#Elaine Grazzo

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Booker: I think I just figured something out. I got to go.

Elaine: Aren't you forgetting something?

Booker: Uuh...*hesitantly kisses Elaine's forehead before running out.*

Elaine: No, pay your bill! Were you raised in a barn?

#Elaine Grazzo #Dennis Booker #Elaine/Dennis--I Can't Do Everything But I'll Do Anything For You I Can't Do Anything Except Be In Love with You

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The building was an absolute mess. In between ransacked desks, overturned filing cabinets, and papers strewn every which way, Ben found it to be an absolute miracle that Elaine was only minorly harmed.

“Hey,” he soothed, “easy now.” Holding up his hands, he slowly knelt alongside her as she tremblingly touched her hairline. Her eyes widened in horrified recognition, and then as she jerked her head left and right, attempting to make sense of her surroundings, Ben shrugged out of his suit jacket and curled it around her shoulders.

“Try not to panic,” he encouraged. “You were in a bit of a bind, but the important thing now is that you’re all right.”

“How….how? There’s a guard…at…at the front desk….you must have….have seen him….”

Ben shook his head. “I don’t recall a guard, no.” Brow creasing, he added, “Do you think he’s potentially in on this attack? Is it possible that he let someone inside? Someone he knew so well that they didn’t require a pass?”

There were many a number of options here, unfortunately. The guard could be part of the attack; the guard could be the attacker; or, the most likely of all, the guard recognized the perp and let them in without a single cause for concern. The only problem with that theory was the man was presently nowhere to be found. Had he left with the assailant, or was he taken by force?

Elaine shifted on the floor, clearly still in pain. “What’re you….doing here so late anyways?”

Unable to help it, Ben snorted. “What, am I the one on trial here?” he wryly asked. “Don’t worry about it. I have a poor sleep schedule, so I was up and in town, and decided to stop by and see if there were any updates.” He looked around them with a huff. “Evidently, my intuition was right to take me here. I’ve already called for help, so we can get someone to examine you very soon. In the meantime...” Here, he unearthed a flask from his hip with a rueful smile. “I’m not technically on the clock right now, so I wanted a nightcap. But given your situation, I think you deserve it a little more.”

Having a seat alongside her, Ben loosened his tie a bit and sighed. “Do you remember anything that happened, Miss Grazzo? Anything at all?”

#avictimofthejazz #late night attack #v: modern au #//LoL i mean that's always welcome for him xD #even though he starts a lot of the bickering tbh lol #ben's like 'hey don't you just need to relax' #'lol jk' *proceeds to grill her about everything that happened*

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//Since I have a few more followers around, here are all the RP blogs you can find me at @thereismoretomylifethenice Disney’s Frozen muses--Queen Elsa (most active), Kristoff and Hans. (low activity in general) 

@avictimofthejazz 1970s/1980s Multi-muse. A-Team, SWAT 1975, Knight Rider, Adam-12, Remington Steele, and Booker muses. Characters as follows: Templeton ‘Face Man’ Peck, BA Baracus, Dr. Maggie Sullivan, Dr. Kelly Stevens, Officer Jim Street, Michael Knight, Officer Jim Reed, Murphy Michaels, and Elaine Grazzo.  (High activity) 

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All blogs are crossover and multi-verse friendly. Historical muses have modern/mostly modern AUs, more modern muses have historical AUs. Housekeeping is embarrassingly far behind--just message me if you have questions XD

#Something's Melting (ooc)

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Incorrect Quotes: 21 Jump Street:

crazed killer: We have Booker

Elaine: Let me speak with him

killer: Go ahead, you’re on speaker

Elaine: you're such a dumbass, how the hell did you manage to get yourself kidnapped AGAIN?! Do you KNOW how much I’ve paid in ransoms this year?!!!

#incorrect quotes #21 jump street #Dennis Booker #elaine grazzo

[wecangobackvictorious]

"Everything all right, sir?" Elaine Grazzo paused in organizing the filing cabinet when the new instructor came into the room. The receptionist was fairly new herself--California was a far cry from her home state but, she hoped, the change would be good for her. She knew all the instructors had offices in this building--quite possibly he was just trying to find his. --Elaine Grazzo/VictimoftheJazz

Martian Julian received the call from Metcalf two weeks ago, completely out of the blue. It shocked him, to say the least. He was by no means a modern day fighter pilot. That overwhelming thought lingered in his mind.  In his day, the best aircraft he flew was a piston engine. To top it off, or make matters worse, Easy enlisted in the service as an Army Air Corp pilot...not the Navy. That alone on his entire flight from Atlanta to California, had him studying every bit of information he could. He never liked to be unprepared for anything. 

If teaching them maneuvers proved difficult to be accomplished. He could try morals. After all, it was the only reason he could find for his request to be at Top Gun. In the war, he moved up the ranks as Captain, at just twenty-four years old and had a distinguished record behind his name.  

The expanse of Top Gun was quite impressive. It almost makes him nostalgic as he lingers around the halls, finding the memorabilia that lingers the place. A few pilots pass him, the familiar confidence and swagger oozing from them. His stomping grounds weren’t even nearly as neat as this. It further makes him realize that he just might be in over his head. The voice snaps him from his exploration. He stops in the doorway, realizing he’s entered an office. Probably far from where he should be.

“Yes ma’am,” He answers quicker than he wants. A flare of youthful confidence had taken over and the last thing he wants is to seem out of place. Martian stands there for a beat longer before shaking his head with a bashful laugh. 

 “Well I-actually...I think I’m lost.” 

Easy scrambled for the paper out of his pocket, trying to read the crumpled paper he had wrote on two weeks ago. “I might be in the wrong place. Commander Metcalf told me my office would be 7A, close to the Executive Officer’s” 

No one really told him much other than that. He was technically here as a civilian consultant, so he was some things were off limits. Upon his arrival he was to get settled in, while Metcalf introduced the newest class, and at some point Metcalf would find the time for him. The first few days would guarantee to be rough.  

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#avictimofthejazz #Easy-80s Verse

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#Booker #High Rise #Dennis Booker #Elaine Grazzo #Richard Grieco #Katie Rich #hug #friends #embrace

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Elaine: I'm a nice person, but I'm about to start throwing rocks at people.

#Booker Incorrect Quotes #Elaine Grazzo

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What Type of Love Interest Would You Be in a Dating Simulator?

The childhood best friend who's been in love with the main character their whole life

You're a loyal person to the core, and probably a hopeless romantic as well. You're full of love for those you care about, and that's both your biggest strength and weakness. You would do anything for them, even if it means hurting your own feelings. You will hide all your pain and your needs as longs as that means the rest gets to be happy. You biggest struggle is to clearly communicate your feelings, and you'll always try to avoid those conversations or pretend everything is fine (when it isn't). Remember you deserve to receive the same love you give.

The stoic team leader who doesn't trust the main character at first

You often feel like you need to take responsibility for those around you and to protect them. You struggle to show your love through other means, so you take that task seriously. Your friends know they can always count on you no matter what. However that leads you to be mistrustful of others' actions before getting to know them, usually assuming the worst of them. On the exterior you might seem cold, calculating and distant. But those close to you know that's far from the truth, you just have a particular way of demonstrating it. When it comes to love, you'll probably try to deny it at first, bury it before it grows more than it should. Mostly because you're so accustomed to being the strong one, that allowing yourself to be vulnerable for once scares you. But it's exhausting to constantly keep that guard up, sometimes you need to take a rest and allow yourself to be the one being taken care of. Don't forget that.

The socially akward brains of the team

Socialization doesn't come easy to you. You might struggle to be heard or seen by the ones around you so you prefer to avoid it all together, as frustrating as it can be sometimes. For that reason you might be selective with the people you blend with, and at times it might seem that nobody will truly understand you. But when you find those who resonate with you, you're an extremely kind and loyal friend. Most importantly, you're smart, and people always value that about you. They will constantly rely on you, ask for your guidance and advice, and you're happy to provide it. You like being the reliable friend. You don't get crushes easily, but when you do you don't really know how to handle them. They feel overwhelming and like a waste of time. There's no way they like me back, is it? What if I ruin it? What if I'm reading way too much into it? Remember to relax enjoy the feeling once in a while, chances are that your crush sees that intelligent and kindhearted person everyone else seen in you as well

Tagged/Stolen from: @timeguardians

#OOC #Templeton 'Faceman' Peck #Muse: Officer Jim Street #Muse: Elaine Grazzo

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@honorhearted​

Continued from Here

As soon as the man explained his situation, Elaine nodded. “Oh—you must be Mr. Tallmadge. Ms. Rudd told us that you would be coming here today. Dennis had to run an errand, but he’ll be back in a few minutes. He left me the files though, so you can start looking at them.”

Elaine decided to tactfully leave out the fact that when Dennis went out to run errands, they sometimes took several hours, and he came back with a black eye. There was no point in worrying Mr. Tallmadge about that. He had enough to worry about with the Arnold case. The Arnold case was already front-page news…but then when a decorated war-hero tuned into a potential traitor (though never proven) wound up murdered not long after his significantly younger wife took out an extensive life insurance policy on the man through Teshima….well….that kind of case did make headlines. Especially when there were rumors of an attractive lover in the background. Teshima’s interests centered less around the salacious details, however, and more on the fact that they would have to pay Mrs. Arnold a cool six million dollars if she had nothing to do with her husband’s death. Needless to say, Chick Stirling—the head manager of this office—was more then keen to find a connection between Mrs. Arnold and the murder. Since the murder became public knowledge, it had been the primary case on Booker’s, and therefore her, desk. Finding the files, she knew Mr. Tallmadge would want, she handed them over. “The life insurance paperwork is right on top—Mrs. Arnold took out the policy about eight weeks ago.” She paused before adding, “Between you and me, normally we don’t like handling policies this big, but the Shippen family has connections, you know. And Mrs. Arnold said she needed that much to cover debts from her husband’s failed business schemes if he should die all of a sudden.” Or be found dead in his car on a deserted track by the reservoir with the back of his head blown out by a gunshot wound. Mrs. Arnold eagerly supplied the police with a rather long list of enemies her husband had made but interest still kept circling back to her. She certainly had the most to gain and disgruntled business partners rarely shot each other—a dead body could not pay off debts easily.

“You can take a seat in here, Mr. Tallmadge,” She went to push open the door that separated her desk from Dennis’s office. “Do you want coffee or anything?”

#Muse: Elaine Grazzo #honorhearted #Elaine IS a secretary so you're good there XD #and Dennis is Booker's first name #and Ms. Rudd is basically the main assistant to the company president Chick Stirling

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Open--Elaine Grazzo

“Can you believe this guy?” Elaine rolls her eyes good-naturedly, a smile hovering over her lips as the gentleman in front of her keeps babbling on about his lizard collection, obvious to the world around him.  Going to parties is always an interesting adventure, and a way to meet new people. Too often though, she meets guys more like Lizard Fanatic here then any real winners. Still... hope always sprang eternal it seems...  “Come on,” She gestures for the person next to her to step away. “Let’s try and slip away before he starts explaining his process for acquiring mealworms. Unless you’re really into the fascinating world of Lizard Upkeep, and want to stay longer?” 

#Muse: Elaine Grazzo #Open Starter!!

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Elaine jumped a bit, almost dropping the offending office implement, when Easy addressed her. “Oh…um….” A flushed turned her ears pink. “I was kind of…talking to myself….” Clearing her throat, she held the stapler up for Easy to see. She doubted it would do anything to remove the baffled look from the man’s face, but it seemed like a decent enough start. “If I was into betting, I’d say that Sheila—she covers for me on my days off—I’ll bet she tried to staple like thirty sheets of paper together and jammed it up.” Perching on the corner of her desk, Elaine pried the stapler open, dumped most of the staples into her palm and set them down next to her. Then she squinted down into the device before sighing. “Yep….just like I thought. There’re four or five staples stuck at the opening, and they’ve all tangled together.”

Reaching up, she started patting her hair down and stopped abruptly when she realized she wore it loose that morning. “You…uh…wouldn’t happen to have anything on you that I could pull these out with, sir? Normally I use a bobby pin but…uh….I don’t have one today and I don’t want to upend my purse looking for strays.”

#Muse: Elaine Grazzo #wecangobackvictorious #and the hurt/comfort aftermath is so easy to write too..... #I debated and offered it to the other muses #but Elaine wanted it so here you go XD

[avictimofthejazz]

What Is Your Place in the Royal Court?

The Knight.

A defender, strong as stone, you make it a mission to defend. never would you turn your back on those in need; valorous, a paragon, a sword raised in battle with a cry on your lips... but, be warned, noble knight, that you do not fall to the sword, yourself. are these ideals worth dying for?

The Jester.

You spark humor wherever you wander, always seeking to brighten a room with the roar of laughter. but, you are no fool. you have seen the pain in the world, and you would give anything to keep others from feeling it, too. though, humor is a balm, not a cure. take care you do not merely conceal your tragedy beneath a smile.

The Knight

A defender, strong as stone, you make it a mission to defend. never would you turn your back on those in need; valorous, a paragon, a sword raised in battle with a cry on your lips... but, be warned, noble knight, that you do not fall to the sword, yourself. are these ideals worth dying for?

#Muse: Officer James Street #Muse: Elaine Grazzo #Muse: Officer Jim Reed

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Which Fairytale Archetype are You?  Pt. 2

The Boy King

The boy king has a huge burden placed on his shoulders. With a dead father who perished in battle or was poisoned, a shrewd and scheming mother, an abundance of homicidal relations, and a nation to rule, he can either become a puppet or the most formidable ruler a nation has seen.

The Scrappy Hero A farmer with a dirty face who gains half the kingdom and the princesses' hand in marriage. Most likely the youngest son of three, distinguished not by opportunity, but by either his wits, or his kindness towards all he encounters, from royals to honeybees, which causes him to garner favours and praise.

The Scrappy Hero

A farmer with a dirty face who gains half the kingdom and the princesses' hand in marriage. Most likely the youngest son of three, distinguished not by opportunity, but by either his wits, or his kindness towards all he encounters, from royals to honeybees, which causes him to garner favours and praise.

The Boy King

The boy king has a huge burden placed on his shoulders. With a dead father who perished in battle or was poisoned, a shrewd and scheming mother, an abundance of homicidal relations, and a nation to rule, he can either become a puppet or the most formidable ruler a nation has seen.

#Muse: Murphy Michaels #Muse: Michael Knight #Muse: Officer James Street #Muse: Elaine Grazzo #Hahah split right down the middle here #but all of them actually fit fairly well XD #Though Elaine would TOTALLY be a puppet unless someone like Dennis was there to help her

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"Icons only" Booker's been arrested again and is being held over without bail this time cause the courts deemed him a flight risk.

#Muse: Elaine Grazzo #Elaine's like Guess I'm looking up lawyers now

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What is Elaine's greatest fear and why?

Elaine’s greatest fear is to be forgotten—to go through her life in a rut that never leads to anything beyond the absolute basics of being alive. She is not asking to change the world, or become a celebrity—she just wants to know that she did something that justifies her existence. That she was important to someone, or took on a cause that mattered. This worry stems from her parents. Both of them constantly insisted to Elaine and her older sister Kathleen that neither of them would turn into anything useful. They claimed that the only hope the girls had was to marry wealthy men, as they would not be able to do anything on their own. Kathleen married her trust-fund baby, but Elaine never found one. Though she claims it does not matter, and she is not worried about money or social status, the idea preys on her mind. Sometimes she thinks she missed her shot by not getting a rich fraternity guy at college the way Kathleen did—but then sometimes she is convinced she still has one. Those little moments give her hope.

#Muse: Elaine Grazzo #Thanks!!!

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Open

“I need to get out of this office so I’m going out to get coffee.  Does you want something too?” The secretary pauses in the doorway, waiting to see if her friend has any requests before she leaves. 

#Muse: Elaine Grazzo #open