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sammyboy ([info]sammyboy) wrote in [info]mirage_rpg,
@ 2009-02-27 20:07:00

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Entry tags:active, day 33, gene hunt, sam tyler

Who: Sam Tyler and Gene Hunt
What: An unexpected reunion
When: Day 33, evening
Where: Bar
Rating: TBD
Status: active

Sam was starting to get fed up of all this sitting around, and being on his own most of the time wasn't helping. Sure he'd met Shannon, but he'd kept himself to himself most other times.  Besides, it was strange not being around Annie. Since they had started to date he'd never been apart from her. Not for this long and without a way back anyway. Even when he'd went back to 2006 and then chose to come back to her, it hadn't been this long. And he knew he could get back to her.

Sitting in a corner booth, he quickly ordered a whiskey, taking a drink from it. He wasn't normally a man to get extremely drunk, but somehow right now, it seemed a good idea.


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[info]sammyboy
2009-03-05 02:23 pm UTC (link)
Sam sighed and nodded when he spoke, agreeing that with Sam's way of viewing it that he had been here for a long time. He'd barely been here long himself and it already felt like he'd spent a lot of time here. He watched as Gene poured himself a drink, taking a sip from his own as he did.

"Exactly. So I was thinking if we did get together with other people from various forms of law enforcement we could easily figure out something. Something is not right here."

He took another sip of his drink, thinking over what he had said and giving Gene a moment to comment before beginning to speak again.

"Gwen, she's a copper from Wales, is going to have a look into who here is involved in law enforcement, so we can get a better idea of what we're dealing with size wise."

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[info]asgenehunt
2009-03-06 02:48 am UTC (link)
Patting his shirt down for a cigarette, and finding one in his pocket, the vague notion of quitting which he'd briefly dabbled with disappeared altogether. He would have offered Sam one, but didn't want a lecture on the apparent danger of smoking. Danger, at this juncture, was not the terrible idea it once seemed. It was so easy, slipping back into their old pace. Some scum to chase after, and it would feel like old times. For now, he'd have to put up with an escape mission.

"It's not one of your worst ideas," he mused. He made a mental note of the policewoman's name, although he wasn't likely to forget it. Not much there to distract him. It might be worth his while, he decided, to check up on her at the next opportunity, and hope that she wasn't from the same Welsh constabulary he'd had the displeasure of contacting occasionally. Probably best to bring Sam along with him, because he'd always been better with WPCs (Gene always claimed this was because, unlike himself, there wasn't much in Sam for woman to be intimated by, in terms of rugged masculine prowess). If this Gwen was anything like the modern-progressive type Alex was, he had doubts as to how productive a one-on-one meeting would be. No matter how dire the situation, first meetings didn't tend to pan out so smoothly for Gene. Not that that had ever stopped him before.

"Getting to know the local birds, are we." He looked at Sam, with a mote of genuine interest to hear the reply to what he said next. "I'm sure Annie would have something to say about that."

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[info]sammyboy
2009-03-06 05:39 pm UTC (link)
Sam sat back a little when Gene pulled out a cigarette, resisting the urge to roll his eyes and pull it away. After all, he had tried to warn him before and it had done no good, why would noe be any different?

He galnced at Gene as he spoke. Not one of his worst ideas? So he approved then, he could tel. Gene was never one to tell Sam well done, so something like that must mean something small at least. He sipped his drink, glancing away from Gene as he smiled a little. Gene actually agreed and thought he was right.

Sam groaned at the tone in his voice when Gene spoke his next question, rolling his eyes this time as he stared at his DCI. Gene really didn't think it was possible to be just friends with a woman and not want anything more from them, did he?

"Annie trusts me. Knows I wouldn't do anything like that."

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