscle twitch, and his throat feels raw. On the other hand, though... He wants Gene to understand that Sam still trusts him. What happened in Lost and Found confirmed it. ... but apparently, Gene has to make this up to Sam as much as to himself. Sam walks past Gene, towards the lift. He doesn't trust himself not to topple down the stairs at the moment. As they approach the lift, he extends a hand, suddenly unsure as to how far away from the wall he actually is, and indeed finds that he was very close to running headfirst into it - his hand meets concrete a lot sooner than expected, and Sam flinches.* Christ... |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 14 2013, 05:27 PM Post #160 |
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*Gene's hesitancy to touch Sam had almost disappeared after Woolf's assault, but now with Sam once again suffering from injuries Gene himself gave him, Gene's worried to lay a hand on Sam. But seeing the way he misjudges the distance there, he has to grab a hold of Sam's upper arm just in case* Whoa, you, uh... Not gonna fall down are you? |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 14 2013, 06:10 PM Post #161 |
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*almost smiles at that* Honestly? I'm not quite sure. *however, Gene's firm grip on his arm is doing wonders to his sense of balance, to Sam's surprise. Thus he doesn't protest, but rather lets himself be supported until the lift arrives.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 14 2013, 10:06 PM Post #162 |
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*keeps a hold of Sam's arm as the lift arrives, gently steering him into the small room and leaning him against the wall. Gene's unsure as to whether Sam's having a delayed reaction to everything, but he's sure as hell going to make sure he's there to see it through.* Well don't drop just yet, eh? Let's wait until yer at least over somethin' soft. Edited by Gene Hunt, Jul 14 2013, 10:06 PM.
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 15 2013, 10:16 PM Post #163 |
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*is very grateful for Gene's help, and leaning against the wall heavily he closes his eyes. God, his head... And he constantly has to supress the urge to cough...* Well... you are soft... *he opens his eyes for a moment and his gaze flits to Gene's podge* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 15 2013, 10:33 PM Post #164 |
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*Gene can't tell whether Sam's just a bit addled, or whether he's making a good-natured jibe. But whatever it is, Gene counts himself lucky that Sam's even talking to him at this point. He attempts a smile andgrips Sam's arm a little tighter as the lift descends* Yeah but y'don't want to land on me. |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 15 2013, 10:41 PM Post #165 |
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No? *closes his eyes again to ward off the pounding headache, and his lazy smile becomes a grimace of pain. Christ but that isn't good... that really, really isn't good... When the lift arrives at the ground floor, Sam doesn't move from his position against the wall. His eyes are still closed tightly.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 15 2013, 10:50 PM Post #166 |
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Yeah. The flasks'll be pokey. *Stays silent as the lift descends and then grinds to a halt. Gene takes a hesitant step towards the open doors, but worryingly, Sam isn't responding. Frowning, he reaches back and rubs up and down Sam's arm a couple of times, speaking quietly* Sam..? |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 15 2013, 10:53 PM Post #167 |
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... *responds just as softly* Just... a moment... *he can feel bile creep up his throat, and swallows heavily. Oh dear.* Need... need some air... |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 15 2013, 11:03 PM Post #168 |
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*Sam seems to be turning quite pale quite fast.... Uh oh...* *places both hands on each of Sam's shoulders, Gene tries to turn him to face him properly* You gonna heave up? |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 15 2013, 11:18 PM Post #169 |
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*screws his eyes shut more tightly, which in turns sets off his head again* I... h-hope not... *takes a deep breath and releases it slowly, attempting to battle the sickness and the racing of his heart. His head is spinning, and his legs are starting to feel like they're made of jelly... Apparently the adrenaline rush has completely worn off now...* ...ngh... |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 15 2013, 11:41 PM Post #170 |
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Right, well.... *rubs Sam's back slightly as he tries to usher him out of the lift and towards the door* ... You feel like you're gonna, give me fair warning. *continues to shoot Sam guilty and worried looks as they make their way into the lobby* |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 15 2013, 11:44 PM Post #171 |
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*gives the tiniest of nods as he lets Gene steer him out of the lift, through the lobby, and out of the building. Phyllis is looking after them with her eyebrows raised, shaking her head slightly. Of course she's already heard what went down, and even while Sam told everyone he ran into a door... well. Sam wasn't the best of liars, was he. As soon as they step outside, Sam takes another deep breath, feeling his stomach unclench slightly. He might as well be imagining it, but at the moment he clings to the hope that fresh air really is all he needs...* ... right.... right, I'm okay... |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 15 2013, 11:53 PM Post #172 |
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*Well, Sam may seem to think fresh air's going to be the cure-all, but Gene's not having it. If Sam's looking and feeling this bad this long after the events, then he's not gonna risk anything.* What, y'think we just came down 'ere for a bit of sunshine? I'm takin' you to A&E, Tyler. Something's clearly not right with you, an' I'm-- *cuts himself off, pressing his lips together and giving Sam a guilty look* Never mind. You're gettin' checked over by a doc, anyway. |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 16 2013, 12:00 AM Post #173 |
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... *to his own surprise, Sam nods again, carefully, so as not to upset his head furter. He really, really doesn't have the energy left to argue against Gene... and he's right anyway.* .... *quietly* Okay. |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 16 2013, 09:39 AM Post #174 |
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Hmm. *frowns at Sam giving in so easily - but who could blame him?* Ok. Let's get you in the car, shall we. *wraps his full arm around Sam's shoulders and supports him across to the car. Once there, he fiddles with the keys and unlocks the door, swinging it open for Sam* |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 16 2013, 07:05 PM Post #175 |
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*lets Gene lead the way, grateful for the support. The pain is rummaging through his head relentlessly, reminiscent of what he'd felt not too long ago when Crane... Sam swallows. When he hears the car door open, he reaches out and manages to carefully ease himself into the seat with a light sigh, his eyes still screwed shut* ... Ta. |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 16 2013, 10:45 PM Post #176 |
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*sighs silently to himself as he shuts Sam's door and moves round to the driver's side. There's worry burning away in his chest, now quite concerned he's done something awful to Sam and it's only just now kicking in. Without a word, he shifts into first gear and slowly pulls away, sneaking regretful glances at Sam as he goes* |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 17 2013, 08:42 PM Post #177 |
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*Sam keeps his eyes closed as they drive away, battling the nausea that's rising up again as the car moves. Still, he mutters* If you hadn't come in back there... 'e would've killed me... *he's half talking to himself, really, but it's also a way of letting Gene know that he's grateful for the intervention.* |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 17 2013, 10:11 PM Post #178 |
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*looks down for a second, before flicking his eyes back up to the road* *guiltily* If I hadn't-- *grits his teeth* I'f I'd just listened to you from the start... You'd've been able to fight back. |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 18 2013, 07:44 AM Post #179 |
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... *remains silent for a little while, contemplating that. It's true... but...* ... but that wouldn't've been like you... we always fight, don't we... *exhales a sigh* ... 'sides, 'twas natural... I... *swallows against the feeling of tightness in his throat* ... I'd've reacted the same... |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 18 2013, 10:08 AM Post #180 |
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*They always fight, this is true. But Gene's turned half Sam's face purple this time... Hobbled him enough that he was almost killed by someone else.... Gene grimaces* You'd 'ave beaten me black and blue? And not stopped? *clenches his knuckles around the wheel* Pull the other one, Tyler. |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 18 2013, 11:49 AM Post #181 |
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... *quitly* ... but you did stop.
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 18 2013, 01:40 PM Post #182 |
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*gives Sam a quick sideways look* ......... I s'pose. |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 18 2013, 02:07 PM Post #183 |
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*Sam's eyes are still closed* ... and you stopped him too. Woolf. You... you could've let 'im go free. |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 18 2013, 04:28 PM Post #184 |
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*feels a pull at the top of his chest and grimaces* Y'think that was the right call? |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 18 2013, 04:36 PM Post #185 |
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*opens one eye to glance at Gene* ... yeah. You did the right thing. |
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| Gene Hunt | Jul 18 2013, 06:17 PM Post #186 |
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Hmmph. *exhales slowly, trying to calm his nerves* Okay. *with a touch more cheer to his voice, reassured* I am sorry, you know. |
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| Sam Tyler | Jul 18 2013, 06:20 PM Post #187 |
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*the corners of Sam's mouth twitch into a little smile* ... I know. Don't worry. |
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