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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 8:47 pm
Anthony grabbed Laura's wrist and squeezed it hard, trying to losen her grip on him. He would not stop struggling.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 9:03 pm
Unfortunately for Anthony, he forgot that Laura was a sword fighter with a strong grip, but still, her grip seemed to lesson somewhat. Laura slipped into the back of the small town and entered into the back door of the local hotel.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 10:24 pm
((she couldn't have gotten that far that fast, could she?))
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 10:38 pm
((Well, it's happening over a long period of time, but I'm keeping things terse so we can keep going with the plot smoothly. I mean, it's one thing when your doing professional writing that you keep a time frame, but in rps, you tend to want to get from point 'a' to point 'b' in order to keep things interesting, which is a major part of the enjoyment. This is actually one of the first rps I've gotten into where people don't 'rush write' (hence why Mayhem's small little detour lasted 4 months). ))
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 11:12 pm
((ah, I see))
"Where are you taking me?!" Anthony demanded.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 11:22 pm
"We're almost there." Laura replied calmly. She carried him down a ways and stopped at a door. She released with one hand but kept a hold on him with the other hand. She dug through her pockets and pulled out her room key.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 11:28 pm
Anthony tried to bite Laura's arm.
The police secretary was still impatiently waiting for Trist.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 11:36 pm
"What the hell are you doing? Did you just suddenly decided to be a cannibal or were you secretly one the whole time." Laura said in a teasing voice. She unlocked the door and with the same hand, turned the knob and pushed it open. She pushed Anthony into the room, letting him go, and then locked the two of them in. She pocketed the key and picked up a rope sitting on the table.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 11:36 pm
((I don't know if I should be offended or not. What was this small detour?))
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 11:45 pm
((Um... the whole 'lets make Tony meet Sami's bosses' thing where you practically forced me to stay out of it and I when we got in that fight. Yeah, the main reason I got so mad is that I waited all summer to post. Seriously, I almost started counting days! Actually, I think it was longer then 5 months, but the 5th month was when zfatal and I got in the epic battle between the bioweapon and the cyborg so it wasn't so bad... honestly I don't like how that turned out. I wish he kinda stayed on longer... *sighs* ))
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 12:12 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 12:22 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 1:33 pm
Rose tracked down Anthony and Laura over to the city. She was about to storm the building, but then she stopped. She looked down at herself. she looked savage. She was nearly naked, for the exception of underwear and a robe. She wasn't even wearing shoes, which was a bloody pain going through the woods. She couldn't even call for backup because the lacking of a cell phone. SHE LEFT IT AT THE HOUSE!!! She trid to figure it out. when she saw her salvation. Hanging laundry. IT was more hotter these days, so it would be logical others would hang up their cloths instead of waste electricity. She snuck into the backyard and grabbed some mud coverd boots by the door. Why is it always cowboy boots? She thought as she nabbed a plain white shirt and some low bottom jeans. She dressed very quickly, thanking god that the owners wern't home, hopped the fence and headed into the hotel. (^-^' I couldn't have her storm the hotel in a bra and panties...as entertaining as that would be.)
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 4:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 10:30 pm
"What are you planning on doing?!" Anthony demanded.
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