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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 12:20 pm
It was official. I was a locked-and-loaded femme fetale. Okay, maybe not yet. I still had to get the "fetale" part down, but I was damn femme... and, sure, slightly fetale. I carried a Browning 9 mm on my left him and a Firestar on my right, for a quick crossdraw - much like my favorite heroine, Anita Blake. I read the books when I was younger, can you blame me for wanting to be like her? I was still fumbling with the left-handed shooting, but the Browning fit oddly snugly in my hand, and it was fast my favorite gun. I carried a large knive in wrist sheaths on each forearm. If need be, I could simply move my hand really fast and catch the handle of the blade. After several hours of practicing, I was damn good with the weapons. Of course, that remained to be seen when I was up against an armed, moving target. The secretary at the IHAA had text-messaged me to let me know John had searched for me in the database, which meant he was looking for my address, which meant he was looking for where I lived. I sat in a seat by the window in the living room, peeking out everytime I heard a car go by. As I sat, I found myself thinking about my new friend, Sasha. She seemed sweet, but there was that fragment of me that didn't want to trust anyone...
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 1:33 pm
Lynn sat upside down in a chair. The small pox pendant fell off, but she caught it before it could smash on the floor and release small pox onto the world. She slid onto the floor and looked at the ceiling. "Helloooo?" She called out.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 1:36 pm
((Um... I... don't know how to reply to that, "Lynn." sweatdrop Just wanted to let you know, so you didn't think i was ignoring you razz ))
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 1:40 pm
I smiled as i watched my new found friend walk off down the hall way, "Ms. Nabrinski." I heard a stale voice call from behind me, I turned around and gave Mr. Doe a stern glare, "About time you noticed I was here," I said walking into his office, "So why have I been called upon?" I took a seat in a brown leather chair and looked up at him as he walked around to the back of his desk. "I trust you have allready met Angela Donohue and John Wiggins?" My mouth fell slightly, "That was Angela Donohue? As in The Donohue Family?" "Yes." "Oh, well yes, I have met her, but technically not John. I have only seen him. Haven't talked to him though, Why?" "Your going to be working with them." "Ok, on what?" Mr. Doe moved me to the viewing room and briefed me on the same details as he had with Angela and John. I left through the teleporte once more and decided to lock and load. Walking back into my closet I pulled the large bins over to me and opened them, pulling out as many guns as i can, Two sticking out of my pants on my back, one strapped to my ankle, a knife strapped to the other ankle. I put on a gun holster and put four guns there, pulling on a large black zip up hoodie, I placed the amo any where i could, in the pockets of my slightly too tight flare blue jeans and even in my bra, hey, what ever works... I walked into the main are of my room and brushed my hair, pulling it back into a high top pony tail i changed out of my etnies and pulled on a pair of plain vintage chucks. i grabbed my car keys and climbed out my window and getting into my balck ford truck. I pulled out my cell phone and looked up Angela's address, after findiong it i quietly turned the engine and rolled out, heading to her place.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 1:43 pm
((Its alright)) "Donohue?" Cerilynn leaped up at hearing the name. "I have to meet her!" She rubbed her hands together and skipped out of her uncle's office and looked around. Hm... She went back inside and sat on the desk. She leaned over and looked up Angela's address. "Miss Donohue, I'll find you!" She giggled and stealthily left the building. Hm... She nabbed her motorbike out of the barking lot and put the helmet on. She grinned and began to head towards the house.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 1:46 pm
((This is gonna be ubershort, because I can't do anything until "Sasha" and "John" actually arrive to talk out who's taking Angela ._. ))
My cell phone beeped again, vibrating against my hip. It caused me to jump, and I half-expected it to be John calling me. It was another text message from the IHAA, telling me Sasha, too, had looked me up in the database. "Great," I mumbled. "I smell an argument." I was self involved enough to think that people would fight over me. Petty, very petty...
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 1:49 pm
(OMG Angela's popular razz )
Another text. Another person was coming to look for me. "Damn it to hell!" I swore, standing up. I sent out a text message to the three people that had tried to look for me, telling them all I would take my own damn car if it was going to be this much trouble, and to meet me at a fast food joint down the road. After the message was sent, I got in my car and drove to the place, waiting.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 1:55 pm
I recieved Angela's text and paused for a moment at a four way stop sign. Well where the hell am I going now??? i thought to myself with a frown. I turned, continuing to go the way the GPS was telling me and sent Angela a text 'Where am I going now???'
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 1:56 pm
Lynn arrived soon enough. She took her helmet off and looked at the house. "Huh, doesn't look like a Donahue house." She set the bike aside and got off. She'd left her cell phone at her uncle's office. She went up and knocked on the door. She wasn't a good spy when she was off duty.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 2:01 pm
((Let's say Angela left a note sticking out of the mailbox built into the wall next to the door of the house so your character isn't all confuzzled? Unless you're going somewherer with this ._. ))
My phone vibrated against my hip once again as I took a bite of a french fry. I took my phone from my pocket and slid it open. It was a text from Sasha. I gave her directions from my house to the fast food place. All she would have to do is flip a U-turn and continue down the highway, really. Nothing too hard. I proceeded to wait.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 2:07 pm
((the first person is confuzzling stare so where is everyone?)) Lynn grabbed the note and read it. Huh? Damn, what was it saying? She really couldn't think straight today. She put it back, and forgot what it said instantly. she felt like a burger, maybe she'd go to the fast food place. She got back on her bike and went there. She went in and ordered a burger and fries and a milkshake.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 2:13 pm
I was sitting at a red light when i got her response and realized i was sitting next to it, chuckling to myself i prlled into the parking lot and found a spce, getting out i walked in ordered some grub and sat across from her. "Whats up?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 2:32 pm
I jumped as someone spoke to me through my window. I turned to see Sasha. I gave her a smile and stepped out of my car. I glanced around the lot to see if the other person had arrived yet, then realized that I didn't know what this other person looked like. But if they were looking me up, chances were, they knew what I looked like. "We're waiting for someone," I said. "Aside from the delicious one," I smirked.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 2:41 pm
"ohhh, the delicious one is coming? Hmm if I had known that i would have waited so you could be alone with him," I teased. I smiled and shoved a frie into my mouth, chasing it with coke.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 4:26 pm
I looked at my cell phone at the text message I had just recieved and altered my course to make it to the burger join. I screeched my way into a parking spot just as I pulled the keys from the ignition. The first thing I noticed about Angela when I got out of the car that most of her weapons were out in near plain sight but slightly hidden so that anyone who did not have military training would not notice. "You know you shouldn't keep your weapons in plain sight... both of you," I tut tuted as I took a seat. "So I take it this place doesn't serve alcohol," I mumbled as I pulled out a small flask filled with wisky. "So dose anyone have any idea were we're going to look for this oversized piece of metal?"
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