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Watch the right. You favor your right when you turn.

Steph took a deep breath, and started a series of handsprings, occasionally aiming at one of the person-shaped outlines now covering a small circle of unfortunate trees. The outlines had red targets for fatal injuries, white targets for temporarily debilitating injuries, and pink targets for injuries fatal if not given immediate medical treatment.

Instead of batarangs (Spoilerangs, because she had painted them eggplant!), Steph was trying her luck with hexes. Using a weapon you didn’t immediately discard was hard to get used to.

She took a break to inspect the damage, and was happy to see that none of the red targets were hit. One of the trees was turned into a chicken, but you had to pick your battles.

((Open RP! Feel free to train/spar/bug/go chicken hunting with Steph.))

Date: 2007-03-29 04:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] themountie.livejournal.com
To be fair, this particular Canadian's libido tended to be... well, pretty well covered up. Even out of uniform, like now, he tended to be so straight-laced and proper that he came off as unreal to most people; in the serge he was practically a toy soldier half the time. In short, he didn't exactly scream I spend my nights having hot tobacco-flavored sex with my gay lover.

Right now, for example, he was smiling very innocuously at Stephanie. "Well, he doesn't exactly talk," he hedged, glancing at Diefenbaker. "Not in human speech, at least. Most people don't find themselves able to converse with him. We do have our share of nefarious plots, though."

Date: 2007-04-02 04:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] themountie.livejournal.com
Oh, Fraser was entirely serious. Granted, a lot of the work he got was a little... less than taxing, perhaps, but when you were pitted against terrorists (http://home.hiwaay.net/~warydbom/duesouth/episodes/ep236.htm) who used Mounties (http://home.hiwaay.net/~warydbom/duesouth/episodes/ep239.htm) as components of impromptu thermonuclear devices, performance arsonists (http://home.hiwaay.net/~warydbom/duesouth/episodes/ep341.htm), Russian arms dealers (http://home.hiwaay.net/~warydbom/duesouth/episodes/ep348.htm) and an entire bevy of Mafia (http://home.hiwaay.net/~warydbom/duesouth/episodes/ep345.htm)-related (http://home.hiwaay.net/~warydbom/duesouth/episodes/ep456.htm) plots (http://home.hiwaay.net/~warydbom/duesouth/episodes/ep462.htm), he felt you were allowed to use the word 'nefarious.' Also, possibly, 'insane.'

In his experience, Bears fans weren't any worse than any others -- although, to be fair, he didn't think he'd actually asked any of his arrests whether or not they were fans. Still, he felt a little defensive on behalf of his adopted exile home. "I've found that most Chicagoans exhibit a great deal of pride in their home teams," he told her, "so I'm sure any overlap is merely because of that. For example, my, ah..."

Oh, great -- here was the problem of what to call Ray again. Fraser wasn't sure if he was ever going to figure this one out. He hesitated, glanced at Dief, and cleared his throat. "My, uh... partner is a very great fan of the Bears, and I don't consider him particularly nefarious."

Date: 2007-04-08 05:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] themountie.livejournal.com
Many Mounties did have partners -- his father had, for one -- and Ray and he had been that kind of partner for quite some time before... well, before things had changed, so Fraser saw nothing untoward in the question at all. He shrugged and smiled a bit. "In a manner of speaking, yes. Although now, of course," he added, rubbing a thumb over his eyebrow, "I suppose we patrol the Hogsmeade wilderness. And, ah..." And just happen to live together. "And the like." Obviously the same thing.

Date: 2007-04-08 06:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] themountie.livejournal.com
It wasn't like he was ashamed or anything. It was simply that while as partners, he and Ray were excellent at communicating, as a couple, so far... well, they pretty much stunk at it. As a result, Fraser had absolutely no idea what was in bounds or not. Of course, from what he knew Ray went around talking about their kissing to strange girls (and he still had yet to make that connection) -- but Ray also got touchy over the strangest things, and Fraser was wary of setting him off.

"Oh, well..." he hesitated, tugging absently at one of the buttons on his flannel shirt, "My job back in Chicago was to liase with the Chicago police, so Ray and I would... liase." Oh, that had a whole new meaning now. He tried not to blush. "Uh, I helped him with his cases, I mean."

Date: 2007-04-08 06:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] themountie.livejournal.com
"No, there aren't." He shook his head, paused, considered. "Although we have had a few, including one rather strange altercation (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1083655.html) involving a thief, a bag of goldfish... well, that's another story. At any rate, this is more of a long-term assignment. We're... studying, I guess." He kind of made it up as he went along, these days.

Date: 2007-04-08 07:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] themountie.livejournal.com
Fraser wasn't always great with sarcasm, but he seemed to cotton on this time. "Yes, as a matter of fact," he told her, his tone of voice cooling. "That is, as a matter of fact, precisely what happened." He clasped his hands behind his back, his spine stiffening with Mountie pride.

Next to him Dief, who had long since figured out what Stephanie was going on about, rolled his eyes and barked once. Fraser blinked down at him, then looked up at Steph, his expression going slack. "Oh." He hesitated again, turning a little pink despite himself. "...Diefenbaker has taken the opportunity to remind me that 'partner' does, in fact, have multiple meanings. I, ah..." He ducked his head shyly and tugged at his earlobe. "In this case, I was intending to imply more than simply the... professional."

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