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<blockquote data-quote="Pierce" data-source="post: 1453942" data-attributes="member: 12161"><p><strong>Intro 3</strong></p><p></p><p>Captain Osbourne stood and stepped around the desk to greet the Cajun as the desk sergeant opened his office door. "You must be Del Boudreaux. I'm Jack Osbourne." As Boudreaux gripped his hand, the captain noted how rough the man's hands were. <em>His palms feel like scales.</em> "Come on in and have a seat and I'll fill you in. Robertson, that'll be all," Osbourne pushed the uniformed cop back out into the bullpen and closed the door. He perched up on the corner of his desk as Boudreaux sat heavily in a guest chair.</p><p></p><p>"I do so thank you mon Capitan. I may have been sittin' for the past two days, but a Harley ain't no Lay-Zee-Boy, for true. Most gracious of you."</p><p></p><p>"Don't mention it. Mr. Boudreaux, this is Chu Don Phat," Osbourne motioned towards a small Asian man standing against the wall. Boudreaux jumped a little; Osbourne realized that he hadn't seen the man standing there. Understandable - one's eyes tended to slide off Phat.</p><p></p><p>"Velly pleased to meet you, Mr. Boodlo," Phat's accent was thick as he executed a slight bow towards Boudreaux.</p><p></p><p>"Bonjour, Monsieur Phat. You done gave me da freesons, fuh shore!"</p><p></p><p><em>Geez, can't understand either one of them. Well, at least the Boudreaux guy is clean as far as my buddy down in New Orleans knows.</em> Osbourne looked from one to the other, gathering his thoughts.</p><p></p><p>"Alright, gentlemen. You might be wondering why I've got both of you in here. Mr. Phat here just arrived here in LA yesterday. He's on loan from the Hong Kong PD temporarily to investigate a murder. HKPD believes the suspect - a fella named Wan Yung Gi - is now in the LA area. Mr. Boudreaux here," Osbourne turned to face Phat, "is a licensed bounty hunter from Louisiana. He called our department last week to try and track down a guy named Tyrone Givins. Givins broke out of the Louisiana State Penitentiary two weeks ago. Mr. Boudreaux has some indications that Givins has connections here in the city." Osbourne stood and made his way back behind his desk. "Meanwhile, we've been experiencing a rash of drug activity. There's a new drug showing up around - a highly processed opiate they call 'POO' on the streets. We-"</p><p></p><p>"Poo?" Boudreaux grinned dangerously. "Ain't dat another word for merde? De stuff that come out da end of a dawg?"</p><p></p><p>"Yep. Don't kids these days say the darndest things? It's short for Purified Optimized Opium. And now you know about as much as any of us."</p><p></p><p>"Wha's dat got ta do wit me and Mr. Chinois here?"</p><p></p><p>"Glad you asked, son. This Gi that Mr. Phat is looking for has connections to the Triad - China's answer to the Mafia. We're working under the assumption that the Triad is at least getting a taste of the POO on the import side of things. We speculate that Gi was brought over here either as extra local muscle of to get him out of Hong Kong."</p><p></p><p>Phat broke in, "If I may, Captain Osbourne?" The captain waved him on. "Yung Gi is known in Hong Kong as assassin. I have been trying to catch him for many year. He is man who kill my partner. I must catch Yung Gi. I will not leave without him, dead or alive. You understand?"</p><p></p><p>"Hey hey, shure I do! Mais, you don' worry none, podna. We sho nuf be catchin' this peunez, for true. As we say, <a href="http://www.lafayettetravel.com/culture/language/french_phrases.cfm" target="_blank">lache pas la patate</a>! Mais, but that's the work I do, ya know? So, mon capitan, what do dis here Young Guy fella an his kung-fu copain hafta do wit little ole me?"</p><p></p><p><em>On second thought, maybe Phat is easier to understand.</em> Osbourne gamely forged ahead, "Givins has a sheet here, though it's short. Mainly drug lab work and we could never tag him with anything big. Got off with a little time, mostly probation. We know that he moves in a lot of the same circles as the people we suspect are involved in making Poo."</p><p></p><p>Boudreaux couldn't hold it anymore. He had been giggling every time Osbourne mentioned "Poo" but the last comment put him over the edge. The cajun threw his head back and guffawed. Even Phat was smirking. Osbourne turned beet red.</p><p></p><p>"Now listen here, dammit! You start doing that out on the street and somebody'll know you're a cop! Or at least not one of them! And these people will sure as sh*t turn your ass into gumbo or jambalaya or whatever it is you people cook down there!" Osbourne rounded on Phat, "Or damn egg foo young! So cut the horsesh-"</p><p></p><p>Osbroune stopped in mid-curse. A bright light was streaming in through the half open blinds on his office door. He bolted to the door and threw it wide.</p><p></p><p>"What the hell? <strong>WHO IN THE HELL LET A CAMERA CREW IN MY G*DDAMN PRECINCT!??!</strong>"</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Pierce, post: 1453942, member: 12161"] [b]Intro 3[/b] Captain Osbourne stood and stepped around the desk to greet the Cajun as the desk sergeant opened his office door. "You must be Del Boudreaux. I'm Jack Osbourne." As Boudreaux gripped his hand, the captain noted how rough the man's hands were. [I]His palms feel like scales.[/I] "Come on in and have a seat and I'll fill you in. Robertson, that'll be all," Osbourne pushed the uniformed cop back out into the bullpen and closed the door. He perched up on the corner of his desk as Boudreaux sat heavily in a guest chair. "I do so thank you mon Capitan. I may have been sittin' for the past two days, but a Harley ain't no Lay-Zee-Boy, for true. Most gracious of you." "Don't mention it. Mr. Boudreaux, this is Chu Don Phat," Osbourne motioned towards a small Asian man standing against the wall. Boudreaux jumped a little; Osbourne realized that he hadn't seen the man standing there. Understandable - one's eyes tended to slide off Phat. "Velly pleased to meet you, Mr. Boodlo," Phat's accent was thick as he executed a slight bow towards Boudreaux. "Bonjour, Monsieur Phat. You done gave me da freesons, fuh shore!" [I]Geez, can't understand either one of them. Well, at least the Boudreaux guy is clean as far as my buddy down in New Orleans knows.[/I] Osbourne looked from one to the other, gathering his thoughts. "Alright, gentlemen. You might be wondering why I've got both of you in here. Mr. Phat here just arrived here in LA yesterday. He's on loan from the Hong Kong PD temporarily to investigate a murder. HKPD believes the suspect - a fella named Wan Yung Gi - is now in the LA area. Mr. Boudreaux here," Osbourne turned to face Phat, "is a licensed bounty hunter from Louisiana. He called our department last week to try and track down a guy named Tyrone Givins. Givins broke out of the Louisiana State Penitentiary two weeks ago. Mr. Boudreaux has some indications that Givins has connections here in the city." Osbourne stood and made his way back behind his desk. "Meanwhile, we've been experiencing a rash of drug activity. There's a new drug showing up around - a highly processed opiate they call 'POO' on the streets. We-" "Poo?" Boudreaux grinned dangerously. "Ain't dat another word for merde? De stuff that come out da end of a dawg?" "Yep. Don't kids these days say the darndest things? It's short for Purified Optimized Opium. And now you know about as much as any of us." "Wha's dat got ta do wit me and Mr. Chinois here?" "Glad you asked, son. This Gi that Mr. Phat is looking for has connections to the Triad - China's answer to the Mafia. We're working under the assumption that the Triad is at least getting a taste of the POO on the import side of things. We speculate that Gi was brought over here either as extra local muscle of to get him out of Hong Kong." Phat broke in, "If I may, Captain Osbourne?" The captain waved him on. "Yung Gi is known in Hong Kong as assassin. I have been trying to catch him for many year. He is man who kill my partner. I must catch Yung Gi. I will not leave without him, dead or alive. You understand?" "Hey hey, shure I do! Mais, you don' worry none, podna. We sho nuf be catchin' this peunez, for true. As we say, [URL=http://www.lafayettetravel.com/culture/language/french_phrases.cfm]lache pas la patate[/URL]! Mais, but that's the work I do, ya know? So, mon capitan, what do dis here Young Guy fella an his kung-fu copain hafta do wit little ole me?" [I]On second thought, maybe Phat is easier to understand.[/I] Osbourne gamely forged ahead, "Givins has a sheet here, though it's short. Mainly drug lab work and we could never tag him with anything big. Got off with a little time, mostly probation. We know that he moves in a lot of the same circles as the people we suspect are involved in making Poo." Boudreaux couldn't hold it anymore. He had been giggling every time Osbourne mentioned "Poo" but the last comment put him over the edge. The cajun threw his head back and guffawed. Even Phat was smirking. Osbourne turned beet red. "Now listen here, dammit! You start doing that out on the street and somebody'll know you're a cop! Or at least not one of them! And these people will sure as sh*t turn your ass into gumbo or jambalaya or whatever it is you people cook down there!" Osbourne rounded on Phat, "Or damn egg foo young! So cut the horsesh-" Osbroune stopped in mid-curse. A bright light was streaming in through the half open blinds on his office door. He bolted to the door and threw it wide. "What the hell? [B]WHO IN THE HELL LET A CAMERA CREW IN MY G*DDAMN PRECINCT!??![/B]" [/QUOTE]
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