WHO: Shego and Jack Bauer.
WHERE: Police station.
WHEN: Saturday Evening.
WARNINGS: Almost definite violence. [ETA: And now torture. Big warning for torture.]
SUMMARY: Jack made an immunity deal with Shego in exchange for information. Shego doesn't know the deal has since been rescinded...
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Jack Bauer decided he would rather travel by foot )
What did get her thinking was Drakken's offer of having her hide out in the lair. Maybe she should have taken that up, disappear off the radar of the police and hide out until this whole thing blows over.
She enters the room, look less Shego-like than ever with her lack of green skin and not even wearing her catsuit. She was wearing green but...well, she blended in a lot easier than she used to, that's for sure.
She takes a seat across from Jack, kicking her legs up onto the table with confidence. Her, nervous? Nah, this was going to be cake.
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But this. This friggin' hurt. She spent so much time taking care of her nails, so much time taking care of her hands...she couldn't...he wouldn't. For a brief second, there was fear in her eyes, quickly covered with a defiant scowl but nevertheless, she felt her eyes burn from the pain.
Her breath hitched as he spoke, and moved his other foot precariously close to her good hand. She balled it into a fist. It takes her a few seconds to speak, hating herself for it, but she just couldn't...
"The Lincoln Memorial."
She still manages a glare, looking up at him with equally slitted eyes. "Happy? Is that what you wanted to hear?"
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She essentially throws herself as him, taking advantage of his lowered guard, and she grabs him by the shoulders, pulling him in close. A bruise is starting to form on her forehead, but it's likely he won't notice that as much as he'll notice her sharp jerk of the knee at his groin. As she does so, her bruised hand slips into his jacket and grabs the taser. She might have been down, but she wasn't weak. And since he had decided to play dirty, she might as well. She jerks her knee again, ramming him in the same spot just for good measure, and she lets go of his shoulder, letting him to do whatever he wanted to do with himself.
"Oh, we are so done." She growls, taking the table blocking the door and throwing it with an unnatural ease in Jack's direction. She doesn't bother looking back, and she ( ... )
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