log post II

[orangetoughguy]

third person narrative, action bracket spam, anything goes
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[whitetwoguns]

Yeah. Seeing as we won't make it upstairs.

[Facts only.]

Doesn't really matter to me. As long as I'm pounding the shit out of you.

[How's that for an answer. Larry's not lookin' at the kid. Got mirrors and a road to watch but he's smirking like the smug son of a gun that he feels like.]

[orangetoughguy]

You talk big, tough guy. Is that supposed to be some way of tellin' me you're packin' big downstairs?

[As if Freddy doesn't already know.] Gonna keep my laces untied too?

[whitetwoguns]

I take what I do very seriously. Usually it speaks for itself. I guess you'll take convincing.

[Any other time he would grab a hold of that hand and wedge it between his legs to see exactly what he's packing. Fuck.]

I'll prepare a whole presentation.

[Like they talk all that much in the process.]

Until they untie themselves yes.

[On and on they cruise.]

[orangetoughguy]

Just another reason to stay alive, huh? I gotta save my own ass for you.

[Or Larry can consider saving Freddy's ass for himself. Protecting their own investments, that's what businessmen call it. He can't help but smile a little over the unusual but much needed humor. They've got someone's fingernail sticking to their hijacked police van. Humor comes in handy.]

[whitetwoguns]

Exactly. So don't go doing something stupid. I don't want to go out and find another one.

[Honest words even while they're joking.]

Here.

[Larry fishes out his network device.]

Hold that.

[Since he's got his hands busy. Don't want to be distracted while driving.]

[orangetoughguy]

I won't wreck this one either. [Freddy says it like he's doing Larry a favor.] You're already pretty good at that.

[Freddy shrugs, casual and nonchalant like it's no thing. When he's with Lawrence Dimick it really isn't; it's kind of everything. The kid takes that network device now, fully prepared passenger that he is.]

[whitetwoguns]

Why thank you, baby.

[He says it like he means it...becauuse he does.]

There's got to be people alive out there.

[As lucky and smart as they are, they cannot be the only ones. It's one thing to feel like they're the only two people in the world.]

[orangetoughguy]

Back at you, man. [Ever supercool, he plays it off like he's just that frosty, but Larry makes him hot like the LA sun on downtown asphalt.] Lemme check on one of these.

[Freddy fiddles with the device. To his amazement it's still running clear and easy despite their distance from the center of that other city. But what's this, a familiar face? Time to stop playing around and start playing hero.]