my secret life

[intriguess]

As I lay soaking in my bathtub after a long night of patroling the streets and fighting scum I wished there was someone I could talk to about my dual life. I owned a small quiet bookstore in a less than perfect area. It had started out by reading comic books and heroic epics. I had plenty of marshall arts training and being a black belt certainly had helped when I saw the scum taking advantage of a young woman I had been unable to resist. Fortunately I wore a long black trench coat which had concealed my identity that first night. The city was normal and typical, yet there were always areas that didn't get enough attention

I soaked in the bath, I had been fitting crime in my way for nearly a year. No super villians, no mad genius's, it was satisfying. It was a lonely line of work and I understood Supermans conflict, Batmans dilemna. the fight between telling someone and wondering if they would understand.

My mechanic certainly didn't, he thought I was plain and boring. I chuckled, he had the hots for the female avenger, or whatever name they had dreamed up for me. I wondered if there were others like me. I had seen a few of my ventures misattributed to a male cop and the reverse I was sure. He intrigued me and I pondered who he really was.

The water was getting cold and I relunctantly got out of bath, my long legs feeling the chill as soon as I stepped out of bath. I snagged a towel and dried myself off. It was late and I needed sleep. I tossed towel into hamper pulled on my favorite silky pajama pants and a night shirt and hit the sheets of my bed in my simple appartment bedroom.


OOC so could use a mechanic, the cop, and reporters, people I work with etc. NO EVIL GENIUS"S

 

[Tufflove]

Jack Packard

OOCerhaps I might???

Jack Packard:Occupation: Cop, rank Captain, currently on loan to special forces task group 6 foot 2, 195 pounds dripping wet, blond hair cut short, green eyes

Chosen by the task group because of his ability to hunt out clues in strange cases...and the current one he is on is a doozy...seems there is a "Night Avenger" on the loose, a female superhero that has "kicked ass" in the city lately...

IC: Cutting thru the park, in the early morning mist, Jack mentally reviews all the clues he has accumulated so far in the "Night Avenger" case, and curses to himself...

"Nothing, they add up to absolutely nothing, dammit!" He mutters as he continues his morning run "She comes out of nowhere, then vanishes, saying little and leaving no clues"

Pumping up the last bit of incline, he stops at the top of the grassy hill, looking down and into the city.

"30, 000 known criminals, and I've been told to apprehend one woman who actually does some good, just because she embarresses the wrong people" He says to the wind, then heading back down the path to his single room flat....

 

[intriguess]

Mav

My name was Maverick, my dad had named me after his deceased air force buddies chosen avator. I slept somewhat restlessly in the nude and rose early. I hit the gym before going to work trying to sort out my life, my past, and my future.


OOC sounds good copper

 

[LittleRedDevil]

Sophie Adams, 20 yo, 5'6, long strawberry blond hair, violet eyes, gold framed glasses. Very shy, has trouble speaking to the opposite sex, dresses down the curvy body god gave her. Graduated from HS at 14, college at 18 and now works for a research company. The first to be rescued by the "Night Avenger".


I sat behind my desk, squinting at the computer before me. I didn't really see much. I was to busy daydreaming. I couldn't quite get her out of my head. She was everything I longed to be, everything I was not. She saved my life that night. Those men had meant to do more to me than just take my wallet. I found myself thinking about her often, wondering who she was, and it didn't take me long to set my sites on finding her.

"Batman had Robin, maybe she'll let me help her." If nothing else, I wanted to say thank you.

I glanced down at my watch and almost turned my chair over. I was going to be late. For some reason known only to him, the police captain wanted to talk to me, again. I had told him everything that had happened that night. Maybe he thought I was holding something back. I wasn't looking forward to the encounter. That man, and men in general for that matter, made me so nervous my knees shook. I sighed. The sooner I got there, the sooner it would be over.

 

[intriguess]

Maverick

I was going pretty strong at the heavy bag, unaware that I was drawing attention. I spun around, the room was pretty quiet, I liked it that way, but this was the quiet of boxers watching me. I forced out some stupid explaination I think I said something about getting dumped. Most nodded and looked away, I collected my things and headed home to take a quick shower before going to work.

 

[Olorin]

Michael Gordon
Mechanic
Age: 28
6'1", curly brown hair, hazel eyes, slim but toned build. Wears jeans and a tucked in collared shirt with a name patch. There are several oil stains on the outfit, but he tries to keep himself as neat as can be expected of a mechanic. He is very self-conscious around women, especially at work, since, as he thinks, no woman would be interested in a dirty mechanic.

IC: I sat in front of the small office T.V. watching the news report talk about the exploits of the "night avenger," some woman who was rooting out crime in the night and had become a sensation in town almost overnight. She was reportedly beautiful, and I secretly wished that I could see her for myself. Mysterious women had always turned me on, but surely I wasn't all that great of a catch. Why would she be interested in me? Oh well. I turned off the T.V. and looked at my schedule. Got a lot of work to do, I thought. Maverick said she might be bringing her car by today, and I still have several more jobs to finish. She was quite a looker herself, but I had always been too nervous around her. I'm sure she had no idea of my feelings toward her, and probably wouldn't at this rate. I sighed...

 

[intriguess]

Maverick

I dressed quickly and hopped on my motor cycle, maybe I could fit in a visit to my mechanic see if he had time to look at my car. It had seen better days since I began my nightwork. I pulled in and parked bike, puling off helmet as I stride towards him.

 

[Olorin]

Michael

I had finished most of my work for the day, and was under the last car when I heard her voice. It was surprisingly soothing, and I rolled out to greet her.
"Afternoon..." I stammered, trying to think of what to say. "What can I do for you?"
"My car has been acting kind of strange lately. I was hoping you would take a look at it for me."
Her voice was like silk, and I lost myself in it for a moment. An awkward silence brought me back to reality, and I replied, "Sure. Let's go have a look." I followed her, and couldn't help but admire her tight toned legs as she led me to her car. She really is gorgeous. She must work out, I thought.

 

[intriguess]

Maverick

I brought my car in after work and he stammered as he followed me to take a look. I had been lucky so far, no bullet holes marred the black frame, however it had been driven roughly. I had already decided that my bike was much more maneuverable and I didn't have to worry about someone picking up my liscense as it was faded and half blurred with mud most of time.

I watched him open hood, I leaned over and wrinkled nose, I knew nothing about cars. It was probably the only definciency in my education.

 

[Olorin]

Michael

I listened to what she had to say about the problems she'd been having with the car, and it sounded like an electrical problem. I popped the hood and bent over to look around. I found the source of the problem and turned to talk to her. "Looks like a bad spark plug. I'll replace it for you, no big deal."
"How much is it going to set me back?" she asked nervously.
"Oh, don't worry about it. It's on the house." Being a nice guy just wasn't good for business. I quickly removed the faulty component, replaced it, and began a conversation with Maverick. "So have you heard about that 'night avenger' woman?" I asked.
"Yeah. Sounds like she's crazy to me."
"I think she sounds incredible. Fighting crime and single handedly making the streets safe for you and me," I replied, realizing too late how corny I must have sounded. "They say she's gorgeous too."

 

[Tufflove]

Jack Packard

Pacing the floor, I checked the old wall clock for the umpteenth, Yep! 7:21 pm, the gal was late, allright.

She was the only firm lead I had, originally admitting she not only was "saved" by this "superhero", but had actually seen her!

But at the end of our interview, she had suddenly began to clam up....I had asked her here to rattle her cage a little, perhaps to see if I could catch her lying, perhaps just to satisfy my own male curiousity...

"Damn, If Muhammed won't come to the mountain" I growled, grabbing my jacket and wrenching the door open "The mountain will....OOOF!"

With the jacket half over my head, the petite blond that piled into me was soon on the floor, with me on top, entangled in her and my jacket...

"What in the Sam Hill!" I roared, trying to pull my jacket of my wrists, the body of it now wrapped around the strawberry blondes body, resulting in pulling her and the most gourgeous set of violet eyes into my face.

Recognition flooded my brain, as the face pulled back, and Sophie Adams face came into focus. Hearing her mumble in protest, I straddled her body, not unaware of her soft curves, or the men around hooting at us, and lifted her to her feet

"Oh, Christ, Miss Adams, I'm uh..." I stammered, still trying to free myself of the jacket, wrapped around my wrists and her, bringing us innapropriately close together......

 

[intriguess]

maverick

"I just think she's a woman with too much time on her hands, probably not getting any." I paused the words were entirely too true. I laughed it off, "if she's such a babe then why doens't she flaunt it? she's always seen in some dark trench coat." I inwardly calmed myself as I took my keys out. "You got to wonder what someone like that does to relax?" I shoot off as I start my car listen to it purr and drive off.

Home never looked so good, except I was going to prowl tonight so I changed quickly and hopped on my bike. At least it was dark out, I mused as I cruised down some of the less travelled alleys of the city.

 

[LittleRedDevil]

I focused my attention somewhere over his left shoulder. I could feel my face grow hotter, but it wasn't from the hooting I heard behind me, but the contact of my body with his. There wasn't much I could do but stand ther until he untangled us.

"I appologize." My gaze went to his chin, I just couldn't bring myself to focus any higher.

"Me, too. I didn't mean to be late. I g-guess I got c-caught up in my work." Was that really my voice? That stuttering, bumbling fool?

"Please, come in Ms. Adams." He ushered me into his office taking a seat behind his desk. I sat demurely in my chair, staring at my hands in my lap. I don't know why we needed to go over that night again. I had told him everything, well almost everything, I knew. I didn't tell him about the car she was driving. I didn't want them to find her, she kept people safe. I just wanted this to be over. This man made me nervous, more nervous than anybody I had ever met, I was always flustered when he was near. I sighed. Maybe this would be quick and painless. I chanced a glance at him from beneath my lashes. From the determined look on his face, I could tell my hopes were not based in reality.

 

[Tufflove]

Jack Packard

Rubbing my eyes, the hour being late, and this meeting looking like it might take all night....

"Miss Adams, Do you realize I could make your life a living hell if I wanted to...." I began, trying to make eye contact with her " I could authorize phone taps, 24 hour surveilance, freeze your bank accounts, even hold you for up to 24 hours in our famous "coolers" before releasing you"

Watching my words sink in, I almost feel sorry for her, doing what she thinks is noble and right....

"But I am just too damn tired" I confess "I know you haven't told me everything, that you have deliberately held back information to protect this woman everyone is calling the "Night Avenger". Information that just might help me locate her, and protect her from all the crazies coming out of the woodwork"

I see I have finally struck a cord with her, as her chin comes up at the mention of danger to the Night Avenger, and our eyes meet. Something close to a thunderbolt strikes me, shorting out my brain for a second, and taking my breath with it as it leaves.

"Uhh, where was I" I stammer, dropping my own eyes this time, and pretending to look at imaginary notes. Damn, this woman was difficult to figure out, I cursed to myself. A hooker I could handle, a drug addict, even a ranting psycho who killed in some unholy cause, but this girl was different...

"Tell you what, Miss Adams, Until I get what I need from you, I'm going to put you on parole" I inform her "And don't doubt I can either!" I add to squelch her objections "As an involved suspect in an ongoing case, you will report to me each evening, at the same time, untill I'm satisfied."

Watching her demure appearance, I wonder what in the hell I'm doing, and why...

"We will go over every little detail of your day, every event from how many people you have met, to what you ate for lunch. Over and over and over." I repeat the last sentence to hammer the words home, and suddenly the final sentence slips out of me.

"And we will do this over dinner, each evening, until you have proven to me, beyond a shadow of a doubt you are clean!"

Still trying to cover my confusion at what I'm doing, I rise and pull my jacket on, this time taking care to NOT entangle anything!

"Shall we go?" I question her "If we hurry, we can still get into LaGuzzi's before they close..."

 

[LittleRedDevil]

That no good, low down, rotten SON OF A BITCH! I stared at him, remaining mutaniously silent. My nervousness forgotten, I stood, preceding him as we left the room. He followed me out of the station, and I stood waiting at the bottom of the steps.

"Do you have a car Ms. Adams?"

Silence.

"How did you get here?"

I raised my finger, pointing to my bicycle leaning against the station house. It was a classic restored, my one treat to myself, the shiny red paint and banana seat were perfect. I heard him sigh next to me, but I refused to give him a response, that would defeat the purpose of my silence. I waited patiently for him to retrieve his car.

Nobody threatened me, I hope he realized how big a mistake he has made.

 

[intriguess]

Maverick

After betting some thugs up, albeit less so than there victim, who I dropped off at a hospital. I went home feeling better pulling in on bike into the dark drive. I have a few sore muscles that I'll probably feel for a day or so. But all in all, for not carrying a gun or badge I'm doing pretty good.

I nab a hot shower before dropping into bed.

 

[Tufflove]

Jack Packard

Walking to the curb with Ms. Adams, my radio begins to rattle off a string of abbreviations and numbers, as I silently curse it.

"It seems you are in luck, I need to respond to the call, it seems your friend has struck again, leaving three witnesses behind who we have in custody"

Leaving her standing on the curb, her eyes boring holes into my back, I turn and run for my car.

"If I hurry, I can get to this scene before anything is disturbed" I mutter to myself, hopping into the old clunker and gunning the engine to life, then peeling away in a cloud of blue smoke....

 

[intriguess]

Maverick

My dreams were odd, revolving around cops, mechanics and the people I'd helped incarcerate as well as those who I'd saved. I woke up in anxious, the solitude was getting to me. Perhaps I should buy a cat. I chuckled yes the Night Avenger and Fluffy. I find myself laughing so hard I can barely stand for a long while before getting ready for my paying work.

 

[Kimcankom]

Lane Renfrowe

Standing on the corner, I watch the interplay between the good looking and slightly mousy woman and the obviously rude cop...

First she seems enraged at having to go with him, then as he runs away and speeds off in his car, she seems even madder...

"It's none of my business" I tell her, standing back in case she decides to "vent" on me.... "But did he just stand you up for a dinner date?

Pulling my stack of books closer, the papers drop out of them, and I bend to gather them up...Papers with the Night Avenger are strewn across the sidewalk, as I pile them together explaining..

"I think she's a dream come true....too bad she wouldn't accept a male sidekick for a partner, I could dig being with her."

 

[Tufflove]

Jack Packard

I'm overjoyed!

Standing at the crime scene, I not only have three eyewitnesses, albeit a trifle bruised and damaged, but a video camera from the local ATM....

Gathering her description has suddenly become easy, as each thug, in an effort to "make a deal" gives me her every detail. Once I have the bank manager open the ATM, I'll have everything on video as well...

"Sam Edward Xtra 6...9..." I call into the base, "Send out phorensics, I have a hunch this is my lucky day, OUT

 

[LittleRedDevil]

"I don't think she wants a partner at all, but I know what you mean."

I didn't know what to do. Men had always made me nervous, the cop made me really nervous, and now this man was talking to me. I tried not to look him in the eyes, focusing my attention on the distant scenery.

"I...I would like to find her someday. Sh-She saved m-my life. I-I owe her a thank you."

 

[Kimcankom]

Lane Renfrowe

"You're shaking" I tell the woman, seeing her face whiten and her stuttered words..."Are you ok?"

Stepping forward slowly, so as to not startle her, I touch her hand tentively...then let loose of it, as I feel a sudden flash of feeling...

"Look, my name is Lane, Lane Renfrowe" I murmur quietly, "I'm a reporter with the Daily Time's, and I think we need to talk. I may be able to help you with your wish, and you with mine...."

Standing on the sidewalk, shuffling my feet, I take a ggod look at the small figure in front of me, wondering what she would look like in a different dress...


"Look, its getting late and I haven't eaten yet, I wonder if we could find a place to eat and discuss this" I suggest..."There is a lounge around the corner, that serves almost anything....."

 

[LittleRedDevil]

I smiled tentatively at him. I guess I really didn't have a choice since my "date" had left me hanging.

"Sure. Maybe it will do us both some good. Lead the way."

Maybe he could help me find her, and then I could say thank you.

 

[intriguess]

I was eating at this dive unaware that my actions had been caught on tape, unaware of the noose drawing around my neck. I merely felt better about making the streets a little safer, if my bed a bit lonelier.

 

[Tufflove]

Jack Packard

I had been tracing down leads all night, bit by bit the puzzle was coming together. A name, a face and soon an address, I hoped as I sipped thre watery coffeee served me..

"Hey Lady, Next time ya' brew coffee, how about using some grounds" I berated the disinterested looking waitress "Maybe try using some fresh ones, instead of last weeks grounds"

Turning from the greasy counter, I grabbed my bag of day olds, and headed for the door and my car. Looking down, I see a face that looks vaguley familiar, but I can't quite place it. Shaking my head to clear the cobwebs, I ask her the time....