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    <name>Alexandra Cabot [Law &amp; Order: SVU]</name>
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    <title>LJ - Otherways</title>
    <published>2008-01-21T04:24:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;small&gt;[OOM: &lt;a href="http://svu-ada.livejournal.com/6618.html"&gt;Greg visits for Christmas, bringing lots of gifts - for Greyden - but he and Alex don't go without. (Adult content warning!)]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been a nightmare and Greyden has a cold.  She's not in the mood to deal with bullshit, but she has to nearly geld some jerk blocking the entrance to her apartment in New York.  "Move or I'll rip your balls off, asshole."  Her glare is sharp as daggers and the guy in the way doesn't even breathe as he moves out of her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too annoyed to wait on the elevator, she walks up the five flights of stairs to her apartment.  At the door, she realizes she can't get to her keys without putting nearly everything down.  Her head makes a loud 'thump' against the door and she clenches her teeth in frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An eyebrow arches at the sound of locks shifting on the other side of the door.  She takes a deep breath, rocks back and lifts her head.  When she opens her eyes, Michael is on the other side of the door.  "Where were you ten minutes ago?" she snarls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know I'm not actually allowed to help you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shut up and take some of this shit before I drop it."  She thrusts several items at him that he begrudgingly takes if only so he doesn't lose vital body parts.  "I'm sorry, Michael," she apologizes as she pushes the door closed and shifts Greyden on her hip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shakes his head, waves a hand.  "Don't worry about it.  I know the feeling.  And I do wish I could help you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know."  She wipes Greyden's nose, which is met with much face-making and almost crying.  "I need space."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Know that feeling too.  Go on.  You deserve it.  I'll give you your Christmas gift when you get back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I get back?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael just smiles and hands over the few bags he'd been saddled with.  "When you get back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sneers and gathers her things up again.  "See ya."  Then she steps through the doorway in the living room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And into the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She steps off to one side enough to not block the door and drops her stuff.  With a sigh she just &lt;i&gt;looks&lt;/i&gt; at the bar, hoping she gets it.  When her bags and other non-necessary baby things disappear, she nods thanks, then looks for a very comfortable place to sit.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>islandofterror bio info</title>
    <published>2007-12-09T03:12:56Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Character Name:&lt;/b&gt; Laura Harper (known as Alexandra Cabot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Age:&lt;/b&gt; 23 July 1974 // 31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Occupation:&lt;/b&gt; Laura - private investigator; Alexandra - district attorney, leaning toward making a career as a judge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Journal:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='svu_ada' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://svu-ada.insanejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://svu-ada.insanejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;svu_ada&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PB:&lt;/b&gt; Stephanie March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Personality:&lt;/b&gt; Strong-willed and passionate, committed, but caring and romantic.  She's a kind woman, but getting her hackles up could prove detrimental to your health and your freedom (especially if you're on trial against her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; Laura - husband, Scott, missing since 1992, presumed dead since 1997; parents, David (d.1994) and Janet (d. 1998); brother - younger, Christopher, (d. 1993) - killed in the line of duty in the Middle East. *Her family all dying within such close span puts her under suspicion of killing her husband or having him killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura also has an older brother that she's never met; he was put up for adoption when he was born because Janet was only 15 at the time.  Laura has no idea if he is alive or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra - tells people her parents are dead and that she is an only child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;History:&lt;/b&gt; Originally from Miami, Florida, Laura was a private investigator.  When her husband went missing in 1992, she nearly lost everything because she devoted all of her time to trying to locate her husband instead of focusing on paying clients.  After five years of searching, she broke down.  She couldn't stay in Miami; the obsession of continuing to search for Scott was making her crazy, so she sold the house, changed her name, finished the Law degree she had started before she decided to become a P.I., passed the Bar, got some work under her belt and has now worked her way up to Assistant District Attorney and has been assigned to the Manhattan Special Victim's Unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;* The character of Alexandra Cabot on &lt;i&gt;L&amp;O:SVU&lt;/i&gt; is loosely based on Laura Harper's alternate self.  Laura is aware of the TV show and the character and doesn't pay either much mind at all.&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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