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[Apr. 2nd, 2008|10:15 am] |
Who: Lizzy, Beecher, possibly Holly and Chris
Where: California
When: early in the morning on Wednesday
What: Lizzy ran away to find Chris.
The paper man had found it strange to find a little girl with a puppy in her lap sleeping on the door step of Tobias Beecher's house. Tip toeing around Lizzy he set the newspaper down before shrugging it off and putting it around the girl's shoulders. Maybe he should report it but he didn't know the whole story and slunk off.
After school the previous day she'd run off. She didn't want to be around her dad, or Dickie or Alex or even Olivia. She wanted to be with her uncle. He was a piece of sanity in all the insanity and was a comfort. Elizabeth had begged him to let her stay with him after finally getting a hold of him but he'd refused. Said he was staying with a friend and his kid and he wasn't going to bring in a house guest of his own. So she'd gotten the name of Keller's friend from her father a while back and went looking for him. Finding his address in the phone book she'd got there late that evening after everyone seemed to be tucked away in the house, the lights off.
Knowing she wasn't welcome inside, she figured she'd at least be able to sleep outside and was glad she'd brought her puppy Jules with her. The lab laid in her lap, keeping an ever watchful eye over the girl bundled up in a jacket even as morning came. |
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[Mar. 14th, 2008|01:13 pm] |
Who: The Stabler Twins and Chris Keller
What: Going out
When: Friday after school
Where: Around
"Dickie, go home." Elizabeth growled as her brother followed after her.
"Why? You're the one who is grounded. Where are you going?" Dickie inquired, grinning a little when his sister halted. "You are going with him, aren't you! Well, I want to go to."
"You weren't invited!" She snapped, glaring at him. The two were still in their uniforms, since they attended one of the local Catholic schools. "Just go home."
"If you let me go with you, I won't tell dad." He offered, crossing his arms over his chest. "If you don't, I'll call him right away and you won't get very far. He'll chase you guys down and probably even arrest Chris." Really, he didn't get what his sister saw in the other guy. He himself was a bit wary of men who looked like his father getting so close to his sister and wanted to make sure he wasn't going to hurt her or anything.
Lizzy glared, before giving in. "Fine! You little jerk." Sighing, she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and dragged him over to the sidewalk in front of the school, waiting for Chris. |
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[Mar. 9th, 2008|06:51 pm] |
Who: Lizzy and Chris
What: Motorcycle ride!
Where: NYC
When: Sunday afternoon
Warnings: There better not be anything more than Chris foul mouth!
To say she was excited would be a gross understatement. Elizabeth had always wanted to go on a motorcycle just for the experience, but her dad had always been so anal about it. The moment Chris offered, she accepted and at the agree upon time the young woman arrived at the cafe not far from Central Park. She was wrapped up in a sweater wearing jeans and a pair of sneakers that had at one time belonged to Dickie. Though it wasn't the most glamorous outfit, she figured it would be more practical when the wind was rushing by than a skirt and a sleeveless top would have been.
Having ordered a latte, the young girl sat outside the cafe sipping it, waiting for Chris. |
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