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Post by Braden Murphy on Jan 3, 2017 0:03:00 GMT
[attr="class","bradennah"] [attr="class","bradenleft"] [attr="class","bradenleft2"] | [attr="class","bradenright"] Braden stood and dusted off his pants when Rachel and her partner made their way over. He kept things professional-ish, but he had a harder time of not flirting with his wife while on the clock. At least he managed to keep his hands to himself. "You're looking very fetching today, Officer Murphy."As Rachel introduced him to her partner, the man who had her back in dangerous situations, Braden held out his hand. He'd seen the other man around the precinct from time to time, though the two of them had never really talked or anything. That Rachel seemed so comfortable around Officer Meriton spoke volumes about him. "Who does he think he is?" Braden looked from his wife to Michael. It wasn't so much that he thought the officer was a few fries short of a happy meal, but he was amused by the notion. "Who do you think you are? Superman?"Braden explained the situation to them, but also in an attempt to make his own partner more comfortable with everything going on. Whatever it was that she considered incredibly stupid, he wanted her to know that he considered it a non-issue. "Sharon and I just got assigned as partners today. I'm looking forward to actually working with her." At least the paperwork had been made official today, the paperwork behind the decision must have been in the works for longer. One of the individuals overseeing the course began to brief them on what to expect from their upcoming exercise. Hopefully this would be just what he and Sharon needed to start planting the seeds of trust between them. Things had been a little rough as she'd begun to settle into her new desk, but that need not define their partnership. "Well... shall we?" Rachel Murphy , @meriton , Sharon "Cher" Voight [attr="class","bradenright2"] |
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Post by Sharon "Cher" Voight on Jan 11, 2017 5:05:29 GMT
Sharon wanted nothing more than to hide. The looks she was getting from Michael were unsettling. "I um... I forgot I have this thing..." oh it was avoidance and it was a big red flag. Just as she tried to turn she felt Braden's hand on her arm. "Well... shall we?" She froze a moment but turned back towards the small group but she was keeping her distance from Rachel and Michael. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She made eye contact with Braden but her mind was clearly elsewhere and wandering. If she could do that and somehow turn it into the something so much better for her life, then she could do this right? No she wanted to run. She wanted to run so far into her head that nothing could make sense anymore. There was too much going on in her head as she tried to count the seconds busy her with something. She could feel her heart racing again her chest. A few months ago even this wouldn't be happening. She would have seen things, but her voice heard the announcer. Great... something she didn't want to discuss as everyone else seemed to have this down pat. "Those who will be blindfolded first need to share one scary secret with their partner behind them before you are allowed to turn their backs."There were so many. Gulping down her words. "Men are really hard for me to trust. I'm working on it; but I have never had a male partner at work that I can trust" if that wasn't a loaded answer then she had had no idea what was. 'You just gotta try Sharon. You've done this before. You have got this' Right.... MADE BY VEL OF GS AND ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2017 21:04:25 GMT
i'd say show me but that would come out all kinds of wrong. i have to say they didn't exactly partner me with a male too hard on the eyes Michael heard the announcer and his partner and her husband flirting. "Alright Romeo. I'm borrowing your wife now. You two can flirt later." He retorted just as he heard the comment about Superman. "According to my daughter Peter Pan" he decided to correct. Yeah no probably not going to live that one down but TOTALLY worth it to see the look on Braden's face. Then Michael said something under his breath about Braden's partner that sounded somewhat like "until she does something stupid" it was no secret that Sharon was the detectiv who couldn't hold down a partner. Michael had his own eyes and ears inside of department. Now of course Michael and Rachel knew each other long enough that eye games were almost nothing for them. "I bet I can make you laugh before time is up" he teased. Oh sure. He just had to figure out what he was going to so in order to make her laugh while the timer was ticking. Threatening her with blonde hair dye? Nah... she'd probably just nail him with a look. Now his brain had to think. There was always tickling her? Hrm he'd think on that one because that was PROBABLY classified as cheating. MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0
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Post by Rachel Murphy on Jan 15, 2017 23:02:08 GMT
Rachel smirked, she might have thrown out the professional book had it not been for the fact she didnt want to get her husband into trouble. “Why thank you Detective Murphy, you look very handsome today. Just a shame you’re not in dress blues then phew...” She said grinning before she frowned at Michael. “Aww come on, that was tame... way to spoil our fun.” She teased before smirking at her husband though that soon changed hearing Braden ask about Superman and Michael mentioning Peter Pan.
“Yeah superman who can’t fly and breaks his own bones proving it.” She said with a smirk, no she wasn’t about to let that go either. The point of being partners was to stop each other from doing something mad and in that case flying was nuts so she had failed. “So green tights and crawling through peoples windows at midnight’s his thing... who knew.” She said acting surprised though quiet honestly he wasn’t going to live a word of that down.
Partners, they had partnered her husband with Rambo? Rachel fought the urge to go through the ‘be careful stay safe’ speech though she tried to smile when Michael spoke. Was she worried? A little, did she trust Sharon? Not entirely but then she wasn’t the one partnered with her. Rachel looked between Braden and Sharon for a moment, “That’s great, congratulations to you both. Well you’re in safe hands with him.” She said to Sharon before looking between them both again. “Just try not to drop him or have him walk into a wall, that’s my job for later.” She said with a grin although she swore if Sharon pulled a stunt like she had with Michael and herself she would be the biggest pain in the butt the woman had seen.
Eye games, wasn’t that just squad car games? This was looking to be the easiest trust training ever she thought as she smirked hearing Michael say he’d make her laugh. “Not if I make you laugh first?” She said grinning, “Well you can go first with this scary secret thing. So what’s it going to be?” She asked curious as to what he might pick, it wasn’t like she was about to out a scary secret and then have him tell her that he hated cheese and pickle.
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Post by Braden Murphy on Jan 17, 2017 2:02:21 GMT
[attr="class","bradennah"] [attr="class","bradenleft"] [attr="class","bradenleft2"] | [attr="class","bradenright"] "Mmm," Braden agreed when Rachel teased Michael, indicating this was tame by their own standards, and he played along just for good measure. "Very tame. Being at work is so restrictive, isn't it?" He was tempted to steal a quick kiss on her cheek—and he didn't care who saw. For someone who adhered to the rules, skirting them could be worth it… sometimes. Instead, Braden flirtatiously smirked back. "Sounds like your partner has spoken. We'll have to pick up with this again later."Nonetheless, before Michael could officially borrow his wife, Braden shared a mischievous look with her. Sometimes he had the best ideas. "Do you think we still have time to grab Peter Pan a pair of green tights? Because I am tempted. Can you just imagine him running around in this trust exercise with those?" The thought of that made him chuckle. It would be quite the sight. Braden pulled his own partner off to the side before they began, speaking so only Sharon could hear him. "Just ignore them for now," he told her. "Focus on me." They could do this, right? With the first exercise having begun, Braden kept looking into Sharon's eyes, as she confided one of her deepest secrets to him. "I'll just have to work hard to be show you I can be trusted. I hope you can reach that point with me – but I understand it may take you some time to be comfortable around me."Sharon "Cher" Voight , @meriton , Rachel Murphy [attr="class","bradenright2"] |
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Post by Sharon "Cher" Voight on Jan 19, 2017 12:10:45 GMT
Right, Braden was a strange male by definition and she balked a little when he tried to lead her but she eventually followed. Her dad obviously trusted him right? To bring him up to intelligence and to partner them together. This had been her bright idea, coming to this thing. Then again maybe she understood that she needed it more than Braden did. Sharon came out of her daze a moment and just read his eyes. The expression behind them. Eyes were like staring into the soul. 'Ignore them for now' how about she just ignored them in general? Did that work too?The other three could laugh and play and joke around, she felt like she didn't belong. Sharon did not have a poker face and she clearly had something bugging her. She knew he would see it behind her not so hidden expressions. Italian came whispered under her breathe. Right the other two weren't here, that was just a bad dream or something. She could feel every part of her body sweating. Fighting the fear wasn't easy, and she was okay when it had been just upstairs in the squad room. Just a conversation, that was different. This took a lot more. All she could do was gulp down the lump in her throat and nod. Oh this was going to be interesting. MADE BY VEL OF GS AND ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0
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Post by Deleted on Jan 19, 2017 12:22:21 GMT
i'd say show me but that would come out all kinds of wrong. i have to say they didn't exactly partner me with a male too hard on the eyes Michael didn't care if he was going to live any of the superman and peter pan conversation down. "No you just want me to go first so you and Romeo can flirt." he pointed out shaking his head. He already knew that was the reason. Then again it would also meet there wouldn't be a cat fight on the ground during the exercise. That he could handle. Despite having his reservations about Sharon he didn't need the women at each other's throats. He could tell there was no real anything there. Michael knew when his partner was telling someone off without telling them off and that's exactly what was going on. Sharon looked about ready to bolt. Even he could see it. Taking Rachel by the shoulders he dragged her over with him before the girls went at it. Though he wasn't saying as much but he was trying to prevent the inevitable fight looming their heads. The elephant was liable to fall out of the ceiling at any given time. He could see that Rachel was being ignored. Okay time to distract his partner. Michael rolled his eyes. Oh he could make her laugh if he wanted to, he started making faces. That was until he had to talk. Right. "I don't date women because I've lost two wives. I'm scared I can't protect them. Both were brunettes" He added the last part in as something to give them both something to smile about. It was true Rachel and Michael knew alot about each other, but that was hardly something he told anyone. He didn't want to go into the specifics but he could see Rebecca sometimes in Rachel. Here and there. Rachel looked a lot like Rebecca but fought and joked with him like Jordan had. Michael went back to making faces. Distractions right. MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0
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Post by Rachel Murphy on Jan 24, 2017 21:58:05 GMT
Rachel smirked as she tried her best not to blush a little. “Restrictive, yes it is. I mean if this was behind closed doors then it'd be another story...” She said with a grin, breaking the rules was so temping to her right then but then getting her husband in trouble wasn’t exactly what she wanted to do. “Oh we will pick it up later, he just speaks too much.” She said motioning to Michael as she smirked. Yes he spoke a lot but then she didnt mind it at all.
Seeing her husband’s mischievous look she grinned at him. Trying to fight back the laughter was pointless as she was lucky to still be standing as she nodded. “Please, please, pleaseI’d love that, Peter Pan needs to have his tights.” She said chuckling as she nodded, “Worse still if we had to do a perp chase.” So running down a Chicago street with green tights well she was find a pair as soon as she could. Turning to Michael she nodded and bit her lip, “Is that so wrong? After all he’s my Romeo.” She said with a grin knowing that she could have stood there and flirted with her husband all day.
There were something she hated in life and knowing that Sharon had made that choice on their call was bad enough, now to have her husband partnered with Rambo that was something else. She knew better than to warn him out right though maybe she would explain later but even then she didnt want to destroy any trust that was there. She also didnt want to get that call or house visit to say her husband was hurt or worse. When Michael dragged her over she knew he was trying to prevent anything from going wrong.
When he started making faces she tried to keep a straight face herself but couldnt as she laughed a little. Listening to what he said she nodded before she smiled hearing the brunettes comment. They knew a lot but Rachel didnt know that specific thing. This was the tough part figuring out what to say and how personal to get with it though Michael was practically family to her. Seeing him make faces she grinned as she tried to think of something that suitable. “You can protect anyone Michael, trust me on that. You protect people every day.” In her eyes it was true and even if it wasn’t the public he was protecting it was his partner as he hadn’t let anything happen to her. "Now get that blindfold on before I do go and get you those tights." She said with a cheeky grin as she handed him the blindfold.
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