http://katefreckles.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] katefreckles.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2005-10-26 12:00 pm

Wednesday Morning at the Morgue

For once Kate is the first in, Jordan is off playing detective. Kate unlocks the door and goes inside. She proceeds to do some filing, but she'd hear anyone who wanted to drop by.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-26 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Sawyer was roaming about town after eating and decided to stop by the Morgue, he hadn't told Jordan that he wasn't moving out or working for her. He leaned on the door frame as Kate does some filing, a big dimpled grin comes to his face.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-26 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, so freckles got some amnesia?" he chuckles under his breath and approaches her, his stocky build towered over the girl. Kate was hot, rawr.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-26 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Crossing his arms over his chest, he squints at her with a surveying look, "You don't remember me? You sure did that one night.." he grins wide, dimples sinking in like pot holes.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-26 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
He chuckles again, taking a seat on Jordan's desk, "Well, there's a lot of answers to that one, sweetheart."

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-26 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"You don't get it do you? I don't want to talk to Jordan, I'm here to see you, freckles" he grins knowingly.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-26 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Another grin as he takes out a cigarette and he lights it ever so elegantly, "Oh, well, I guess anything I want with you wouldn't recquire clothing." he muses to himself, blowing smoke in her direction.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-26 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah, don't worry about that." he flicks the ashses to the side, away from Jordan's desk, "Aw, freckles, don't look so rough on the edges."

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-26 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Another deep chuckle, this time blowing smoke in the opposite direction, "You need to get out, have some fun, freckles. Jordan can't keep you locked up in here all the time."

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-26 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, you look like a pitiful little cat stuck in a cage." a grin, "I like cats."

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-26 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
He messed with the papers on the Jordan's desk, "Oh. White female, killed by drowning.." he squints, the hyperopis getting to him and he sets it down, "You could, actually. I'd like to take ya out to dinner."

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-26 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Does a guy have to have a reason to take a gal out to dinner?" he arches a brow.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-26 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
He finishes the cigarette, smashing it under his boots, "Who said I wanted something? Can't take a pretty girl out to dinner? To eat?" he leans over Jordan's desk with raised eyebrows.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-26 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Great." he says with finalization.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-26 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
He eyes her, "Where to? Not to Deb's that woman wants to slaughter me." he says while rubbing his stubbled chin.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-26 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Luke's looks good (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/235815.html?thread=9323559#t9323559)"