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 Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 10:30 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 12:42 pm
"That would be great Mr..." The doctor covered the receiver with his hand. "What's your father's name?" he whispered to Alfone.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 3:10 pm
Alfone shrugged.
Bubba was crossing into New Jersey, now.
Beans' heart-rate monitor spiked briefly, before returning to its slow and steady pace. A nurse stepped inside to watch him for a few minutes.
Jasmine frowned, and her brows pursed together in annoyance. With a sigh, and a wave of a hand as she looked away, Jasmine said in her cold, hard voice, "I'm busy, idiot. Can't you just leave me alone?" Boris made no surprise to find out that Jasmine had been lying to Vincent.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 3:13 pm
((Sorry I was kicked off!))
Vincent smiled, "How about I get you some nice metal bracelets and we can go to the jail and lock out up until your sweet a** isn't so perky anymore."
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 3:34 pm
Jasmine opened her mouth to speak, closed it, and turned to open up a purse that wasn't hers, but Boris', apparently. Or else it had belonged to a person and was now stolen.
The assassin fished out some pocket change and dropped it in Vincent's hands. "There. Now you can go buy yourself a tampon and leave me the f*ck alone. I'm busy, and I haven't done anything wrong." Jasmine flashed a sweet smile with did not betray her mood, and then turned back to discuss Badminton with Boris.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 3:47 pm
Vincetn smiled, dropped the change and gave her a charming look, "You're want by international law. Not stand up and put your hands behind her back."
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 3:53 pm
((*steps in*))
((...Hellooo.))
((Has Angel reentered the story YET?))
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 3:55 pm
(( crying NO! Bread still isn't back!))
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:11 pm
((Hello guys! ^_^ I just got back from dance class! ))
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:12 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:13 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:14 pm
Jasmine rolled her eyes. "Fat chance, Theodorik. I only go out with straight guys, thank you very much."
Boris snorted a poorly-concealed laugh at this.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:18 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:19 pm
Vincent growled, "stand up Jasmine...and put your hands behind your back. Even if you can't be put behind bars in America, you still can in another country."
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:22 pm
"And you're in no legal jurisdiction to do anything," Jasmine replied smugly. "You'd have to kidnap me to get me to Spain (ugh... Spain is so putrid), and I'm afraid I simply don't have room on my schedule to be kidnapped."
An ambulance passed by, followed by five more in quick succession. They were on their way to the police station.
Boris grunted and stood up, walking past the booth and towards the men's bathroom.
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