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 Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:26 pm
((Ah... I got in a huge fight with this one chick who was my friend, but not anymore. I'm really ticked off about it. ))
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:28 pm
Vincent looked angery now, "I'll have a contact tell a friend who's apart of the Spanish police. They'll love you back....Now put your hands behind you back or I'll have you down for resisting arrest."
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:29 pm
((That sucks....well days pass))
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:37 pm
((seriously--he can't arrest her. Without proof or provocation.))
Jasmine scooted across Vincent's lap, because he was between her and the end of the booth, and simply walked towards the women's restroom. Let him follow, she thought, smiling smugly.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:38 pm
((Yeah... lets move onto a happier subject. Who wants ice cream?))
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:41 pm
((dude...you're being literal again.
Anyways he can arrest her for blowing up a building, carrying weapons, and trying to kill him. Kinda like a police officer arrests someone that shot at them a few days later after he sees the culperate.))
Vincent sighed and followed. He grabbed her arm and became serious, "You have the right to remain silent."
((anyways you don't know what part of the police he's in))
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:41 pm
((shadow martyn: Alfone needs to be picked up by the Mafia. His father is dead. Alfone lied because the Mafia member who answers is supposed to lie as well. This is the only way Alfone can contact the Mafia before the police are contacted--if they think they're calling his FATHER.))
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:43 pm
Jasmine turned and stared at Vincent. Obviously, he never learned from the past... well, here was hoping he would learn from this. Jasmine kneed him, straight up and forceful, directly into the groin. At this, which no man who was not a gelding (or Bubba) could resist, Jasmine pulled away, hesitated for a moment to consider whether she should just simply knock Vincent out while he was in pain and momentarily stunned, but then flickered away, to dash into the women's restroom.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:47 pm
Vincent grunted and fell incompasitated on the floor. He coffed and called Iris.
Iris picked up the phone, "Make it quick I'm in a hurry!"
Vincent groaned, "Crazy shooter b***h got me....It's Vincent. I need support..." he started to give her the adress to the resturant.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 4:51 pm
((okay, thanks for the update! I didn't know just kinda story hopped, so i'll through trial and error. haha, okay sorry.))
Martyn waited for the docter's responce, This is going to be difficult because we're such a close age he thought while walking in circles.
((yeah, i'm really sorry about that. I guess i still need heavy updates or to memorize the character bios.))
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 5:15 pm
((Nah. It's okay. But Martyn doesn't have to pretend to be his father. He can just come get Alfone, now that he knows Alfone is there. XD))
Boris left the men's restroom and stared down at Vincent, uncomprehending.
"...Where's Jasmine?"
Which was, indeed, a good question.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 5:25 pm
Vincent looked at him, "Who are you really?"
Iris was close to the resturant. She'd be there soon.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 5:46 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 5:47 pm
"Boris," the man replied. He was obviously a simpleton, but no doubt loved the sport of Badminton. Jasmine was still, apparently, hiding in the women's restroom.
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