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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 11:31:49 GMT -5
Stacking each folder in it's seperate drawer carefully Triston watched the door with anticipation. Alli had never been one to be late or skip out on a meeting, so being half an hour late was bothering Triston. she didn't want to call Corbin. Right as she thought about that the door flew open,r evealing a flushed Alisia Jackson.
"Thanks for showing up." Triston said lightly, putting her file on the desk, and motioning for her to sit down. "Where you been?" She asked, hoping to coax the girl out of any confessions.
Alli tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and watched Triston. The one adult she trusted above all others. She knew her mother wouldn't approve but she didn't care. "I had sex with someone." She said hurridly. This wasn't the first time Triston had heard this from her, but obviously this time it was different.
Raising a hand she shook her head. "Don't tell me who because I'm obligated to tell your parents if he's overage," Giving her the eyebrow raised expression she smirkd. "From how you're acting I'm guessing he is. Did this happen today?" She shook her head.
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Post by Duncan Livingston [Ben] on Sept 1, 2007 15:06:25 GMT -5
Duncan walked to Triston's door and knocked a few times before entering, "Hey whatchu want for lunch? Oh hey," he said to Alli. "I'm lunch bitch today I guess," he with a laugh. "You want something miss?"
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 15:17:15 GMT -5
Triston had to laugh at Duncan's forwardness. "Third day in a row I'm guessing. Get me a cheeseburger, ALL the toppings please." she smiled before handing him a few galleons for her food. Alli looked starving so she handed Duncan extra. "Get something Alli, my treat." Triston smiled. This job was trying specially when the child was surrogatly your godchild or something.
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Post by Duncan Livingston [Ben] on Sept 1, 2007 15:40:14 GMT -5
"I'll prolly be doing this all week," he said and took the galleons. but before walking out his attention was brought to the very noticable hickey and bite marks on her neck. He looked from Triston to Alli's neck and back, tempting to grab Triston's attention to the situation
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 15:43:35 GMT -5
Triston held Duncan's gaze, she knew what he was looking at. Nodding at him she smiled kindly. "Thanks Duncan, should I call you lunch bitch forever now?" She asked him, giving him a gaze that said we'll discuss afterwards.
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Post by Duncan Livingston [Ben] on Sept 1, 2007 15:49:45 GMT -5
"Yes, forever. I'm head lunch bitch now." he said and exiting, closing the door behind them. He went off to fetch the num-nums.
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 15:54:00 GMT -5
Laughing and shaking her head she turned to Alli. "So I don't what to know who it was but let me at least hide the victory marks.: She nodded towards Alli's neck.
Alli blushed as she leaned forward so her friend could help. It was strange having a probation officer basically, much less one who was such a good friend. Her parents wuld flip did they know she was active in sex. Much less with an Azkaban prisoner. After the marks were confidently concealed she pulled away. "Do I have hours this week?" She asked.
Looking through the file Triston shook her head. "Nope, It appears the hours you spent at Azkaban covered it for the week." Raising a brow she crossed her hands. "I hope you enjoyed them." Winking at her she held out the file so Alli could sign it.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 16:07:14 GMT -5
[Duncan]
Duncan knocked once again, returning with the food they had asked for. He placed it down on her desk, "I got a few more to drop off I'll be back," he said and placed the extra money on her desk and walked out.
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 16:19:12 GMT -5
Putting the money in her purse and seperating the orders between Alli and herself she smiled at the girl. "Let's try and keep these appointments minimal, that means you're in less trouble." She said to the girl, who was fidgeting.
"Can I go?" Alli laughed, she had to talk to Adrienne. Triston bit into her burger and nodded with a mouth full, closed lips, smile. Picking up her purse Alli hugged Triston and exited the room.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 16:24:49 GMT -5
[Duncan]
After seeing Alli exit the room Duncan made his way back to the door and knocked briefly before opening it and closing it behind him. "What was that about?" he asked with a smirk. Shaking a head he took a seat and waited for her responce.
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 16:41:04 GMT -5
"Troubled Teen, come on, you should know that. It's my department after all." She said, taking another bite of the sandwich and scribbling a few notes on Alli's file.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 16:44:14 GMT -5
[Duncan]
"Well of course I know that, but did you see the marks? Talk about a liitle crazy huh?" he said, noting the darkness of the marks that he saw on her neck.
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 16:47:40 GMT -5
Triston had a feeling she knew what had happened. The girl had just started an internship at Azkaban. And even Triston knew the guys there were pretty if not crazy. Finishing her food and flicking her wand so the garbage hit the trash can she nodded at him. "I'm aware...she's not the lightest of my cases Duncan." She warned him.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 16:53:18 GMT -5
"I understand," he said, "If you need anything you know my position at this place. I will always help," he added before dropping the subject. "How is Hunter?" he asked.
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 16:56:37 GMT -5
Remembering the event at the bar the other night Triston covered a laugh before looking at Duncan. "He's good." She smiled. She really did love that man....
"Hows your love life?" She asked him, reaching over and taking a bite from his food.
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