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 Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2005 8:23 pm
Henry was sitting in his hotel room, reading a book. He was leaned back in his chair, reading glasses placed low on the bridge of his nose.
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2005 8:38 pm
Scott lined up the shot, centering the sight on the middle of his head, and pulled the trigger.
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2005 8:43 pm
Burning Disaster Scott lined up the shot, centering the sight on the middle of his head, and pulled the trigger. ((CLICK xd ))
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2005 8:43 pm
Henry looked up as a round hole was shot through the window, and something bounced off his head. He rolled his eyes. "Stupid kids throwing rocks"
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2005 8:56 pm
Scott watched as the bullet did absolutely nothing. "s**t... Well that's one down." He pulled a paper out of his pocket, and crossed "Plan A: Kryptonite" off of the paper. "On two plan B: Spy and Sneak Attack"
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2005 9:00 pm
Henry called up the main floor and explained the situation. They moved him to a new suite a moment later.
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2005 9:04 pm
Brianne closed the door to Henry's suite. Someone wanted him dead.... and they were destroying the hotel doing it to. This bit of info was too much for Brianne, she was, after all, being paid to make sure everyone was taken care of. This was going to cut her pay.... big time.
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2005 9:14 pm
Scott took apart the gun and put it away. "I'll start plan B in the morning..." Then he hopped in the bed and... went to bed
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2005 9:59 pm
Henry always started his day with a nice one hour jog. He walked out of the hotel room in hundred dollar sweats. After taking a moment to stretch he started his jog, smiling pleasantly at anyone who passed by.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2005 10:14 pm
Scott was watching from the window, rubbing his face. "Why in gods name does this guy get up so early...." He got changed, grabbed his camera, and headed out after him.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2005 10:20 pm
Henry waved at an older couple, and then stopped his jogging to sign his autograph for a group of boyscouts--- rofl
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2005 10:29 pm
Scott followed, taking a picture every now and then. Allright, so he's not going to do anything bad out in the open...
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2005 10:39 pm
Henry turned and took a stop at the post office. He came back out a moment later holding a manilla folder under his arm.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2005 10:48 pm
Scott took a few pictures from the corner. I wonder what that could be. He continued following, contemplating wether he should just steal it and take off, or do it a less obvious way.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2005 10:52 pm
Henry continued down the street, taking a turn to a bakery where he bought a muffin and some coffee.
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