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Tweak says, "I'm crazy, not stupid."

James Lenscher (triple_agent) wrote in lineof_fire_rpg,
@ 2008-03-22 22:25:00

A-hole, present and accounted for.
Who: James and Quinn
What: Quinn notices James' fuckery and questions him. James is intrigued.
When: Midafternoon, Monday
Where: Quinn's office, courthouse
Rating: TBD
Open? to

northern_lights only

James had gotten a voicemail from Quinn Whelan that brought a smirk to his lips. She'd called to ask him to come into the DA's office about 'inconsistencies in some of the files he'd been working on concerning the Marino family' and questions she had. James would go. He'd bullshit her like he had everyone else about his work within in the FBI.

He called off his self-imposed surveillance on Lucas Marino to head in, finding her office without much trouble. James straitened out his suit, clearing his throat and plastering his face with his most dashing, shit-eating grin. Women were easy. Women in law enforcement were easier.

Knocking lightly, James turned the doorknob, letting himself into her office. He saw her sitting at her desk, and smiled even wider. "Ms. Whelan?"

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"Yes. I also fucked Rosie O'Donnell.... I am a whore, aren't I?"

triple_agent
2008-03-29 10:32 pm UTC (link)

Her sudden demeanor shift was not lost on James. He feigned that he was worried about having had offended her, while internally he was laughing. "Oh, please, I'm sorry if that came off condescending. I know that the FBI files are a mess, in general, so I just wanted to be clear that there are differences. The whole system is mucked up. Someone needs to get in there and fix it." He smiled warmly again, leaning into her desk a little bit.

He watched her take the phone, seeing the small flinch Mordant's voice brought. A smirk passed his lips briefly, and James sat back in his chair, crossing his arms over her chest loosely. Her threats were empty. She'd never go see Mordant willingly. "Sure, you're welcome to do that. I'll be sure he knows to expect your visit." James nodded, then stood from his chair, extending his hand. "If that's all, I'll be going now."

It was more a dismissal of her than it was excusing himself. She had found a thread, yes, and if she kept pulling the whole thing would unravel. But unfortunately for her, James wouldn't give her time to pull hard enough. His mind was formulating a plan. A plan that would need Ridley to be completely satisfying.

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