Nascha Ooljee (Oct 28, 2011 9:31:34 PM)
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Kaia Skaare (Oct 28, 2011 9:31:47 PM)
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Nascha Ooljee (Oct 28, 2011 9:32:13 PM)
[okay, that's better for now, also. pickle.]
Kaia Skaare (Oct 28, 2011 9:32:25 PM)
(pickles are delicious?)
scarybunnie (Oct 28, 2011 9:32:25 PM)
(This user is now known as The MAN)
Nascha Ooljee (Oct 28, 2011 9:32:56 PM)
[kinda needed to munch on something.]
Kaia Skaare (Oct 28, 2011 9:34:35 PM)
(I'm waiting on the most delicious pizza -ever-... when the man gets home with it)
The MAN (Oct 28, 2011 9:34:39 PM)
*New Orleans county jail. Kaia and Nascha can see their hard tax dollars at work when they cast there eyes down on the floor notice its highly polished shine, along with one hell of a big logo. At the front desk a receptionist smile all pretty and friendly like, but for some reason you get the feeling she could turn hard ass in under 2.3 seconds flat*
Kaia Skaare (Oct 28, 2011 9:36:55 PM)
::Kaia moves in easily with Nasch. She was dressed neatly in a pair of slacks, and a shirt, flattering her body, but not going overboard. She left her hair down, lightly curled at the ends, and she had her ever-present bag on her. She offered a friendly smile to the receptionist, and moved gracefully to the counter:: Good afternoon, ma'am. We're here to see one of the inmates, if that is possible? ::her tone was light, oozing awesome, and just being her charming self::
Nascha Ooljee (Oct 28, 2011 9:40:00 PM)
She was dressed practically rather than business-y, sturdy work jeans and a long sleeved blouse. She smiles pleasantly as Kaia spoke for them, her eyes flitting around the jailhouse curiously.
The MAN (Oct 28, 2011 9:41:59 PM)
*The receptionist smiled ever so brightly, in fact those with an empathic eye would notice she was a bit ‘too’ nice. Nice in a fake way, nice in that ‘I hate my job ‘ sort of way. With a smile that was way too wide the receptionist typed heavily on the keyboard, banging really. * Sure! Let me just see some identification and you can tell me who you are to visit. I will make your visitor badges right away Mkay!
Kaia Skaare (Oct 28, 2011 9:43:57 PM)
::Kaia noted that look, and knew she was treading on thin ice already. She nodded to her, 100% compliant and she dug in her bag for her license, providing it to her, and waiting for Nascha's:: Thank you very much, I appreciate that. We are here to see Miss Jessica Miles.
Nascha Ooljee (Oct 28, 2011 9:45:28 PM)
She produces a LA state ID out, that indicates from date of issue that she was a relatively recent resident.
The MAN (Oct 28, 2011 9:49:21 PM)
*The receptionist leaned over taking Kaia’s ID looking it over for a moment, before flashing her eyes over the kinfolk. The whole time her painted red fingertips banged loudly on her keyboard she locked eyes with the pair. Then on to Nascha looking over the idea* Welcome to New Orleans Ms. Ooljee I hope you enjoy it here M’kay? *She finished taking the information down passed the idea’s back then whammed the enter key as a printer behind her started to make a load of racket. Shooting up from her desk she grabbed the sheet of printed peel and stick name badges from the printer handing it over to Kaia* Put those on and step through the metal detector. A officer will help you on the other side M’kay!
Kaia Skaare (Oct 28, 2011 9:51:25 PM)
::Kaia looked as sweet and wholesome as she could, and utterly non-dangerous, and she took the name badges, and she hands Nascha hers. Putting hers on, she nods;: Thank you, have a good day, ma'am. ::offering a charming smile and moving to head through the metal detector. Obviously having removed anything that could be construed as a weapon before entering off her person::
Nascha Ooljee (Oct 28, 2011 9:54:20 PM)
She nods quietly in thanks, smiling pleasantly to the receptionist as she accepted her pass. She didn't have anything on her today, her jewelry having been left safely at home as she knew she was walking into a den of thieves, and her bag of herbals left in the vehicle to keep from getting any suspicious glances. She puts on the name badge and passes through the detector after Kaia.
The MAN (Oct 28, 2011 9:56:46 PM)
*Both kinfolk make it past the metal detector without a hitch. Then it was on to a quick pat down by a female officer, who glances at the badge for a second before nodding once showing the girls in the direction of the visiting area.* Please note all phone conversations are recorded as well as surveillance. Make everyone’s day easier and please do not try to pass any of the detainees contraband.
Kaia Skaare (Oct 28, 2011 9:57:36 PM)
::she nods to her:: Of course not. We would just like to speak with Ms. Miles... we have a few questions for her. ::reassuring the guard, Kaia... sure as hell wasn't going to risk getting in trouble::
The MAN (Oct 28, 2011 9:58:49 PM)
Uh huh. *She said like she completely believed that, after all her world was a little jaded. Down the hall first door on the left.* We will the detainee to speak with your shortly.
Nascha Ooljee (Oct 28, 2011 9:58:58 PM)
She nods silently and smiles to the woman patting her down, though the touch made her tense up.
Kaia Skaare (Oct 28, 2011 10:02:32 PM)
::Kaia nodded, forcing herself to appear relaxed and calm, casual as she followed the woman's directions to the letter::
The MAN (Oct 28, 2011 10:05:34 PM)
*Sure enough about three minutes after Kaia and Nascha were seated the door on the other side opened up. The visiting area consisted of six visiting booths separated by walls and glass. Telephone receivers hung on wall as way of communicating. In walked Jessica Miles and damn she was not the most attractive thing ever. Dark hair, stringy and greasy for that matter, personal hygiene was not a top priority it would seem. A few of her bottom teeth were missing and her face, looked like she picked at it far too much. Plopping down in the chair she looked at Kaia and Nasha before picking up the reciver on her end*
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Nascha Ooljee (Oct 28, 2011 11:52:34 PM)
Kaia Skaare (Oct 28, 2011 11:53:06 PM)
She settles down quietly still, producing a small notepad and pencil, taking notes. She writes something and shows Kaia.
::Kaia was looking towards the girl as she came out, and she didn't let her disdain for how dirty the girl was show on her face, picking up the receiver, holding it so her and Nasch could hear:: Hello, Jessica... I am Kaia... this is Nascha. We're not your official defenders, but we are following your case closely. ::she nods to Nascha's note::
*Jessica looked over at Kaia who seemed to be the ring leader here, then on to Nasha, no perhaps she was the brains and they were just trying to trick her. Leaning forward she propped herself up against the side wall as if trying to hide the motion of her lips from the camara’s as if that would do any good*
::Kaia looked to Jessica and she smiled sympathetically:: We'll do our best to help you, but we need to get some information first, Jessica. We're wondering about your friend... what happened to him... as well as a picture... the one you showed to Mr. Flemming.
*Jessica didn’t seem to like what she was hearing, nostrils fairing outward to showcase just how much she didn’t like being asked questions with out getting something in return* Look. I said I am not going to tell anyone shit until I get posted bail or something. I know how people are. Get me a lawyer or get me out or I am not talking. That is just how it is.
and a cheeseburger.
::Kaia raises an eyebrow:: I don't know what you mean about people, but if you want help, you're going to have to answer a few questions. How do I even know what to help -with- if you don't tell me?
Look. Like I told everyone else, Kevin gave me all that shit. I mean fuck he was gone for like two weeks before I even pawned any of it I don’t see what the problem is. Parker is a fucking jerk, leaving me out here to dry like this.
Parker is just protecting himself... I don't think it's personal. ::she raises a brow:: So... when was the last time you saw Kevin?
If we find him, you're home free. ::letting the implications sit::
*She shook her head a few times leaning forward towards the glass, the prognosis did not look good at all* Look. It’s been a while since I saw him. Aint no one had no contact with him. These dickwads are trying to pin something on me, just cus I had his truck, some bullshit about me being the last person who he had contact with. Kevin probably got his ass shot for trespassing or something.
How long is a while? ::she frowns a bit:: And where did he usually hang out? We can do the legwork and look for him... was he the one who gave you that picture to give to Parker?
I can't remember specifics…you know this place just makes my head hurt its hard to remember anything. Though I bet if I was out of this hell hole things would become a lot more clearer. *She was throwing down stuff for kaia to pick up winking at her and making all sort of twitches.* The picture? What picture are you talking about?
She pauses in her note taking to show Kaia her notepad again.
The one you showed Parker? The chick? ::she tilts her head:: What about Catacombs Cyber Cafe? Did you spend time there? Did Kevin go there?
*She knew about the picture, she knew about the club. But instead of really saying anything she looked at Kaia and gave a big old shrug with a grin* You know...my bail is not that high. 15,000. That is hardly anything...
::Kaia smirked:: I don't know you, Jessica. But... I don't like being played. ::she leans forward:: Do you like being in here?
Honey I aint playing. I am just saying. You want something I want something It is a win win in both situations you get what you want and I get what I want. I don’t like being in here at all or else I would not be trying to get the hell out…I mean the food tastes like piss and I want a flipping cheeseburger.
I heard you the first time you said that. And I understand you want out. Now... I have friends. I have very knowledgeable, helpful friends. And I'm willing to call in a few favors to help you. But.. I need more information than you're giving me. So. You can either accept my offer of help, give me the information I need, and then I can work on getting you free... or... you can sit here, and wait for someone else to come in and bail you out. Judging by the time you've been in here... with no family or friends to bail you out... it looks like it may be a while.
*Jessica the gross slimy thing that she was really had to let that sink in for a bit. Truth was truth she didn’t have anyone else trying to half way help her out of this sticky little situation she was in. Un folding her arms she slowly but surely sat up to a more straight posture than she had. Putting her hand over the phone as she whispered into the receiver*
::Kaia had sat back, comfortably, in her chair... on the outside. Letting it sink in that she had access to cheeseburgers, hot showers, and whatever else this trailer trash bitch wanted... all the damn access she wanted. She knew she had the girl over a barrel, and the girl knew it too:: I know... and what zombie thing? What trailer park? I need to know where it was. Exactly where it was. Who did he hear this from?
*Avery was a master of disguise, escape and stealth. Yep she did it. She threw a drink on him and felt all hell bent out of shape for doing it to. She didn’t even understand WHY she did it. Was she not use to his ways by now. Come to find out she was crying and the damn fake glasses she had were getting in her way, clouded up with water and fog she tossed them off her face and continued her mad dash of a run towards her car* The trailer park....gosh...fucking Star something...he said the cops don't even go out that way no more. Probbaly a bunch of fucking imbred hill billy swamp people killed and ate his ass if you ask me.
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(Who's Avery?_
(and SB will brb)
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[Avery is her PC elsewhere]
(( sorry about that))
(( My screen screws up randomly and I can't see anything))
(no worries)
(are you reposting?)
((what was the last thing you guys saw cus the last I saw was my own))
[You posted about Avery as an action, then -said- something about the trailer park? *Chuckles* It was a bit mixed up]
(( well fuick me...))
Who did he hear it from? Fuck if I know. Kevin is weird like that. He took the smallest little hint of anything about Zombie related and ran the hell with it. Dude was freaking gonzo about that shit. Me I am more of a ghost girl. Kevin ran this website. Zombies4real.com He had all sort of shit on zombies. I thought it was all bullshit mostly. I mean really? Zombies? What the hell.
Did he post on his zombie site where he was going? I need to know where the trailer park was that he was going to. Once we know that, we can try and find him again..
Umm no not that I am aware of he was really crazy about it lately. Like wanting to be the first one and stuff to get a picture of a real zombie, like I said I think he was fucking eating by some cannibalistic swamp people. This is what I know. It has the name star something in it…and it was down near a river or something. One of them places hit real hard by Katrina. Day Star?...Look chick. I don’t know you form adam but unless you want to get shot and eaten I would not go there.
Did Kevin ever go armed?
Like seriously crack your skull open scoop out the insides, Use your head as cereal bowls. While their little mutant kids play marbles with your eyeballs yeah. *She was trying to make a point but it really just sounded to gross to be anything more than well gross. Leaning back in her chair she shook her head* Now that I think about it he did keep a baseball bat in his truck. I am not sure if he took it with him. But Guns ? nah see you don’t want to use guns in a zombie attack because they will hear you and more zombies will come. You want to use a machete, and NEVER use a chain saw.
::Kaia smirks just a little, and nods:: So I've heard... and I got the dangerous part. I wouldn't go unarmed. Nor would anyone I went with. When did he send you that txt?
Oh you know...couple of months ago. Soooooo yeah I don't think the cannibles are going to pat him on the ass and send him home with a T-shirt. No really. I don’t believe in Zombies but even that shit had me wondering. Though I do think he really just got mixed up in some crazy swamp people shit and they killed his ass. But before you go tramping out in the swamp can you get me the fuck out of here? Please?
I'll let you know what I find. And.... I'll see what I can do about you being in here. ::her eyes glance to Nascha, to see if the girl had anything else to say to add::
*Jessica was not all that keen seeing that she was not going to get out right this second.* Look Jesus at least send me a bag of thoes Frenches French Fried Onions, thoes things eat like chips. I -love- that. Get me out of here and I'll even tell you where the equipment we used is...you can resell ti and make a killing.
I'll see what I can send.... ::she smiles calmly, as she tilts her head:: Anything else you want to share?
Um No. I am about give out to be honest. I feel like I have just been bent over a barrel and but rapped. I have to be honest there is this older chick that is looking at me kind of funny. I don't even like women....I really need your help.
::she raises a brow and then nods:: I understand, Jessica. We'll do what we can....
::Kaia looked like she was going to get up, ready to leave::
(sorry, hubby distracted me until I told him to go away_
(( lol been there ))
*Not long after that the guard pulled her away and took her back to the cell*
(( You ladies have any questions or anything?))
(nope, I'm good... does Daystar seem familiar if looked up?)
(( Nope not that spesific term.))
(kk, will need to look that up)
(( You guys want to do scouting next or deal with Parker next ))
(hmm.... probably Parker... we'll need girls with weapons to actually scout I think)
(( kay kay. Just know thats on the horizen and I'll set up some times for parker fun))
(awesome, I know you know my schedule next week.)
(( yep yep))
(( thanks ladies))
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