(D5)[CC] [RCK!Todd] A Plan

[Tamika Weir]

While Todd's patting did little to comfort her, it was sort of nice that he at least needed her enough now so that her pain was actually a problem instead of something good. She raised an eyebrow as Todd then proceeded to compare her relationship with Atlas to some show called Citylights. After a bit of thought, she could remember watching bits and pieces of a few episodes before in hotels. Vaguely, she remembered there being some auburn haired model named Kylie who Tamika had seen with some dark haired guy who she believed was a musician of some sort. All the rest she could remember were some of the characters' names and faces. Though the amount she remembered didn't really matter much since Todd proceeded to explain to her the entire Kylie and Trent story arch.

"Heh. Kylie sounds a lot like me. Though telling Atlas would never work. He's...okay, he sounds a lot like Trent actually. But everything working out so well only happens in stories and on TV. And this is reality, where people dump their partners for minor things. Atlas would dump me faster than I can blink if he knew what I've done. Happy endings just don't happen in real life."

Tamika was pulled from her thoughts by Todd complaining about not knowing some trivial detail and finishing his attempt at cheering her up. To be honest, Tamika had no idea what to say. No one who had ever treated her even remotely like this would ever have tried to cheer her up if she started crying. It didn't matter if she was helping them or not. Crying was weakness and anyone who shows weakness gets punished for it. After scrambling a bit in her brain for words, she finally replied.

"Thanks Todd. I guess...maybe things aren't as bad as I thought. If Atlas...actually cares about me, he'll understand, and everything will be alright. And it's not like I actually killed anyone like Kylie was forced to." Tamika weakly chuckled, though her expression was still quite downcast. She had killed people. Granted, some had deserved to die, yet others were completely innocent. And she wasn't even sure how much Atlas cared about her. Tamika wanted to believe, more than anything, that Atlas truly did love her, but she'd only known him for a few days. He couldn't have fallen in love with her that fast. He only wanted one thing. He would move one to someone better once he figured out she was missing. Tears threatened to be shed once again, yet Tamika forced them back.

"I'm sad to admit that I haven't really seen much of Citylights. I was always too busy..with work to watch much TV. Maybe you can tell me a bit about it. It certainly sounds like it has a complex and interesting plot."

[Todd Thorne]

"Oh yes it does..." Todd grinned, "It's the best fucking show ever! I didn't think I would be into it considering I'm a dude and it's a soap opera and all but...I was sick with the flu last year and my cable was out so that was all I had to watch the entire week I was stuck in bed."

"At first I was like fine, I'll watch it and make fun of it MST3k style but after two days I found to my surprise I was legitimately enjoying the show." He shook his head, "DID NOT expect that."

Todd leaned back his chair and took another drag from his cigarette, "I swear the show is like crack...once you start you can't stop! Heck, half the guys in the office watch it too, even if they won't admit it!"

Todd's eyes glanced at his watch and saw it was nearly 2 am. He let out a sigh and with a slap of his thighs stood and said, "As much as I would love to get into details about the current and glorious plot arch with Derrick, his secret club and the murdered models... we have some work to do." He jerked his head over to the dead body. "Blondie isn't going to hang herself up in Princess' yard. If we want the TEAM TODD plan to succeed we better get going and set up the scene!"

Todd walked over to the wrapped corpse and slung it over one of his broad shoulders. As he walked towards the door he turned Tamika's way and said, "I'll be right back for you Red. Let me first let me get the whore safely stashed in the truck," and then continued out the door and down the stairs leaving Tamika alone for the second time tonight.

[Tamika Weir]

Tamika listened carefully as Todd told her about his experiences with City Lights. To be honest, she wasn't that terribly interested in the show. She hadn't really watched TV much at all. At least not recently. The last time she watched TV regularly was a long time ago. Though, the way he talked about it, like it was the best thing in the world, made her a bit curious as to what it was like.

"Maybe if I get a chance I'll try to catch an episode or two back at the hotel. Though why the hell I'm taking advice on TV shows from a psycho like Todd is beyond me." As Todd headed down the stairs again, she breathed a sigh of relief. She was doing brilliant work at getting him to trust her. Though she loathed to admit it, he was actually being sort of pleasant since she gained his trust.

"Have you suddenly become retarded? This is the man who stole your switchblade, murdered a woman, and may have permanently scarred your face! And now you think he may be a nice guy?!? What could possibly lead you to believe that he's not just being nice to you since your helping him?" Then that song came back to her again, with the same male screaming voice that sounded like Todd's. She wondered if he was singing it after she had been knocked out and she for some reason was still partially lucid. Yet, she dismissed this theory, believing that if that were the case, she wouldn't remember it so clearly.

"Okay, what other reasons could there be for him badly singing Take On Me? She pondered this for a minute before the answer hit her harder than Todd ever had. "Karaoke! Why didn't I think of it before? He and I sang Take On Me Together!" In the craziness of yesterday and today, she had completely forgotten about that night at the SWERY65, yet now she remembered. He had seemed much friendlier and kinder then, nothing like the drug addict she'd imagine he'd have to be to use so much drugs to turn into a homicidal psycho. But that then left one question: If the red seeds were drugs that could cause someone to change from a friendly cop who sings Take On Me with random girls to a homicidal maniac and it doesn't seem like he took them willingly, than how the hell did he end up taking them? The basic answer seemed obvious; someone forced him to take the red seeds. Yet, that left the questions of who, why, and if and how they knew the red seeds would have this effect.

"Maybe it was Mr. Stewart. That guy seems completely untrustworthy and quite insane. Maybe in a fit of madness, he made Micheal give the red seeds to Todd and turn him into this maniac. Or maybe Micheal was acting alone. Maybe Micheal was hoping Todd would kill me. He certainly seemed to hate me enough to try something like that. Or it could have been Raincloud. He certainly was pretty shady. And I saw him in the graveyard where the red trees are. Maybe he was getting seeds the day I saw him. Urgh, too many possible suspects." Tamika spent the rest of the time until Todd came back pondering who would have given Todd the red seeds, finding herself no where closer to any answers.

[Keldwex]

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