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 Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 1:59 pm
Sometimes, when I'm sitting in my bedroom...
All ALONE... in the DARK...
I sometimes look up at the stars and wish I was them.
All ALONE... but in plain SIGHT...
But then I think of something...
.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.((Okay, question. How can Laura track a SAAB on FOOT?!)) Sami smirked. "I suppose you'll see," she cooed, reaching the highway and powering down it. "Hey," she looked over at him for a moment before turning back to the road. "Does Anthony know any languages besides English?"  .x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.
It's really strange, I think...
When they're up there...
They're all ALONE. In the DARK. But everyone can SEE them...
It's strange when I look up at them...
Because they kinda remind me of YOU.
"Look at the stars. Look at how they shine for you."
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 3:57 pm
(( I don't know. >.< The truth isn't always rational. You never know. Maybe she put a tracker on Tony or Sami or the car or something. Maybe on his cell phone? ))
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 4:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 4:40 pm
"Italian of course" Tony replied.
Anthony smiled. "Well, do you want me to?" he asked.
((wait...she's tracking Tony?))
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 4:42 pm
((Um... sure. Lets go with that... >.< You know what, nevermind let me change my post. ))
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 4:45 pm
((There. Now she's tracking down some random guy. ))
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 4:49 pm
((ok. that's better smile ))
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 4:59 pm
((I wrote that late the other night. I was only half way there. sweatdrop ))
Laura started going through bars and places, gathering info on her next target. Appearently, he was rather well known and would be easy to find. "That's weird. He has such a high price, but it took me only a half an hour to find his location. Strange." She thought.
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 5:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 5:22 pm
((can't do anything right now))
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 5:29 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 5:45 pm
Laura walked into a bar and found her target. Several of the mans henchmen went after Laura, but she beat the crap out of them in a huge bar fight. She threw one out the window, killed half of them, and threw them all over the place. Finally, she pulled out a rope and hog tied the guy. She then dragged him over to the bar and ordered a drink.
"That was one big welcoming. Where have you been." The bartender asked.
"Gone on a business trip. I just got back." She replied. "Give me the ol' usual and the news if you will."
"Same old Laura. You do know I will get in trouble if the police come, right?" He asked.
"I'll take care of them for ya. I mean, if you don't mind another broken table." She replied. The bartender laughed and handed her a shot. She chugged it down and smiled. "What's the news?"
"Well, you have been gone a while. This relates with the 'organization' your in. You know Anthony?" The bartender asked, filling up her glass.
"Don't know him personally, but I've heard he's one of the higher ups. He was on some mission right?" She asked, starting to drink her second glass.
"He betrayed them." He said. Laura spewed out her whiskey and started to cough.
"He what? Why would he do that? I was assuming he was caught or something. Aren't the higher ups mad? Why didn't I know?!" She snapped.
"They probably forgot. You were gone a while." He said.
"Forgot my a**." She replied. "Then again, I wouldn't be surprised. There's this new girl."
"New girl?" He asked. Laura clenched her fists. She looked down at her victim and noticed he was trying to get loose. Laura took her anger out on him and kicked the victim in the face.
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 5:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 6:28 pm
((lol! Thanks! ^_^ ))
"Um... are you ok?" The bartender asked. The victim fell over, knocked out and with a bloody face.
"Yeah. I'm fine." She snapped.
"Looks like someone's a little jealous." The bartender laughed.
"She's trying to steal my guy." Laura replied flatly and with a melancholy look.
"YOU HAVE A GUY!!!" The bartender said with a priceless face filled with shock.
"Yes! I have a guy! Is it that hard to comprehend!!!" She yelled in his face, then sat back down.
"Let me guess. He likes you but not that much, and your obsessed with him now." The bartender replied. "And your afraid that your going to loose him."
"I can't help it." She said giving the bartender puppy dog eyes. "This one's the real thing. I can't get him off my mind."
"Alright. Shoot. Who is it?" He asked. Laura turned red and looked away. "Oh come on! I gotta know! I'll give you a free shot of the good stuff."
"Fine... It's Tony." She replied. The color in the bartender's face left him.
"You mean..."
"Yep."
"But he..."
"Yep."
"And he's..."
"Yes already!" Laura snapped. Then turned back melancholy. The bartender was silent for a moment.
"So, dose he like this new girl instead now?" The bartender asked.
"No. He hates her."
"Then why are you jealous?"
"Because she's a hot whore. She's older then me with boobs this big. That and their doing a mission together. She's determined to have him and she hates me." Laura replied.
"Oh..." the bartender replied.
"NOW GIVE ME MY SHOT!!!" She snapped. The bartender gave her a glass of his best whiskey and Laura chugged it down. "Why couldn't God have made me more sexy?" She cried.
"Sexy is an attitude, dear. Your just not that type." The bartender sighed, trying to cheer her up.
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 6:48 pm
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