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 Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 7:45 pm
((darn. and I was liking the Ruby Brigade RP. oh well. at least Pierre got to kill Orrin))
Tony nodded and called a maid over. "Take this up to the Don please" he said. She nodded, took the case, and went up the stairs.
Tony turned back to the man in the tux. "I take it you are my escort" he said.
Anthony rested his head on Rose's shoulder.
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 7:51 pm
Why do I come back to you?You hate me. You scream at me. You ignore me.But I still come back to you.You push me. You pull me. You shove me against random solid objects all hours of the day.But I still run back to you.Why?"We are not hopelessly in love." The man nodded. "Indeed," he replied. He motioned to the black Mercedes behind him, opening the door. "Please, get in. Senor Felipe and Senorita Muerta are waiting for you." Well, maybe I hate you too. Maybe I want to scream at you too.
Maybe I want to kill you too.
I yell at you. I fight with you. I drag my nails down your back so hard that I draw blood.
But you don't care.
You don't care because you love me too.
Why must our love be so tragic? "We are just hopelessly addicted."
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 7:59 pm
Tony nodded and walked down to the vehicle. "Sweet ride" he said and got in.
The maid delivered the gift to Giovanni. He thanked her and then got one of his men to try a bit of the wine and another to try a cigar...just in case it was a trap. Can never be too careful when you're a crime boss.
A few men got in a van and waited to pull out once Tony was off a little distance.
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 8:13 pm
Why do I come back to you?You hate me. You scream at me. You ignore me.But I still come back to you.You push me. You pull me. You shove me against random solid objects all hours of the day.But I still run back to you.Why?"We are not hopelessly in love." Neither were booby-trapped. ---- "Thank you," the man replied, getting in before the driver pulled away, the doors closed. "Senor Jefe wishes nothing but the best for his allies." The Mercedes pulled away and headed to the front of the gated community. "So," the man began, sitting in the front passenger seat. "Did you have a good night, Senor? A good sleep?" Well, maybe I hate you too. Maybe I want to scream at you too.
Maybe I want to kill you too.
I yell at you. I fight with you. I drag my nails down your back so hard that I draw blood.
But you don't care.
You don't care because you love me too.
Why must our love be so tragic? "We are just hopelessly addicted."
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 8:23 pm
"Well, it was a long day yesterday, so I did. The booze helped" Tony replied.
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 8:25 pm
"Oh, you drink?" The man asked, a little surprised.
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 8:27 pm
"Yeah, on occasion" Tony said. He probably drank more than he admitted.
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 9:09 pm
Angel pitched a fit when they blindfolded him, but at least he got to keep his ciggarett. He spat out some tobaco, "Tooik you f*****g time...Who's buying us?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 9:10 pm
Rose smiled and kissed Anthony.
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 9:15 pm
Why do I come back to you?You hate me. You scream at me. You ignore me.But I still come back to you.You push me. You pull me. You shove me against random solid objects all hours of the day.But I still run back to you.Why?"We are not hopelessly in love." "Ah, I see," the man replied, gazing out the window. "Very well then." Polite conversation was made for the entirety of the ride, right up until they drove into the special elevator and went downwards. "Please hold on," the man stated simply as the elevator began to undergo its strange back-and-forth, up-and-down motions. When it was done, Tony was escorted into the same suit as before. A man stood at his approach. "Senor Tony!" It was Felipe, holding a bottle of wine. Setting the bottle down, he moved over to the other. "What a pleasure to see you again!" He gave the other man a warm hug, patting his back heartily before pulling away. "Did you have a good sleep? Any lovely dreams?" Well, maybe I hate you too. Maybe I want to scream at you too.
Maybe I want to kill you too.
I yell at you. I fight with you. I drag my nails down your back so hard that I draw blood.
But you don't care.
You don't care because you love me too.
Why must our love be so tragic? "We are just hopelessly addicted."
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 9:18 pm
Anthony smiled.
"Yeah, I had a good sleep. As for my dream...yeah, it was enjoyable" Tony said. "By the way, where is Sami...or whatever you call her?" he added.
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 9:19 pm
Rose grinned and looke dout the window, "Is that the house?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 9:22 pm
Why do I come back to you?You hate me. You scream at me. You ignore me.But I still come back to you.You push me. You pull me. You shove me against random solid objects all hours of the day.But I still run back to you.Why?"We are not hopelessly in love." Felipe blinked, gazing at him. "Oh, Muerta?" He walked over to an end table, where the bottle of wine and three glasses resided. He began pouring wine into two of them. "She's getting ready - won't be out for a little while yet. Now is the time for us to talk." He smiled warmly at Tony, handing him one of the wine glasses. Man to man, Mano a mano. Now." He sat down on the coffee table in front of the couch, motioning for Tony to sit. "Now is the chance for us to get to know each other a little more, as we are obviously going to be seeing more of each other." Smiling, he raised his glass in a toast to Tony before taking an elegant sip. "Since mi novita is so taken with you, I only feel it is my duty to see if you can make proper novio material." Well, maybe I hate you too. Maybe I want to scream at you too.
Maybe I want to kill you too.
I yell at you. I fight with you. I drag my nails down your back so hard that I draw blood.
But you don't care.
You don't care because you love me too.
Why must our love be so tragic? "We are just hopelessly addicted."
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 9:23 pm
"No. We're not even in the right town yet" the agent said.
Anthony rolled his eyes. He then got and idea. "Hmm..." he said.
Tony sat down and took a sip of his wine. "I'm listening" he said.
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 9:26 pm
Rose raised an eyebrow, "What is it?" he obviously had something on his mind.
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