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 Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 8:12 pm
((Somewhere... *Deep, guttural howls of maniacal laughter* twisted ))
Jasmine grinned seductively, winking at Angel before returning her gaze over her shoulder to Claire. "Nope. We're running from a psychopathic killer at the moment--so I knocked her out."
This was proven false when Claire groaned slightly, inaudibly, almost, but did not move or wake.
Bubba was indeed... somewhere.
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 8:13 pm
((You didn't miss much. Just that Laura reluctantly got bandaged up and Tony was going through some evidence Laura brought back. Then something about Tiffany's guns and yeah... You didn't miss much))
"You self centered. Jerk. I suppose it doesn't matter much though. Those papers are mostly damaged and I'm the only one here who read them before they got damaged. Sheesh! You know how much trouble I went through to get that? You didn't even thank me for hijacking a private jet so I could get here to give you that damn information even though I hadn't eaten in weeks and was stuck in the dumps in the middle of Chicago! Well you know what, screw you!" She yelled, bolting out the door, holding on to her side where the surgeon just stitched her.
((I don't think she's too happy with you're character, Eternal >.< ))
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 8:16 pm
Angel looked at the woman, "Yeah......right.....may I ask you name Miss?" he side tracked by the wink. Hookers usually tried to pull off the same thing with him hoping to suduce him. They found out quite quickly that he wasn't that interested in sluts.
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 8:21 pm
[[ He wasn't put off? He doesen't like sluts? WELL THERE'S YOUR CONTRADICING DESCRIPTIVE SENTENCES. ;D ]]
You know, it made no sense. None of it. Although, she certainly didn't like her making moves at Angel. She slightly tightened her grip again around his waist, and gave her a look for a split second. She looked to Claire in sync with her.
"Why would you knock her out?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 8:21 pm
Tony sighed and sent a few men after Laura. She was injured...badly...so she shouldn't be too much trouble.
Ding! The hospital elevator appeared at the level Anthony and Rose were at. "Well...here we go" Anthony said to Rose.
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 8:25 pm
Rose bit her lip a little, "Hey Anthony...can I borrow your phone?"
((sorry I fixed the post...oh and you'll love what Ros eis going to do!))
Angel winced a little and looked at his shoulder. Looks like the bullet was still in there and it hurt like a mother f****r. He noticed the bleeding was a little less then what he would usually get...small favores.
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 8:25 pm
Laura found herself leaning against the side of a elevator shaft wall riding the elevator up and walking into one of her secrete apartments. She walked in, ignored the doctors orders and took a shower until she felt clean again. Luckily, her wound didn't open up again. She then re-bandaged herself, slipped on her pajamas and went to sleep, face down in her bed.
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 8:29 pm
Eternal_PrinceOfFire "You may" Giovanni said. Tony gave him a bit of a surprised look, but quickly hid it.
The blood slides down your skin like tears...Flowers of purest red bloom upon your flesh...
Colors mix and mingle in a silent chorus of pain...Oh...Sami blinked as Tony departed and looked at the Don. Her voice was a little hopeful as she clapped her hands together. "May I watch?" She asked cutely, smiling at him.
Only in death can you be so beautiful...-x- -x- -x- -x- -x- -x-
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 8:37 pm
Jasmine sniffed. "No, you may not, A- good sir." She had almost said his name. Or actually tried to almost say his name just to stir things up. Or pretended to make it seem like she had almost said his name on purpose when she really hadn't. Or actually almost said his name on purpose but making it seem as if she was really attempting to recover from a crucial mistake-in-the-making.
You decide.
Claire was still on the floor, eyes closed. The elevator dinged that it was halfway down. Floor... twenty-one. Now twenty.
~
"Marie," Bubba said, waiting where he was (which was not where he used to be). "Do we have any backup in the area? There are now more of the vermin, and I can only be in one place at once. Though it'd be easier if I could just exterminate the male."
He said it so dispassionately, so... removed, the male, as if he felt that regular humans were inferior to himself, now.
What a tragic, tragic set of circumstances to make a person who no longer felt pain. Or what a tragic, tragic effort to get you to believe that load of.
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 8:39 pm
Angel looked at her, "Why so hesistant Miss? Most people would tell....if they had nothing to hide." A- good sir my a**.
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 8:43 pm
Tiffany gave Jasmine a cautios look, and slid over to the person.
"Do you mind if I help? I have a medical degree, and my, uh..husband here is a shrink, part time."
Lies. But she did watch the Mafia doctor once. Tiffany edged forward, and attempted to kneel by the victim.
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 8:45 pm
Giovanni sighed. "Fine" he said, "and by the way, you can go home. But we need you address".
The men were still searching for Laura.
"OK. What do you need it for" Anthony asked as he took it out and handed it to her.
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 8:46 pm
Rose took the phone, "Calling a friend...." she dialed a curtain number...she dialed Tiffany's cell number.
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 8:47 pm
"No," Jasmien repliedly curtly, unmoving-- "please don't. You don't know how frustrating that is to a kidnapper. ...This tin can moves slow. But--ooh--I'd hate to be on the stairs right now."
Claire was unmoving, still unconscious. Why was she so knocked out? Not telling.
And Jasmine ignored Angel's last statement or question. However you want to put it.
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 8:50 pm
Angel raised an eyebrow, "Kidnapping? Did the mob hook you up or was it a seperate party? Oh and you should let my wife take a look at her. Never know what bondage could do to a person." He spoke the word wife cassualy, as if he had said it dozens of times and was tired of it.
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