Vagabonds: IC ( I fought the law and the law won.)
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				Title: <strong>Vagabonds: IC ( I fought the law and the law won.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>17-02-2011, 16:18:05</strong>
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				<em>Breakin' rocks in the hot sun <br>I fought the law and the law won <br>I fought the law and the law won <br>I needed the money 'cause I had none <br>I fought the law and the law won <br>I fought the law and the law won <br><br>The Clash</em><br><br>Whitney was in a pretty nasty situation, worse than nasty, but he was not the only one as he and like many others were led towards the riot vans, something that really would not have been necessary had the ‘thugs’ not turned up. Of course Whiney was aware of the local press too; after all it was something he had been used to before his accident. He as well as the others would likely be hitting the front page of the local rag tonight or certainly tommorow.<br><br>He was shoved somewhat ungracefully into the van along with Cath and James and a number of others. They had even arrested a couple of locals by ‘accident’.<br><br>James was terrified, and Cath wore a face like thunder, a black eye was already swelling on the side of her face and her knuckles were scraped and bloody.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Vagabonds: IC ( I fought the law and the law won.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cadavar</strong> on <strong>23-02-2011, 09:13:52</strong>
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				Sat with his hands restrained behind his back, Whitney assessed his situation. After a few minutes his eyes turned to Cath. In an attempt to reassure her, he remarked “The name’s Whitney Cooper and I’m sure everything will be alright. It has to be just a simple misunderstanding. Once my fans hear of this, we will be out of here in no time.” Whilst saying this, he forced a encouraging smile in an attempt to soothe both Cath and her companion. “I have to say that this situation isn’t exactly the way I wanted to introduce myself, but the fates work in mysterious ways, do they not?” At that the police vehicle jolted and they were on the move. He couldn’t hear much from outside, which claimed him a little. Whitney liked silence, he helped him to focus.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>24-02-2011, 16:56:42</strong>
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				“The name is Cath,” the red haired tattooed ‘warrior’ smiled there was something of Boudicca in her. Yes she was ‘just human’ but this was a strong woman. She gave a slight look of puzzlement when Whitney mentioned fans; after all she had no idea who he was. “Luv I think is going ta take more than a bloody fan or two….” She leaned closer, “We 'ave freinds and I know a good lawyer..."<br><br>The problem was that a lot of the vagabonds did carry drugs for various reasons which meant it was easier for the police to create trouble. However it was a life choice of some….<br><br>Cath looked to the younger lad, and he was terrified it seemed and was already bashing his feet on the floor of the van. He wanted to get out and to run; this one had been locked in cages far too many times.&nbsp; She tried to calm him though it appeared her words were doing little for the moment.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Cadavar</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 08:21:12</strong>
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				Seeing in her face that she had no idea who he was, he sat back in seat and rested his back against the side of the van. On the mention of a good lawyer he smiled and felt a little more confident that all would be well in the world. <br><br>He could not relax completely however, as the lad, sat next to Cath, was becoming more agitated with every mile the van travelled. He tried to calm him, but could see that his attempts were futile. <em>Poor kid</em>, he taught, as he observed the discomfort in the lad’s actions. He then tried to get the young man’s attention “Is there anything I can do for you son?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Vagabonds: IC ( I fought the law and the law won.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 14:34:34</strong>
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				Being stuck in the back of the van was certainly uncomfortable, and there was no escape. It was obvious now looking at the various people that none of the true instigators were here. Most of those that had been rather roughly pushed into this place seemed somewhat resigned to the situation. As it was many had been in this situation before or at least a similar one.<br><br>The young man looked up, the fear was obvious in his eyes, but there was something else there too, however he just shook his head. Finally they reached the police station. The young man seemed to have managed to work himself up into a yet further state.<br><br>The process of charging was pretty much average, the majority of the charging was somewhat standard. Most of the vagabonds were just given a caution, and they lost most of their contraband. One could be sure that some of the officers would be having a party this evening. Cath of course was more than cautioned and ended up as she often had been, being locked up. Whitney too was charged with GBH, resisting arrest and also possession with the intent to cell of a class A substance. <br><br>The young lad too was being charged, suddenly though he kicked the officer and then ran, he was like shit off a shovel but he did not get far before he was roughly caught again, as well is the rough way he was grabbed he was also given more than a few punches for his trouble. He was screaming out that he could not be locked up. Cath appeared to want to intervene but unfortunatley she was having her own trouble with another somewhat rough constable.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Vagabonds: IC ( I fought the law and the law won.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cadavar</strong> on <strong>02-03-2011, 17:40:11</strong>
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				Begin roughly handled, to and from the van, into the police station was one thing, but being charged with GBH was quite another. Whitney tried to explain that the two men attacked him and that he was only defending the honour of a woman that they were attacking. Of course he tried in vain to insist that the drugs were planted on him, but like the GBH, it seemed to fall on deaf ears. He was amazed at the kind of clueless Neanderthals they were employing these days to work in the Police force, where was there common sense. As he thought of this, he was reminded of what his father once said ‘the thing about common sense, son, is that it is not that common’. He smiled at this thought, as he was being processed. <br><br>Just as they were finishing of the paperwork, all hell broke loose, the lad that was arrested with Cath, was being beaten by the police. He could see that Cath was not getting involved as she was being somewhat detained by another constable. Whitney on the other hand, couldn’t help himself. His arms might be out of commission, but his month wasn’t. he quickly stood up and remarked to the constable, who was some feet away “Excuse me, is that any way to treat a lady?”. Before the man had chance to respond, he directed his comments to the men beating on the lad “Pick on someone your own size, you big bullies. Can’t you see he is petrified out of his skull?”&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>03-03-2011, 16:31:49</strong>
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				It seemed that Whitney was one of the ones being targeted, just as a number of other ethnic minorities were, as well as those that perhaps had the wrong face. It also appeared that Cath was in the ‘hit list’ but for many other reasons. It seemed she was known by the police, though as yet the actor did not know why.<br><br>Cath looked ready to punch the officer, and only didn’t because they had re cuffed her, the lad was lead away, he now seemed to have the rather blank rabbit in the headlight look. However for his defence of others Whitney found the reward a of another sharp pain to the kidneys before he was dragged off and thrown in a cell. Such a delightful place that stank of urine and vomit, it was unlikely it had been cleaned out for a day or so.<br><br>Now came the waiting. As well as that the listening to the sounds of those that might not be compliant with the law. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Vagabonds: IC ( I fought the law and the law won.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cadavar</strong> on <strong>07-03-2011, 09:35:59</strong>
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				As the throbbing pain on Whitney’s left side subsided his focus came back to him. He was sitting on a small bed. He focused on a window, his last view in to the outside world. The paint that had once coated the bars that stopped him from jumping though the window, had long since began to peel and now patches of dark paint with curled edges where the only black in the view of the bright and alive outside. Suddenly a bird landed on the sill watching him like an extra guard and taunting him when it took flight, as if it knew that he wished to follow. <br><br>The mocking painted metal door showed where previous prisoners had clawed in a bid for a desperate escape from their fate. The door handle was dirty from the many futile attempts to turn it and the keyhole wide and round, an entrance to another world that was teasing him. <br><br>Then there was the smell, like someone had been beaten to within an inch of their lives during which they had pissed themselves and even vomited as the life was pounded out of them. This was not a place for Whitney. He was a actor not a criminal. <br><br>He sighed, lay down on the bed and closed his eyes trying to remember a better time than this. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Vagabonds: IC ( I fought the law and the law won.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>12-03-2011, 13:58:08</strong>
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				Whitney felt the darkness and indeed he felt Claudia close to him at this moment, so very close. She was sitting on the thin mattress beside him. Though as was usual she said nothing. At present there was nothing to say he just had to endure. At a couple of points an officer would open the hatch in his door and look inside, however there was no interaction save a couple of words of abuse.<br><br>The actor could hear the shouts from a few of the others; Cath was certainly extremely vocal, though some of it might be pain. She was quiet for a time.<br><br>Perhaps when Whitney was starting to relax the door was opened and two officers entered. One was uniformed the other was wearing plain clothes and look more serious. He briefly caught a glimpse of a bloody boy he had seen and defended earlier. James had obviously not had a pleasant time in the interview room. <br><br><br>The interview room was cold and as well as the other officers in there he was aware of a proper old English Bobby pacing…he seemed out of time.<br><br>“We can offer you a lawyer sir, and you have the right to remain silent…but off the record…it does not look good.” He paused for a moment, “The travellers you seemed to have joined….” Another pause, “We just need a few names and you are free to go…Sir…everything off the record.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Vagabonds: IC ( I fought the law and the law won.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cadavar</strong> on <strong>14-03-2011, 21:18:39</strong>
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				His relaxation was interrupted several times until he was finally led into the interview room. The image of the boy was hard to shake, but he did what he could to relax and stay calm. He thought he was hallucinating when he saw the old English Bobby pacing. It had been a long time since he had seen such a person and that was in books, he taught. His focus was brought back in the present by another man who asked him a series of questions. <br><br>He could hear “We can offer you a lawyer sir, and you have the right to remain silent…but off the record…it does not look good.” After a pause the man continued “The travellers you seemed to have joined….” Again another pause “We just need a few names and you are free to go…Sir…everything off the record.” The man seemed to need something from Whitney. For a time, Whitney just stared into space but eventually composed himself and responded. “I’m just an innocent traveller myself visiting the festivities. I’m not a member of any group… I’m a loner… just ask these travellers you speak of.” He paused to catch his breath. “I am sure they won’t know me from Adam.” Composing himself further he continued. “I would of course help you if I could as I haven’t broken a law in my entire life. So I do not think a lawyer will be necessary. I thank you for the offer of course.” He smiled at the policeman and could feel in his heart that he freedom would be forthcoming.&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>15-03-2011, 13:42:38</strong>
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				“Well Mister Cooper, we have quite a predicament really don’t we, you see, the amount of controlled substances that was found on your person could mean that we are going to have to charge you not only with possession but likely with an intent to supply.” There was a pause and the police officer waited before speaking again, “Then to add to that there is ABH and of course resisting arrest. If you have nothing to do with these people then you won’t mind giving a few names you heard in passing.<br><br>The bobby remained and seemed to be unaware of either Claudia or Whitney, it was likely he was just some sort of echo from another time. At once point however it passed through the officer causing to shiver slightly.<br><br>“So do we need to offer you a lawyer or not Mister Cooper?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Vagabonds: IC ( I fought the law and the law won.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cadavar</strong> on <strong>16-03-2011, 09:22:17</strong>
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				Smiling at the policeman’s amusing story, Whitney commented “Oh yes those drugs. The ones that do not even have my finger prints on, as they were planted in my pocket, whilst I was being forcibly arrested.” Pausing for a moment he continued “Oh and another thing, you could not have picked the worst person for possession, as I have never taken drugs. I don’t even take paracetamol for a headache. I really want to help you, I really do.” <br><br>Crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair, he went on “Resisting arrest, how interesting. If I remember correctly I was defending myself and an innocent female against two racist thugs and then from out of nowhere you guys came along and hit me with a truncheon whilst putting on the cuffs.” Thinking for a moment “So as regard to ABH, you’re right, there was ABH but not from me. So if you don’t want me to charge you guys, let’s just call it quits and let me go and I will forget this ever happened.” <br><br>In response to the question about overhearing any names, Whitney considered this for a moment and responded “Oh one last thing, as I have nothing to do with these people then how would I overhear any names that I would associate with them. I have heard names like, Cath and Jonny the ice cream man. These could be members of this club of yours but they could also be innocent visitors to the festivities.” <br><br>Still noticing the bobby whilst all this was going on, Whitney tried to stay focussed on the policeman asking the questions, but could not help to comment “Do you need a jacket? As you seem cold. Or perhaps a blanket.” Even though this was meant to come off as a little bit cocky, Whitney was concerned as to why the bobby was there and of course his fate at the hands of this seemingly dense policemen. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>18-03-2011, 15:13:53</strong>
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				The fact was the police officer knew that for now there was nothing this man could do, and the fact he was a nigger that had become uppity was pretty disturby. Still he had given the man a chance, and at the moment there were no witnesses. This officer knew that the duty clerk would make sure his ‘injuries’ should there be any more would have already been recorded.<br><br>“I am trying to help you Mister Cooper, but if you are going to be continually obstructive and unhelpful to this investigation, then measures must be taken.” The man smiled again it was a cruel thin lipped smile with warmth. “So how are we going to manage this Mister Cooper. It could take some time for a lawyer to come…”<br><br>The bobby walked out of the room and then returned again, for now he seemed unaware of anything. Claudia however was on the other hand becoming a little tense, and Whitney could feel that. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Vagabonds: IC ( I fought the law and the law won.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cadavar</strong> on <strong>18-03-2011, 19:15:36</strong>
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				Whitney exclaimed “Lawyer? Why would I need a lawyer? I have done nothing wrong.” Focusing his mind on the man, he soothingly remarked “You know that to be true, don’t you?” <br><br>For Whitney’s amusement, his focus shifted slightly from the man to his nearby environment, in particular the man's chair. He proceeded to move it from under the man, in an attempt to make him fall to the ground. He waited patiently to see the events unfold, as the man did not scare him with these futile threats. <br><br>While he waited he smiled reassuringly to Claudia in an attempt to calm her a little.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>21-03-2011, 14:54:25</strong>
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				<br>“Well Mister Cooper as it seems you are, I have tried to be a reasonable man with you, very reasonable indeed. However I think the time has come to use a different tactic. I know that there are a couple of officers out there that who really feel that your violence unacceptable. Thus I believe…” This man appeared calm, for the most though the bobby was making the room a little colder.<br><br>There was then a knock at the door and a brief conversation, that was quiet and Whitney was only able to catch the words…”Shit…”The man left though not before locking the interview room door behind him. Whitney watched the bobby continue his walk and occasionally caught the smell of pipe smoke. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Cadavar</strong> on <strong>21-03-2011, 19:34:16</strong>
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				Raising an eyebrow at the policeman’s obvious frustration, Whitney shifted his focus to the bobby, once the policeman had left the interview room. Trying to catch his attention he remarked “Listen I know it’s you making this room cold.” Whitney became seemingly more aggressive as his concern increased. “Don’t you think I haven’t noticed you walking about and that smell of pipe smoke is not exactly stealthy.” Calming a little, he continued “If your plan is to scare me then you have succeeded.” He waited patiently for a possible response. 
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 15:07:16</strong>
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				The ‘bobby continued to pace in the room quietly moving about Whitney after a short time longer he actually turned to look at the geist. “Hmmmmm so you can see me, how interesting.” This was no echo, he had likely been testing the water. “Well that rather changes things young man.” The man paused and seemed to exude that scent again. “You see, perhaps you can do me favour and I might be able to do you one. I am sure you would rather be out of this place without any sort of conviction …or beating.”<br><br>He half smiled though his head was shaking, “There was a time when one could trust in the long arm of the law…You are with the others that were brought in yes? Things are not looking to good for them either…” <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Cadavar</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 18:35:20</strong>
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				Seeming a little bit desperate, Whitney answered the bobby’s enquiries “Yes I can see you and yes get me out of here. As you say, and I would like to add that I originally believed the police to have the law abiding persuasion of old. However, judging by the manner in which I was accosted and subsequently treated I have changed my view somewhat. I really have know idea what will happen to me if I were to stay here any longer.” He consider the man’s request for a favour for a few more seconds before speaking anymore and then finally continued “In regarded to me or the others doing you a favour that would depend on what that favour was I would think.” He waited with dubious anticipation of what the man might suggest.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>24-03-2011, 10:51:34</strong>
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				The man paced a little and appeared to be in contemplation as he continued to walk about the room. Luckily no one was watching Whitney at present because it would appear to most that he was talking to himself. Finally he spoke again, “Well let me see…” He did actually pull out a pipe. “The thing is its very difficult for me to leave here. Now I have a suspicion that&nbsp; my granddaughter travels with your friends, and I am worried about her…have been ever since she got with a certain low life.” He seemed rather distressed, at the thought of it. “Her name is Emily, Emily Mathews, at least that’s her maiden name…Would you mind looking out for her if she is with them…” He blew some smoke from his pipe, and the aroma of the smoke grew stronger. "Theres some things too I want her to have...a law company has them, but if she does not claim them soon I am not sure what will happen to them, but I certainly dont want that bastard to get his grubby little mits on them."
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				Post by: <strong>Cadavar</strong> on <strong>24-03-2011, 11:44:12</strong>
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				Relieved at the request, Whitney relaxed considerably. The horrific thoughts of what the man might have asked him to do filtered out of his mind. He looked to the man and remarked “Of course I will look out for her. Consider it done.” <br><br>He realised that that point that he did not know the man’s name, so he asked “What is your name? So I can tell her I have been sent, by you, to look out for her.” With the excitement of his impending release, he plunged straight into his next question “As regards to your second request.” Whitney questioned “What is the name of the law company and how will I go about claiming for the items?” Whitney nodded to the man to suggest that he was considering the possibility of accepting the request.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>28-03-2011, 15:26:21</strong>
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				“The name of the law firm is Holding and Phillips, I have reason to believe that they have prolonged the process, but can only do it for so long.” He took another pull on the pipe, “I do not believe she is even aware of what is there, that or she is frightened that he will find her.”&nbsp; <br><br>The Bobby paced a little more, “So we have a deal…?” Once the ‘handshake’ was made he disappeared, well rather faded from the room. After perhaps half an hour or so, another detective came in and went about the process of releasing Whitney. All the time the tall dark man was aware of a shadow over the one that was organising the paperwork. The ‘booby was controlling the situation…<br><br>Claudia kept a quiet grip upon Whitney, this was his chance to be free… but he had made a deal and thus must honour it. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Cadavar</strong> on <strong>29-03-2011, 07:51:48</strong>
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				In preparation for his release, as the bobby had promised, Whitney smiled at the detective as he entered. Agreeing to the bobby’s proposal had certainly been his best decision today. “It’s going to be fine” he whispered to Claudia “You can relax now. This is but the home stretch and we will be free” he concluded. <br><br>While he waited, he went over the details of his little chat in his mind. <em>I need to find Emily Mathews and collect some of her belongings from the law firm Holding and Phillips. At lease I think that is what he wanted me to do. </em> The more he went over it the more he was sure that he understood what the bobby wanted. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>31-03-2011, 12:46:19</strong>
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				Whitney was free now, all the paperwork had been dealt with, and however though he was able to leave he was more than aware of all the others that were in there. Things certainly did not look good for them. However there was not much he could do, and further more the ghost policeman could not keep control of this body for too long.<br><br>Hopefully he might be able to be help back with the rest of the travellers; for now there was little more that he could do, save that which the policeman had asked him to do.<br><br>(OOC: Feel free to return to the Plough)<br>
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