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         ^{even at the academy, his reputation had preceded him  –  that’s Jones ;  you know, one of the mystery kids  –  and to this day, he still earned a good deal of teasing from his fellow detectives.  his record spoke for itself, however, with countless captures and convictions earning him several commendations at a young age and earning more flak from the guys at the station, whose grubby fingers probably hadn’t seen a raise since Fred’s infancy.}   

         ^{he doesn’t recall every face he’s put away, every crook and creep that he’s successfully put behind bars, but the sight of Bee  –  who doesn’t seem to have aged a day  –  sends his stomach into knots.  the recollection of the crime scene and the countless bodies they later discovered was one of his most vivid memories, along with Bee’s scowl as she reluctantly allowed the police to lead her away in handcuffs.  fingers twitch within the pocket of his slacks, ready to go for his gun at a moment’s notice, should she try anything funny.}   

          ^{❛  i think i outgrew that a long time ago.  ❜}

              _{❝ driving the van or thinking it’s cool? ❞ bee asks, lips twitching upward.  despite her casual posture, her eyes search for outward signs of his thoughts.  he recognizes her, she’s certain.  she doesn’t even have to wonder about that – a convenient side effect of her particular deal with the devil is the utter confidence that she leaves a lasting impression.}

              _{to a passerby, her gentle teasing might seem like fond banter reserved exclusively for an old friend.  the importance isn’t in what she says, after all.  her appearance alone is a CHALLENGE, a silent dare to try and best her again.  her impossible youth is a more appropriate taunt than any words she could spit at him, after all – who would believe him if he told the truth?}

              _{❝ you know, i’m pretty sure most people grow into vanhood, not out of it.  or is this some sort of midlife crisis?  dude – tell me you don’t drive some sort of souped up sex mobile now. ❞ as if he’s any older than she is.}

              _{she’s playful because she knows she’s SAFE.  after all this time, what can he do to her?  out of everyone in this city, he’s the only one who knows what she is. and without proof, there’s nothing he can do about it.}

                                                                           _{BEE SMILES.}

_{@orangeascot / you, too, could have a fresh, homemade starter for the low, low price of free.}

               _{it’s not a face she expected – nor wanted – to see again.  she doesn’t recognize him immediately, but being captured and delivered neatly to the police leaves an impression.  the charges hadn’t stuck, of course; the best thing about human nature is that people ALWAYS have wants, and something like a few dismissed cases is apparently a small price to pay in exchange for a blank check from the devil himself.  or at least from his hot, earthly steward.}

               _{even with a clean slate, it had taken time to find a new city, a new batch of the desperate and willing – and frankly she can’t help but be bitter that her plans were ruined by someone who had apparently spent far too much of his childhood dedicated to the home alone movies. ( seriously, who actually makes traps? )}

               _{the smart move would be to steer clear, and she does consider it, but if she were satisfied as a coward, she wouldn’t have needed the whole devil worship gig.  instead she props herself in his way, fingers tucked down into the pockets of her shorts.}

                                                             _{❝ you look like the kind of guy who drives a VAN and thinks it’s cool. ❞}

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