Yeah,I'm Wreckless(0/0) (Romance) (Closed)

Itzal just sighed again and shook his head. Evelyn really was something else. He watched as she slid down the railings of the stairs, then started down them at a leisurely pace. There wasn't a point to rushing right now, unless some more people appeared. Then, he would sprint. Itzal skipped down the last few steps and looked at Evelyn. "I don't understand how you can slide all the way down and not fall off or something."

"Let's just say we grew up differently." She said with a nod and walked off. "What now, giraffe?" She questioned, kicking a rock.

"I guess." He sighed and started after Evelyn. "Well, I suppose we should go back to the office and check in." Itzal shrugged. "Tell them all about our success, minus the one guy who went out a window. They wouldn't want to hear about that."

"They knew the cards they were dealing when they offered me to join so I don't end up in the slammer. Most of em could care less as long as the work gets done." She shrugged and got into the undercover cop car the two shared, driver side. All of her driving abilities when on the job had been evoked, as a precaution.

"Yes, but still." Itzal sighed heavily and got into the car as well. "I don't really want to tell them that I let you throw someone out the window." He looked over at her. Having her as a partner wasn't really his favorite thing in the world, but it certainly made life interesting. And quite a bit annoying, sometimes.

"Then don't. You do you boo." She said, turning on the radio and flipping stations around until she found the old rock and roll station. She then began to check her phone. "Aw shit totally forgot I had a show tonight…well crap." She then looked at him. "Hey goodie, faster you drive the faster we get to the station and the faster we can get back to our lives."

Itzal glanced over at her, the looked back at the road. "What kind of show?" He asked. He didn't know that much about her, and maybe getting to know her a bit better would make the whole partnership thing easier. "And I'm not driving any faster." Even though he did want to get back to his life, he wasn't going to driving too far above the speed limit. That would be dangerous and against the law, and he wasn't for that.

"I am the lead singer of a band. We got a few bars to hit tonight. You won't be seeing me tomorrow. And if I do walk into the force tomorrow you nit pick one little damn thing about the way I enforce the wall and u will punch you in the dick. Because I am gonna have a hang over. I may be tipsy. And will have no room,rhyme or reason to deal with your good two shoes way. But. For now. Your baby maker is safe."

"Okay." Itzal nodded, expecting her to stop talking. But she kept going, first saying she wasn't going into work, which made him happy, mostly. But then she said she might and started threatening him. Itzal looked over at her with a tired look on his face. "Okay, got it. I won't bother you tomorrow." He shook his head slightly, even as a small smile made it's way onto his lips. Her threats were just a little funny.

"Don't think I won't. I grew up with 15 other siblings,and one of them is now a WWE Woman's Wrestling Champ. I've learned a few things." She sighed, and leaned back into the seat,and finally as the adrenaline faded away and she stared out the window she began to quiet down and relax a bit.

"Oh, I'm not doubting it," Itzal said quickly, putting up one of his hands. "I can defiantly see you doing that." He bit his lip and didn't say anything else. They were getting closer to the office, and Itzal was looking forward to going home and just relaxing. He was tried from everything that had happened today… and hungry, Itzal realized, his stomach rumbling slightly.

Evelyn blew another bubblegum bubble, and as soon as they were parked she got out of the car and headed inside to report what happened. "Oh and Chief. Stop pairing me with Goody Two Shoes the Walking Tree over here. He's getting on my nerves and won't stop nit picking the way I work." The chief sighed. "No Evelyn. Out of all the partners you've had he keeps you out of the most trouble. Especially after your last partner." Suddenly she went cold and stiff. "Don't you dare bring him up, he got exactly what he fucking deserved. And now Chief you've ruined my night." She turned around and headed off back home, more then ready to relax and enjoy the night.

Itzal followed Evelyn inside to report, then got to sit through her telling the chief all the things she didn't like about him. Which didn't bother him that much, and he was almost hopeful that he might get a different partner, but the chief shut those hopes down in an instant. He watched as Evelyn left, then turned to the chief. Itzal opened his mouth to ask, but the chief simply held up a hand. Well, so much for that. Itzal closed his mouth and headed out of the office. Time to go home and relax. Ever since he'd gotten Evelyn as a partner, he'd needed a lot of relaxation after work.

(time skip? )

(Sure!)

Two days later as promised Evelyn walks in. On time. Evelyn arrived late a lot. Not only that but she just seemed very stress free. She still had her kick ass attitude but not as rebellious. There was a pep in her step and a natural smile on her face. The chief eyed her. "Glad to see one happy and excited ex-convict." She shrugged and sat down at her office, and texted away on her phone, waiting for whatever chaos would occur to her today.

Itzal had enjoyed Evelyn's day off quite a bit. It was a little boring, but boring could be good once in a while. And with the amount of craziness he experienced daily, a little boring was embraced warmly. He was feeling great as he sat in his office, sipping some tea. He'd arrived early as usual, and was organizing his desk at the moment, hoping nothing too dramatic would happen that day. But Evelyn was back, so there was probably going to be at least one interesting thing happening. Hopefully, it wouldn't happen until he'd finished organizing, he thought, glancing over at Evelyn.

(Evelyn is already there.)

(I updated it, does that work better?)

(that's better)

She sighed and put her feet on the desk, chair rolling back to accommodate for the length. She then looked at him, and offered a soft smile. Her phone buzzed, drawing in her attention right back to it. That was also weird.

Itzal smiled back at her, then picked up his mug of tea and took a sip. "You seem very cheery today. Seems that break did you a world of good." He commented, turning back to his desk and picking up a stack of papers. After setting them in their place, Itzal turned back to look at Evelyn.

"Well without all the stressed of you and being put in multiple near death situations I was able to breath. Oh and I'm a little bit high. Just a bit to keep my nerves down." She shrugged. "I also may end up getting a record deal. I really hope so. Do me a lot more good."

"Huh." Itzal nodded slowly and picked up his mug. "I don't think you should be coming to work like that, but okay." He took a quick sip and set his mug back down. "Well, congratulations. I hope that goes well for you." Itzal gave her a smile.

"Shush. I will not let you ruin my good mood." She held up her middle finger, and looked up to see the Chief motioning for them. "Ah yes an assignment."

Itzal rolled his eyes, then noticed the chief and stood up. "I wonder what fun-filled assignment we've got to do today," He muttered, walking towards the chief.

"Hopefully nothing to bad." She said as she followed and sat on one of the chairs across from his desk, awaiting to see what assignment they'd receive. (I'll let you come up with something)

"Yeah." Itzal agreed, sitting down in the other chair. The chief looked between them, then leaned forward.
"Here's your assignment." The chief handed Itzal a piece of paper, then leaned back and grinned at them. "Good luck." Itzal looked at the paper, which had an address and a list of instructions.
"You want us to break into this place and arrest Mycah Harrow," Itzal said slowly, not believing what he was reading. "You're kidding, right? They're crazy!" The chief merely shrugged and motioned them to get going.

"You mean THE Mycah Harrow? That guy who just lets cocaine sit around,multiple domestic abuse cases, and who knows what he uses those furry suits for. Walked into the woman's shower at the gym he got kicked out multiple times, like that guy? That's something for the big fish. Not us! We're little guys! Do we even get a weapon." He sighed and handed Itzal a police baton. "And you Evelyn just…do what you do best. We heard about the window drop yesterday. Luckily he landed in a garbage bin and only broke his leg. Now. Go." Evelyn stood up and rolled her eyes. "The day I come back we gotta catch the biggest nut job in town."

"No, I mean the Mycah Harrow with a few speeding tickets." Itzal gave the chief a glare and twirled the police baton around. "How the hell are we supposed to arrest Mycah Harrow with this?"
"Figure it out. You're a smart guy." The chief shrugged and waved them out. "Now get going." Itzal sighed heavily and stood up.
"I'm beginning to think you want us dead," He grumbled as he walked out. What was the chief doing, sending them after Mycah? He was pretty sure half the stories about them were made up, but still… they were very dangerous.

(Hey so can Mycah be from Florida because…Florida Man. C'mon. With how nutsy this guy is we just gotta have him in a Hawaiian shirt and a bad sun burn)

Evelyn shrugged, and reached into her boot, pulling out a pocket knife. "A banger and a pocket cutter. Great. Also before you start going on about chief and what not, he lets me keep this on me. For self defense. Also if it's such a big whacko why is it only us two? There's other units and more coppers on the force!" She groaned and looked up. "Why why why. I was having a good day."