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 Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 8:31 pm
((Sure you know what China White means. ;D))
The sound of Danave's voice caused a crooked smile to come upon Aleister's face. Danave had groaned his hello, as if he had just woken up.
"Hello there Danave," Aleister said teasingly, leaning back on his bed and crossing his legs, "Please, do tell me you remember who I am."
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 8:40 pm
"Well, there's something important that you need to know, though I'm sure Tony left a message or you need to call him. Let's just say this. I asked for help from Felipe and his organization The Company, of whom that girl Sami is part of. You best check your messages or call Tony" was what the Don said. He figured Laura could figure it out and/or dial Tony or check the message. Either way she would be hit with the news like a stack of bricks.
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 8:48 pm
Laura was silent for a moment. "I'm sorry don, but tell him to forget it. I can handle it myself." She replied, then hung up on him. She swore as she stuck her phone in her pocket. She knew what was coming, and she could guess why Tony called her. "That f****** b****!!" Laura yelled, kicking a rock and sending it flying. She finished switching the gas over and pressed on the plane in thought. She knew her stubbornness and emotions were causing her to make a mistake, but Sami was the last person she wanted help from.
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 8:54 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."((Oh baby, oh honey, shake it like a polaroid picture, that's what mommy likes?))
Danave grunted tiredly, running his fingers through his ********, it HAD been one of those times, hadn't it? Goddammit.
"Well apologies sir, but I'm not exactly in my brightest state of mind at the moment, as you could probably tell," he replied, sitting up with a soft whine of protest and scratching his head tiredly. "But your voice is incredibly familiar to me." "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 8:55 pm
Giovanni heard the click and sighed. He hoped Laura would still stick to the plan.
If not, the military jets were closing in on her.
Anthony turned to Rose. "Something's going on" he said after hearing Laura shout profanities from outside the jet. She was loud enough for them to hear.
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 8:58 pm
((He's not mad? Lol, I know I would be. xD))
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 9:03 pm
((Giovanni? He is, just not showing it. He's more worried about the plan getting screwed up at the moment though))
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 9:07 pm
Laura called a few of her sources and underground people.
"Jet." Laura said.
"Angel of Death." The voice replied.
"We got a situation. We're going improv. I got two doves and we're going on blackhound Beta. Be there in ten minutes and ready. Contact lollipop and tell him to go code scarlet." Laura replied.
"Got it." The voice replied. The two hung up. She got back in the plane and started up the engine.
"Ok, get set." She said, buckling her seat belt. "The mafia's being useless. We're going with my plan. I just hope all those years of programming is going to pay off."
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 9:10 pm
((who the heck is she calling?))
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 9:14 pm
((Um... Laura is a mercenary. She has people. You know, her famous underground information that she never tells anyone about that I mentioned way way way earlier. She has the whole route run through bars, remember? It's just another source, just like Lawliet was supposed to be 'just another source'.))
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 9:25 pm
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 9:40 pm
((*nods* ))
Laura started the engines, cursing, and took off into the air again. It was a rough entry because of the terrain, but the problems were minimum. She took off for the sky and started to pick up on enemy signals. She recognized the numbers on the screen.
"Government jets?" Laura muttered. "I guess they're determined to have me dead or alive. Still, they're 30 minutes away. They'll be too late." She said, but as she flew, she flew low and barely enough to stay in the sky at the altitude she needed. She climbed high enough to reach the skyscrapers and turned around. She cautiously cut her engine and glided down on top of one of the larger skyscrapers. Laura looked at the time.
"They're 15 minutes away..." She muttered, turning off her jet. Ten mercenaries in black suits and sunglasses began to approach the jet.
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 10:18 pm
"Yes, I can hear that," Aleister chuckled, glancing over at the clock on his night table. It was indeed late in the night. Judging by Danave's voice, he had just woken up and would most likely be irritable. Aleister still wanted to speak with him, nonetheless.
"I am glad you remember my voice, Danave," Aleister murmured playfully, "Certainly, you must remember the man with light brown hair who gave you bedroom eyes not too long ago. The one dressed . . . well, not like the others."
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 11:48 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." ((There's a lot I could say to that... but whatever...))
Danave rubbed his hand across his face in thought, scowling lightly.
"Ah... let me see if I do..." he really didn't. Then he chuckled. "And many people give me bedroom eyes. It's a curse, heheh." He gazed up at his cieling in thought. "Hmm... now, if you did something about those bedroom eyes, that would've made quite a difference..." "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: Thu May 27, 2010 12:06 am
((What did I do? sweatdrop ))
"Hmm, I suppose people can't help it once they lay eyes on you," Aleister laughed, switching legs to cross. "Do your best, Danave, to remember green eyes . . ." He rubbed his chin and gazed at the ceiling, thinking of a way to describe himself that would be meaningful to the man he spoke to, "Narrow green eyes . . . some have called me 'raccoon eyes' . . . well, I did speak to you. How else do you think I got your phone number, silly boy?" Aleister laughed playfully once again, "I commented on the cigarette in your mouth . . . how disgusting it smells and how it takes away from your beauty."
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