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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:54 pm
"He's right you know. I don't mind pulling a few barrel rolls." Laura replied.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:54 pm
Rose sighed, "Laura, what are you going to do with us?" she sat up, "I've already been torchered once by the mob, and I'm not looking forward to that again."
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:59 pm
((orchered? What do trees have to do with it? rofl ))
"Oh. I don't know. I do as I wish, so you never quite know. And even if I did know, I wouldn't tell you. That would ruin all of the fun." Laura replied.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 10:06 pm
"Do you usually act like a psyco or is that just a side effect of your personality?" Replied Rose as she streached her shoulders a bit. (DAMN SPELLING MISTAKES!)
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 10:11 pm
"It's an act." Laura sighed. "It's not like it really matters. I'm a mass murderer anyway."
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 10:20 pm
Rose shrugged, "Join the club. That's nothing new in New York."
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 10:23 pm
Anthony just sighed. He figured it would be like this for the rest of the trip back.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 10:29 pm
Laura rolled her eyes. She figured that Rose obviously had no experience in killing. She just passed her off as being another stupid, ignorant individual.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 10:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 10:42 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 10:49 pm
Rose glared, "Damnit...." She looked at the food Laura left and growled, "Oh you're evil." Their food were frozen TV dinners.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 1:14 pm
LovetoCauseMayhem I haven't lost anything ęxćėpŧ mŷ MİŊĐ.I try to take off mŷ ĦĚĄĐ śőmęŧımēś.(You could be empty.)  You felt the ĊŐŁĐŊĖŞŚ in my eyes, and something I'm not ŘĘVĖĄŁİŊĢ. Though you got used to my ĐĮŜĠŲİŞĚ, you can't shed this awful FĘĒŁİŊĢ. [There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.] Sharpen UP your ŦĘĒŦĤ. Your dreams are MORE than worth ĐĘFĖŊĐĮŊĢ. {You need to let go...}Juliana looked up at Arthur, then smiled at him before settling back in her chair.
Standing up, she took her uniform and went into the bathroom to change into it.
Once in there, she slipped into a stall and pulled out a cell phone; turned off.
She opened it, pressed a code into the apparently non-responsive keys, and turned it on.
Once it booted, it asked for two more passwords. She imputed them.
She was now using Sami's phone.
She sent two messages. One to Tony, the other to Felipe and Danave.
Felipe and Danave:
I'm in. Yes.
Then to Tony:
I'm in. I'm safe. I love you.
Then she turned off the phone and slipped it back inside her pocket. Changing into her uniform, she folded up her clothes and put them into the plastic that had come with the uniform.
Walking back to her desk, she folded that up and set it behind her chair before smiling at Trist.
"Hello!" She greeted good-naturedly. "I'm Juliana, a new recruit. It's a pleasure to meet you!" Her smile widened as she noticed their desks were right next to each other. "I guess we're paperwork buddies then!"In a FIGHT that's ŊĘVĒŔ-ĖŊĐĮŊĢ, go on. Go ahead and PŖŎVĘ MĖ WŘŎŊĢ. {...of letting go...} It's the me that İ ŁĘŦ ŶŐŲ KŊŌŴ, 'cause I never show - İ ĦĄVĒ MŶ ŖĒĂŞŐŊŚ. Feel the pain that İ ŊĒVĘŘ ŚĦŌŴ, and I hope you know İŤ'Ş ŊĖVĘŔ ĦĔĄŁİŊĠ. [Some things can't be treated, so don't make me be myself around you.] If you need a confession, Į'm ĢŪİŁŦŸ.Let's twist the knife 'til they čąŋ'ŧ šŧőp βŁĘĚĐİŊĢ..(And I could be right here empty with you.) Trist smiled at Juliana's out-going personality. Maybe Trist had found someone to be crazy with, finally. "Hi, I'm Trist," she said, not hesitating at all in the way she gave her name. It was an odd, uncommon one, but it showed character by the way she wasn't at all embarassed. "The pleasure is all mine," she grinned, holding out her hand. She looked at the desks, then back at Juliana. "Paperwork is usually either when we have to file a report after a case or when the secretaries want a day off," the sixteen-year-old officer smiled mischievously.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 8:40 pm
"I heard that!" came the police secretary's voice.
Anthony sighed.
Tony wandered around, looking for something to do.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 9:00 pm
"You're looking in the wrong spot you moron. The foods in the blue cooler. There's bottled water, bread, cheese, crackers, sandwich meat, a couple apples and peaches, napkins, the works."
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 9:31 pm
Rose narrowed her eyes, "Hands tied behind back. I can't eat anything!" (Damn...don't list food again!!! made me hungry!!!))
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