003 - Loose Security

[whatwolverines]

[Griffin is used to having his place in the news, but usually it's for being used as an economic example. Once again, he's being made into an example, but not in the usual way. In fact, this time, it goes beyond the economy and into something much more sinister. This happened just yesterday and has escalated today once charges were pressed. The man is being treated in the University of Michigan hospital, even.

Griffin is beside himself, seeing as how a good portion of Christmas was ruined for him by this. He's not exactly a wreck, or feeling sick, but he's shaky and really unsure of what's going to happen next. After all, he has the largest Arabic population in the US just north of the airport and things are bound to get fired up around there.

Thus, he's in his room, pacing nervously and awaiting any news from the hospital or news stations or anything.]



[ooc: Yeah, this went down yesterday and it's like a storm over here. I live about fifteen minutes away from the airport and this all happened not even two hours after I picked my brother up from there. Plus, the guy is hospitalized where my mom works. Needless to say, the state is just like, "Whatthehelljusthappened? :|" about this whole thing.]

Comments

[escanabas.livejournal.com]

[ He didn't expect Griffin to be holed up in his room -- certainly not during Christmas. He came here to borrow something, but you can be sure he's closing that door as fast as he can before he sees him. ]

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

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[escanabas.livejournal.com]

[ He's not quite sure if he ended up doing something to him like he did to Ada -- hell, did he even talk to other people when he blacked out? He gulps. ]

Griff - Griiiiffin.

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

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Jaye.

[escanabas.livejournal.com]

H-hi...um.

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

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Ya heard wha' happened?

[escanabas.livejournal.com]

[ so he didn't...really do anything to him? that's a relief. sort of. ]

N-no...? Um. Er. What.

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

Guy on an airplane? Tried to blow the place up? Just so happened t'land a' my place?

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[escanabas.livejournal.com]

[ bzzzzzzt. ]

N-no.

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

Oh, well yeah. Tha' happened yesterday.

[escanabas.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[ who has two thumbs and slept all day yesterday? ]

Um...? Er. Sorry?

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

'S fine. Jus' trying t'figure out wha's gonna happen next. []

[escanabas.livejournal.com]

[ consciously making an effort to help. ]

Cover...um. Er. [ sucking a breath between his teeth and puffing his cheeks a little. pressing his hands together, tilting them and pressing them to the side of his face -- a pillow. ] Cover. Um... Five o' clock... er. Print.

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

Ya... Are ya sayin' I should go t'bed early or wha'?

[escanabas.livejournal.com]

No.

[ wonder twin powers activate! shape of...a disgruntled blowfish! ]

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

We need t'put the...fish t'bed early?

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[escanabas.livejournal.com]

N-no!

[ sghdg he'd forgotten how downright dumb griffin could be. not that this was much of a surprise, mind you; it just makes his task all the more frustrating. ]

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

Well, I dunno what ya mean! Like, five o'clock cover like what ya do at bars? Because usually, yer cover free by around six-thirty or seven, an' even then, some bar owners can be downright douches.

[escanabas.livejournal.com]

[ okay, now that's just mean. storming over to his desk taking a paper and a pen and writing down,

once he's done, he thrusts the paper out to griffin.

you suck griff ]

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

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Ohhhh...

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Yeah, thanks, Jaye.

[escanabas.livejournal.com]

[ his male pride, what have you done to it?

grumbling, he swats the hand away from his hair. nodding. ]

[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

he hovers at the door, a santa hat on his head and a plate of cookies in his hands.
Um... Griffin?

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

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Hey, Will.

[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

Are... are ya alrigh'?

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

Could be better. Definitely better.

[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

Oh... tha' ain't good ta hear... Would ya like a cookie?

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

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Tha'... Tha' would be nice.

[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

He holds out the plate of chocolate chip cookies.
Come on an' have a few... they migh' help.

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

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Thanks, Will. 'S really nice of ya.

[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

He's willing to part with the entire plate.
Ain't nothin'... ah got stressed out a bit an' ended up bakin' a whole bunch of 'em. Got left over Breakfast Casserole in the kitchen too if yer needin'.

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

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Yeah, tha' sounds really good.

[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

He nods.
Good. 'cause ah made more 'an enough.

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

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[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

He bit back a laugh, covering his mouth.
Wanna come on? Ah'll heat ya some up, yer obviously hungry.

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

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Fhat'd be real nice. Fhanks, Will.

[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

He shook his head, covering another laugh.
Come on, ah'll pop it back in tha oven ta heat up.

[talktodahandeh.livejournal.com]

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[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

he kept laughing, making his way in. He slid the casserole dish into the oven, turning it on low.
Wan' anythin' ta drink?