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 Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 11:51 am
I was gonna tell you to do that but its not safe.
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 11:52 am
I really don't care about that. I need to take this b***h down and get my husband back
By any means necessary
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 11:53 am
Let me know if i can help in anyway.
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 11:56 am
::stares intently at Rhodes
I suppose that is the question of the day. Can you help me?
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 12:05 pm
Theres nothing i cant handel.
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 12:07 pm
Let's just hope there is some substance behind all that bravado.
It is my understanding that Empress has taken over the top floor. This is going to present a problem.
Shall we stake the place out?
::turns towards the door and looks over her shoulder at Rhodes::
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 12:11 pm
Alright.
*Leaves with her*
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 3:40 pm
::walks into the place, goes to the non-fiction section and begins going through books quickly::
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 5:04 pm
::Stands on the roof Opposite of the Lantern's and shoots into the bookstore, the books near Snow's head seem to Explode on impact::
::This isn't a regular rifle though::
::Charming could seen in the distant holding up a Familiar rifle::
::The same one that Goldilocks shot Snow in the head with all those years ago::
::lifts his hat up and grins::
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 5:06 pm
::Snow drops to the ground, as the shots hit::
What the hell? I can't look at books in safety any more?
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 5:09 pm
::Looks into the scope::... Got to get up sometime..
::flicks the empty case out loading the next shot::
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 5:12 pm
::crawls along the ground until she gets to a window and peeps out the corner::
Why that little son of a ...
::grabs her weapon from her holster::
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 5:14 pm
::Right when she pokes her head out, even for a second, he takes the shot::
::The wood shatters in her face as he misses by about an inch when she retreats::
::Flicks the next case out and reloads::
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 5:15 pm
*grunts at Charming's side, eyes a bit glazed* You're a good shot, Charming.
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 5:16 pm
::drops to the ground as splinters of wood fly up in her face::
Ow.. crap! How in the hell am I going to get a shot off?
::lies flat and tries to gather her thoughts::
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