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[buries]

free for all: open rp post.

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me too. so much.

[feeltheburn]

Of course he could have, but when does Michael Westen ever do things the easy way? He gets something on his mind and he does it. Besides, he knew how busy Lois could get and he needed her to know it was serious.

"Is that how you greet all of your out-of-town guests?" He asked. "Because your welcome wagon could really use some work." He pushed past her and walked right in, not waiting on an invitation. He let out a light whistle as he looked around.

"Nice place you have here." He put his hands in his pockets and spun around on his heel to face her. "So are you going to help me or not? I'm pretty sure you owe me a favor."

[typoing]

Lois didn't have time to turn herself into a wall to block Michael's path. When he pushed past her shoulder, she looked up to the heavens and hoped for some patience. With her editor breathing down her neck, and the threat of Chloe simply outdoing her, because, lets face it, Chloe's the better journalist and always will be, Lois was about ready to snap from all the pressure. She kept the door open a few moments longer in an attempt to somehow pinch herself awake from this particular nightmare. "An insult and a request all in the same sentence," she said. "You have quite some skill there, Westen."

She turned around and threaded her arms against her chest, head tilted and eyebrow arched to show how unimpressed she was. "I'm sure the favour was repaid the moment I saved your ass from being grilled."

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[feeltheburn]

He gave her one of his famous smirks at that. "I have many skills, Lane. I don't really have time to reveal them all to you right now, so let's get passed that."

"As for who owes who..." His head tilted as well in an opposite way. He kind of liked getting under her skin this way. Most people in his life just ignored his abrupt ways. "Yes, but in the beginning you came to me, so it's still my turn. If it makes you feel any better I'm sure there will be a chance for me to save your ass by the end of the day."

And then there was the grin. "How about it? For old times sake?"