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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 5:47 pm
The SUVs pulled off onto an exist.
"At least now we're getting somewhere" Anthony said.
Tony checked the glove compartment and then popped the trunk. He looked in. There was a body bag and a couple towels, though the weren't very large. He took them out and tossed them to Sami. "Here" he said.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 6:09 pm
((Hello! I have returned! ^_^ ))
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 6:13 pm
((hello, or should I say, ciao))
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 6:16 pm
((lol. I donno. lol. *plays a fiddle jig* ))
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 6:20 pm
((so what are your characters currently doing?))
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 6:21 pm
((all your smurf are belong to smurf?))
He sat there in a dark room, the only light was the obnoxious neon bar lights as well as the strobe light of the strip club, Boom Bang Joint. A blonde average build man looking like he stands six feet four inches sat lazily in a rather uncomfortable cheep chair. He took a drag of his clove cigarette while looking at the single mom on the stage shaking her stuff on the stage. He smiled for he could see, even though the room was dark, that she was lactating. The blonde exhaled smoke from his lips while he continued to watch the brunette dance so she could get her baby some diapers. Once the woman was done He slipped the woman a one hundred dollar bill and whispered in her ear, "Go home and get the kid what it needs doll. you really don't want to be hear right now..." The woman nodded while running to the back room to get dressed. He smiled while putting on his black gloves and walked over to the back room and found a door that read: Owner Elisha Glowinski. He kicked the door down to find that fat b*****d, his target, railing a poor defenseless teenager, to him she looked way younger than sixteen. " Hey there bub," He spoke with a small hint of an Irish accent. "I think we have some business that needs to be taken care of!" He slipped the razor wire from his wrists and into his hands yet the thread was so thin that it could not be seen. "What problem?" The man spoke in a heavy Russian accent while still doing what he was doing with the young girl, it was obvious that the girl was related to him, "How bout yah let yah little girl go for a minute." He made his way closer to the man's desk with his emerald eyes watched the mans movements. The Russian man was about to talk when he felt something tight around his neck and his other neck. London drew his hands backward while tugging on the razor wire to cause the man to gasp. The young girl quick got away from the man while looking right at London and spoke, "Thank you," in extreme broken English. London just looked at the girl with a smile as he tugged very hard on the razor wire causing the man's head to be cut off of his neck. Blood spurted everywhere to which London was at a good enough distance so that the blood barely got on his expensive suit. The head of that man rolled all the way to the blonde int he amazing suit which cause him to smile. He then drew a beautiful black cherry rose and placed it in the man's mouth. When he was done he calmly walked out of the strip joint knowing damn well that those women wont say a word about him.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 6:24 pm
Iris cursed, "Running from the police...and a suspect for a bombing. Take your pick..."
Rose sighed, "Anything saspific(sp)?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 6:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 6:28 pm
((The maid is on her way back after giving the message to the bartender who had a good laugh out of it. Laura is currently going through prom dresses with a bunch of giddy maids and hating it. That's about it. ))
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 6:30 pm
((Question: How does London pull a razor wire strong enough to cut off a head? Either his grip would slip or his own fingers would get cut off first.))
Jasmine scowled. "Vincent came for me for absolutely no reason. He had no proof of anything, and here he was trying to export me to Spain. That's kidnapping." Jasmine took a step back and put her gun away. "And that's a clock. I was only defending myself from a kidnapper. Got nothing against you, missy."
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 6:31 pm
Rose sighed, "Nothing...I just would like to know where I am."
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 6:33 pm
zfatal ((Question: How does London pull a razor wire strong enough to cut off a head? Either his grip would slip or his own fingers would get cut off first.)) Jasmine scowled. "Vincent came for me for absolutely no reason. He had no proof of anything, and here he was trying to export me to Spain. That's kidnapping." Jasmine took a step back and put her gun away. "And that's a clock. I was only defending myself from a kidnapper. Got nothing against you, missy." Iris looked at Jasmine, "Do you have a permit for that gun?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 6:35 pm
"Well, it looks like we're heading for the bridge" Anthony said as he looked out the tinted glass windows.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 6:37 pm
Jasmine smiled deviously. "Well, of course I do. Anything else would be irresponsible and illegal."
Boris was gone.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 6:39 pm
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