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 Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 9:49 pm
((I've been trying, but it's kinda hard. I was just going to check my messages before going to bed, but my sister started lecturing me. Ugg... even though I'm ignoring her, her voice is so loud that I can't quite tune it out. Of course, just so you know, my sister is one of those people that thinks that everyone has time for her dispite if you say your 'sleepy' or 'hungry' or anything else. Eternal asked if I could post in the Rps too, so I thought I might as well since I'm not getting any sleep any time soon anyway. So I thought I would post until my sister runs out of breath and finally lets me go to bed. I'd give her about 10 more minutes... ))
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 9:57 pm
((well, then. let's keep going shall we?))
Arthur followed the jet in the direction along with the FBI. They lost sight of it, but it was still being tracked via sattelite.
Tony was waiting for Laura to pick up. He was worried she wasn't speaking to him. She probably wouldn't after this.
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 10:03 pm
Laura still didn't pick up, though she was tempted to chunk the phone out the window. She pulled the lever back as she quickly turned on the landing gear and made a quick landing on the outskirts of New York city. The plane jolted and shook violently as they came to a stop. Laura, being a bio-weapon, was fine, though a little shaken up. Still, she wasn't sure about Anthony and Rose. The landing could have easily knocked them out or even killed them.
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 10:06 pm
((Guess he'll have to leave a message. razz ))
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 10:10 pm
((Ok, my sister is finally gone, so I'm heading off. Goodnight. ))
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 10:11 pm
Anthony lay sprawled in the back. He had landed on his wounded arm and was now in severe pain. He would have cried out in pain had he not faceplanted onto the floor and Rose landed on top of him.
Tony just left a message. "Hey Laura, it's Tony. I..I have something I need to tell you. I don't want to, but I have to. I got a message from my granduncle saying that I have to choose one girl only and that for business reasons, Sami is the better choice. I really don't want to do this, but I am afraid I can no longer be with you. Hate me if you want, but that's just how it's going to be. Sorry" he said. He hung up his phone and sighed. Usually when he dumped a girl he didn't care if she cried or hated him, but this time he did.
((goodnight))
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 6:10 pm
Laura swore again as she sat up. Her phone started going off again, saying that she had a new voice mail. Finally, she flipped it to see who had called her. When she saw Toni's name, she just closed it and shoved it into her pocket. "Probably a complaint about the sudden change of direction, or more drunk blather." She muttered. She sat up and turned to see how Anthony and Rose were doing in the back.
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 12:19 pm
Rose groaned out, "You freaken whore......." she sat up more straight. Her entire body hurt, but atleast she was still consious.
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 6:33 pm
((I HAVE RETURNED!!))
Aleister could no longer handle it.
It had been days since he had laid eyes on the man from The Company. He couldn't forget the fierce look in his red eyes, his tousled red hair, and this godly muscle tone. A smirk found its way on Aleister's lips, as he remembered the sexual thoughts he had upon looking at him. How badly Aleister wanted that body beneath him with his hot breath on his neck.
The thought made his heart wild, like he had injected himself with China White. He walked to the pin-stripe pants that hung off his bed and reached into the pocket. After sorting through pocket lint and loose change, he had reached a small piece of paper with sloppy writing written in a blue ball-point pen, the phone number of the man Aleister had sought.
Perhaps I should give him a ring...
Aleister flipped open his cell phone and pushed the illuminated keys to the number on the paper. He placed the phone to his ear, hoping to get an answer soon.
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 6:57 pm
I tried to move with a cool hand...
It didn't go as I planned.
I'm full of rookie maneuvers...
and gestures meant to be grand.
 "My daisy, you make me go crazy, forever amaze me.
Now let's let the day go lazy."((Lol China White.))
The man which Aleister spoke so highly of was currently - guess what - sleeping. In a very unattractive position, with blanket pulled up over his head and limbs sprawled in an eagle position with one arm and one foot hanging precariously over the bed. A mound of flaming red hair could be seen barely peeking out of the blanket.
"Listen girl, will you marry me (not now, boy...)? Are you well in the suffering? (You've been...) The most gracious of hosts - I may be invited girl, but I'm not coming in-"
Danave jerked at the music next to his bed as his phone started to go off, and he flipped over onto his back... and off the bed.
With an oomph, he collapsed ungracefully onto the floor next to his bed, his pillow slipping off after him to nonchalantly hit him squarely in the face.
Blindly, not even bothering to remove the pillow, Danave reached up and groped around the surface of the bedside table for the ringing device, finally finding it and letting out a muffled yawn of triumph before gripping it and pulling it down to his level.
Groggily, he finally pushed the pillow off his face and flung it aside, looking at his ringing phone.
"If it was up to me, I would've never walked out. So until the sun comes out, oh I hope you're waiting-"
"Hello?" Though he hadn't recognized the number, he had answered anyway, honestly hoping it wasn't someone who he had stupidly given his number to on one of his drunken escapades...
Speaking of which, what exactly had he been doing last night? Uh-oh. "My daisy, you know what I'm after- your musical laughter.
A more beautiful disaster..."
I cant believe what you create...
When you let your heart detonate.
You leave a path of delightful destruction.
You're quite the bomb, my daisy... Daisy Cutter ~ 311
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 7:05 pm
"Well, they're alive." Laura said bluntly. She dialed the don's number and waited for him to pick up.
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 7:49 pm
Giovanni picked up the phone. "Hello?" he answered.
Tony sat with his face cradled in both palms of his hands. He wasn't sure that he was going to do now. The mafia cars drove back in the direction the jet went.
Anthony slowly picked himself up and muttered "******** b***h", referring to Laura. He looked over at Rose. "You alright?" he asked, despite still being in quite a lot of pain.
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 8:02 pm
"I'm on the north end. I had to make an emergency landing. If I remember right, you had some men stationed near the old warehouse. Could you send them by before I'm bombarded with mafia and police?" Laura asked with calm politeness.
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 8:07 pm
"I've found a safe place for you to land, however there's something I need to find out first. Did Tony call you?" Giovanni asked, puffing his new cigar.
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 8:20 pm
"A safe place would be nice, but I'd have to refuel first. I have some emergency gas, so I should be fine. Getting back in the air will be a bit of a pain though." Laura replied, getting out, locking Anthony and Rose in the jet without the jet's ignition keys, and manually switching gas reserves. "Tony did call, but I was kinda busy trying not to die, so I didn't pick up. I figured it was either about where I landed or him just being drunk, so I thought it better to call you instead. Why? Was it important?"
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