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 Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 5:49 pm
((Beans has not awoken.))
Alfone did not look at the police officer. "No," was his flat answer. It would be clear now from tone and body language that Alfone would give the officer absolutely no help whatsoever.
Martyn, where the hell are you!?
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Jasmine drove. Claire woke and blinked sleepily. Jasmine reached back, without taking her eyes from the road, and slugged Claire.
Claire, whether faking or not, slumped back down to her seat/bed.
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:02 pm
 Once upon a time....
((i fixed it fatal))
{{yeah London is only an assassin because he wanted to be able to take care of the orphans and to make sure that they look and feel great! Jareth is only corrupt because he knows that he can not cross the red tape to get some of the crooks can get under!}}
London watched the woman when he was finished praying. He felt some comfort that this woman looked so peaceful in her sleep. He then just simple watched the woman with his soft green eyes while making sure that no mafioso tried to kill this strong woman. The blonde looked out of the window for a short moment while his trained sniper eye thought he saw something...yet it was just a small little sparrow. 'The Charmer' then looked back at the women while waiting for something to happen.
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:06 pm
Once upon a time....((sorry I though Al was a cop sweatdrop ))
Jareth looked at the damn mobster and just glared at him, "No?" He spoke while his crystal blue eyes narrowed at the man, "You better give me at least something you b*****d!" He then sat down in a near by seat and spoke, "Where is Claire?" He spoke clearly so this no good human being couldn't say that he didn't hear him. there lived a witch...
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:07 pm
Iris started to wake. She sleeply turned in her sheets and looked at the man next to her bed. She frowned, slowly seeing who he was. She however was too tired to get a sance of danger at the moment. She spoke drozly, "What...are you doing here?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:07 pm
((I'm bored... *walks in circles*))
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:11 pm
Once upon a time....
The Irish blonde smiled at the young woman while pressing his finger to his lips, "Just makin' sure that a lovely woman, like you, would not get hurt from the evils of the Italian Mafia," His soft green eyes seemed to sparkle in the dim light of the room, "So Iris," He spoke while looking into er tired eyes, "Just rest don't worry 'bout those horrors at this moment."
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:16 pm
Iris shook her head, "But....your...a criminal..." she didn't threaten, just spoke tiredly, as if arresting him would be as normal as picking up the dry cleaning. She looked at him dazly, "What...happened to that other girl? The one with the swords." her brain synapsis wern't firing on all four cylenders.
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:19 pm
Alfone shrank back in his pillow. "Wh-what the hell?" He said, afraid. "Who is Claire?"
((Note: Alfone does NOT know Claire. NOBODY on the good side of the law knows that Alfone is with the mafia. ALFONE was brought in by a police officer (though they don't know that a cop brought him in) because he was found in a foul murder trap involving chemical poisons. The police are questioning him because someone attempted to TAKE HIS LIFE.
And all capitals is not yelling, I'm just too lazy to italicize.))
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:28 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:41 pm
Once upon a time....((sorry......))
Jareth looked tired while he sat there, "Sorry I just...am tired....he looked over at Beans and just simply sighed to himself. He looked so drained that he was not sure of what to do. He really wanted Beans to be awake so that he could get a picture or something from Claire.
London looked down at the woman while smiling at her. He then leaned over the young woman and softly pressed his lips on her forehead for just a short moment. He then leaned back int he chair while his sparkling green eyes looked at her, "don't worry about that....deary" He spoke not really realizing how dangerous that small little word really was. there lived a witch...
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:43 pm
Iris frowned, "Deary?......But....You...still...need...to...be arested...." she didn't know why she liked the kiss on the forehead. She snuggled back into her bed but her eyes were focusing on London, "You...almost killed me....."
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:52 pm
Once upon a time....
"I was not planning on killing you, deary" He spoke while moving a stray hair from her soft face, "I only meant to stop all of you beautiful women from fighting!" He spoke with his sexy Irish accent while talking to her as clam as he did when he had the wire around her neck. "I could never harm a woman," He finished while looking deep into her eyes. He really wanted to sample her lips yet he felt that kissing her would be rather unprofessional, "Besides," He spoke again, "I can not be arrested..."
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:56 pm
Iris frowned, "My neck....." she touched her neck lightly, "You...did it....and...the crazy woman....gave me...a concussion......and broke y wrist....." she head went swimming but she bit her lip and held on, "You....can...be...aressted..." the looked at him. Her brain still wouldn't kick start but it was slowly firing up, going through prep before it told her, 'hey, this guy is dangerous. He carries concealed weapons. He almost killed you. Run or disable him.' Her brain was taking its damn time.
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 7:02 pm
Once upon a time....
He lightly pressed his finger up against the wound on her neck and slowly leaned over and kissed her neck lightly, "Forgive me...." something hung low from his neck that, if Iris was paying attention, was a wooden rosary that looked just like Jareth's, in fact it could possible pass as the same one. "Forgive me," He kissed her neck again while his emerald eyes looked at the wound he make on her neck.
there lived a witch...
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