ATF Universe
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Note: Just a little bit of a ramble, from me to you, I thought I should write something 'cause there was nothing else to do! Hope its okay- let me know! [With thanks to Mog who created this wonderful little world.
Seven words. Seven simple little words. It was truly amazing, the absolute power these seven little words had over Ezra Standish, how seven little words could send man, who was inherently fearless, into an emotional tailspin. Seven powerful little words, said to Standish by Josiah, as he walked past Ezra's desk, "Chris wants you in his office, NOW." Dreaded words, words that made Ezra's imagination click into overdrive, made him envision the worst case scenario as he very slowly proceeded to Larabee's office. He imagined Chris sitting motionlessly in his chair, with the Larabee Death Glare in full force. He imagined himself, seated on the opposite side of the desk, becoming more and more nervous under that harsh unwavering stare, as the seconds ticked by, until finally Chris would speak and Ezra would be forced to try and verbalize coherent responses.....................+ + + + + + +
'The Batista-Morris Investigation...? Well....yes...I vaguely recollect it. Nooo......I suppose, objectively speaking, it wasn't really all that far past... Yessss....In retrospect, it was somewhat of a long time to be undercover.......Who?
Well...ummm...yes...I recall Dana Pierson Lynch......
Yes, she was indeed Miguel Batista's secretary...... Ummmm....well... yes. I suppose you could conclude that I knew her... rather well. Realistically though, define knowing someone well. Really, it all kind of depends on--Pardon?
Uhhh...noooo...I'm, ummm, not really quite certain where this dialogue is going, Mr. Larabee....... Why yes indeed...... I'm familiar with regulations....
Yessssss.......I believe that would be the regulation that basically prohibits any involvement with possible suspects on a...umm... 'personal level'......correct?[coughs] ......
Pardon me?....My apologies... what were you attempting to impart?...
Ummm...Well....I can...perhaps, sort of...attempt to cogitate a guess [coughs] as to where your headed with this...............[coughs]
Awwwww hell!! Must you stare at me like that? So I was.........[cough]... 'seeing ' her!!! Excuse me?......Well, I happen to consider 'seeing ' as good an idiom for it as any, I mean....well, hell, Chris, you KNOW what I mean!!!
.......Yes, OF COURSE, I THOUGHT about conduct and regulations and such, but... well....YOU'VE never had the pleasure of encountering Dana Pierson Lynch have you?!?!?! Well, sir, let me tell you, she had a face of which the Greek goddess of beauty herself would be envious of, a body of which can generally only be found in such illustrious and imaginatively named magazines such as 'Penthouse' or 'Swank,' and a brain that would make men like Davinci or Einstein rejoice!!!!!!!!!!!
What? WELL how in the name of the hell do you THINK I know she had brains; I DID talk with her! Contrary to the unsavory opinion you hold of me, I am not totally without a conscience...[coughs]...and the art of intelligent conversation is in fact extremely important to me...huh?
YES, I THE FOUND TIME TO CARRY ON CONVERSATIONS!!!!...... [deep breath] Good Lord [why I'm left to suffer the indignity of this line of questioning is...]...Sorry? Ahh...No I was just... talking to myself.........
Pardon?????
Where were MY brains during all this?!?! [cough] Uhhhhhhhh...wellll......Oh good lord, you couldn't possibly expect me to impart the answer to that question....! ....
No!!! Absolutely not !! Believe you, me, Mr. Larabee, I absolutely do NOT think this is funny...!! Not funny at all, no sir!! ......... Yessssss...Of course I'm familiar with the term 'conduct unbecoming an officer'....
Damn it, Chris you know that I'm well aware of what it means !!! .......
WELL, HELL !! That's just the point isn't it? I mean it all comes down to things like... ' morality' and ' virtue,' and as you have always suspected I am not virtuous!!!! All in all I doubt that I am even close to being virtuous!!! In fact no one has ever even come near to mistaking me for virtuous!!! Good lord ask anybody, ask Nathan, ask Josiah, hell ask the waitress that works at the '5th street Lounge,' [what the hell was her name, anyway?] ask any of them !!!! I am NOT VIRTUOUS...THAT IS WHY I AM EXCEPTED SO READILY BY THE RANKS OF THE CRIMINAL UNDERWORLD -- BECAUSE--- I---AM ---NOT-- VIRTUOUS.........................!!!! '
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Ezra snapped himself back to reality, just a few feet away from Larabee's office. He took a deep breath and severely chided himself for letting his imagination run out of control, and considered the possibility that perhaps he was due for a few days off. Given his recent thoughts he considered it likely that he had been working just a bit to hard lately. After all; the incident he had been reliving was several months in the past-if it was going to come to light it would have happened long before now. Standish smiled to himself and shook his head. It was actually rather foolish to think that Chris wanted to see him for anything more serious then his lack of punctuality or some questionable submissions on his expense report. With that calming thought in mind, Ezra knocked on the door of Larabee's office, and proceeded to go in.
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Chris Larabee sat motionless in his chair, The Larabee Death Glare in full force. Ezra slowly seated himself, on the opposite side of the desk. He became more and more nervous under Chris' harsh unwavering stare. The seconds ticked by and then finally Larabee finally spoke... "Ezra do you remember the Batista-Morris investigation...?"
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