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 Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 5:22 am
I don't know my aunt nor have I met her yet I consider her family* Ali crossed his arms infront of his chest, letting out a sigh eventually.* Still, You've made your point.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 3:16 pm
"The girl was killed anyway?" she asked softly, pausing in her walking, turning her head half toward him, wanting an answer.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 3:23 pm
No. They just shoot up the husband and wife which we'll then secretly place in a broken down home in a very high ciminal place, making it look like they've been abducted and killed for fun. * Ali grinned a little at her, The girl would no doubt run to the police but that would get her nowhere. They weren't dumb enough to try to arrest Ali in his castle and he could handle cops or S.W.A.T. teams.* We'll drop her off at her home and leave her alone.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 3:27 pm
"Why do that? It makes no sense." she said softly, lowering her head. "Actually .. it does not matter. No amount of explaining will make sense to me on that subject, I know it already." she said softly, continuing now with her walking. "I should go."
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 3:30 pm
And miss all the fun you wanted to come along on?* Ali snickered a little as he stood his place, watching her.* I thought we could visit Mio first, being a old aquaintance of mine he might talk to me when I show up rather then just shoot.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 3:37 pm
"We misunderstand each other. Must we go today?" she asked softly, waiting for his answer again. Right this moment her mind was in many different directions.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 3:42 pm
The sooner the better, but if you want you can sit this one out, there are 4 other targets besides Mio and most likely he and I will just talk. Most likely.* Ali bit his lower lip a little, Mio was a very social psychopath and he did say he and Ali would share another bottle of Vodka the next time they were in the same room.* Worst case scenario is that I get shot at, the best case scenario is he and I drink alcohol, come to an agreement and watch strippers or something.
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 3:06 pm
"Yes .. I need one day." she said softly. Looking to him with a small smile, she bobbed her head. "Thank you, Ali." she said with a smile before disappearing with a pop.
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 4:15 pm
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* It was the next day, Ali had decided to pay Mr. Trent a visit after getting some info on his whereabout. Trent was a pretty influencial politican, crooked as can be and with a good abillity to lie through his grinning smile. Ali had figured he himself and Ziven would be the small and most successful infiltration unit, Night had dawned upon the estate and in the shelter of darkness Ali and Ziven could move silently towards it and try to get inside without causing any rucus hopefully.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 4:28 pm
Ziven arrived to see Ali in the morning the next day. Unusual to her cheerful nature, she seemed rather somber, dressed in dark clothes, armed with her guns as well as having several other weapons hidden on her person. Following Ali, once they were settled, she finally cracked a small smile. "Shall we?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 4:33 pm
* Ali shot her quick glance before crouching down, taking aim at the lighted south wall of the estate.* Yeah, minimum talking. I want this to go quick and silent, if you must speak with me then use telepathy.* The single shot was like a whisper, silent through the wind and finding it's target. Bringing him down instantly and allowing them to move onwards, silently and carefully.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 4:40 pm
She gave a sharp nod, showing she understood. Moving swiftly and silently to another part of the room, she looked around to see what other threats there may be if they acted just yet. Knowing there were no other people close around them, she looked to Ali with another nod.
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 4:46 pm
* Ali grinned a little as he noticed a small box on the wall, time to scare the people a little and make it easier believe it or not. Gently Ali opened the fuse box and checked the wires, finding the most important ones and cutting them. Killing the alarm systems and lighting in the entire house, even the phonelines got handled with. As soon as Ali closed the box, one of the body guards ran inside. Still unaccustomed to the darkness he nearly ran into Ali before he stopped and looked around, Falling backwards to the ground as another whispering shot was heard. Trent would be in his bedroom sleeping, they had to reach him before the guards.*
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 4:46 pm
She moved along silently, looking down the hall in either direction. Looking back toward Ali, she inclined her head, indicating he should come too.
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 4:55 pm
* Ali moved over to Ziven and then around her and the right corner, if the layout he had gotten of the place was accurate then the bed room would be two doors down. As expected a couple of guards came into view from down the hall to get to Trent, both falling down as a series of silent shots were sent. Then a loud shot as a third guard came into view which would bring about the attention of the remining two guards in the house and wake Trent up, it was a shot in the dark for the guard but even so it hit and caused Ali's left shoulder to jerk back. Ali trying to take him down with the silenced sub-machine gun to the best of his abillities after being somewhat surprised and having the weapon recoil and shacke in his right hand. His left hand soon grabbing onto the weapon just as the guard went down with a groan, some guys sure had the best of luck as the most bizarre times.*
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