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 Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 10:39 pm
"But first, I probably need to set up a scrambler... those government guys are so annoying. You know, it would be funny if some random government guy was listening to us. He'd be like 'what the bloody hell are they talking about.'" Laura laughed.
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 10:46 pm
Tony chucked. "Yeah, damn pigs. All of them. All those ******** who work for the law and government" he said drunkenly.
Arthur frowned at that comment.
"Yeah, set up the scrambler as long...as long as it doesn't inter-interfere...excuse me...with speaking with Grand-uncle" Tony said.
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 10:50 pm
"Of course." Laura replied sweetly.
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 10:54 pm
"Alright. I'll go let you do that. I'm so totally wasted right now" Tony said.
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 10:55 pm
"Ok. Talk to you later Tony. Have fun screwing bar wenches." Laura giggled.
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 10:58 pm
"Yeah...huh..wha...hey!" Tony said, "goodbye". He hung up. The goodbye part was in a light friendly tone.
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 11:12 pm
Laura laughed merrily when she hung up the phone. She had too much fun messing with him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 11:14 pm
Tony got up and staggered down the rest of the hallway. He found the staircase near the front doors of the Don's mansion and climbed up the stairs...with some difficulty.
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 11:31 pm
Laura continued to drive the plane. She would call the Don at her next stop.
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 11:31 pm
((At least a picture would be great, Anin. How he looks will decide Juliana's reaction. ;D))
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 11:33 pm
Giovanni was currently overseeing someone who owed money being 'convinced' that it was in his best interest to pay the Forelli family back.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 8:53 am
((I'll find one biggrin ))
Trist looked at Ryan as the woman over the phone mentioned something about a scrambler. He shrugged and pulled out his cell phone, asking someone higher up about a counter.
"She's in a jet, so she's using a 46," Ryan stated. "Just use the pseudo-random counter for the 46. Yeah. Yes sir. Thank you," he hung up and waited, then dialed another number. "Sir? Requesting a pseudo-random counter for the 48 scrambler. Thank you sir," he said, hanging up. The calls were finished within two minutes. These military guys were good. "De-scramblers will be launched after she launches hers," he informed them. "It may take a few minutes though, at most three."
"One step ahead of me," Trist grinned. "Although I don't have military buffs to back me up." She was teasing, and Ryan knew that. She had buffs everywhere to back her up. For a 16-year-old, she had a lot of contacts. And those contacts had contacts.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 2:29 pm
Arthur looked at Ryan and nodded. "Thank you very much" he said, "I was worried we would loose the vital information we were listening for".
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 8:22 pm
 ((Here's Ryan lol I was going to use some other pictures, but I think I'll save them for the one-on-one, Mayhem.
The pic reminds me of my boyfriend XD
Oh, and Ryan has green/hazel eyes.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 8:28 pm
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...}((Wow! He's cute! ~<3 Heehee.
Seriously? I can't wait! I'll use my best pictures for that too! twisted ))
Silently, Juliana watched the exchange, gazing at Ryan thoughtfully.
The whore part of Sami wondered how good he was in bed. Juliana, a much more modest persona, had to dismiss the thought in favor of staying in character.
Sami, however, was worried in particular. A part of her hoped someone would shoot Laura's plane down and get it over with, and yet another part prayed that the descramblers wouldn't work.
For the time being, regardless of what she had heard, her loyalty was with the Mafia.
Too many conversations like the one she had just heard, however, and that could very well change.
In love or not, Sami wasn't stupid. If it was determined when Laura got back - if she did - that Tony really WAS planning on double-playing them, she'd have to kill them both and then bring the mafia crashing to the ground.
Not too impossible, she thought dryly. Not too impossible at all.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.)
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