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 Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 5:25 pm
((k I'm back))
Angel went into the car without complaint.
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 5:31 pm
The car sped off, heading back to the mafia headquarters while the doctor tended to Angel's wound.
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 5:33 pm
Angel kept still, "Chances of survival?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 5:40 pm
Tiffany yawned, stretching in the large four poster bed. She blinked a few times, and eventually rised with laze, slipping her slender feet into slippers shaped like chococat. She didn't dare touch the floor of her father's rather large mansion. He was almost the Don, and all he bought for her was with dirty money. Tiffany sighed, wiping sleep from her deep brown eyes, the colour of cinnamon. With a look in the large mirror hung on the wall across from her bed, Tiffany wrangled the long chestnut hair and tied it into a messy bun. She looked around. The curtains had been drawn, a rainy cloudy looking day. Tiffany moaned with complaint, and threw herself back down. She stuffed a large pillow on her face, and muttered something into it. Within a matter of moments, she threw the pillow into the fireplace, it barely scattering ashes onto the pale pink walls, and Tiffany rose herself, the animal slippers squishing against the floor. With a yawn, she shuffled to her bedroom door.
((I didn't know it was open till now, tee hee, sorry. ))
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 5:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 5:48 pm
((hmm my character Alfone could be the driver. To introduce him? Or not.))
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 5:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 5:55 pm
Alfone swerved around a curve, banging the bumper against a hydrant. "Damn. Sorry Angel." he said as the car took the jolt. He drove the car into the Mafia headquarters, parking quickly near some waiting medical personnel.
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 5:56 pm
Angel cursed a little, "Where are we?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 6:00 pm
"It's ok. It's not a deep wound" The doctor told Angel. He quickly rushed Angel over to the mafia medics to take care of him.
Giovanni rushed out, well as fast as an old man with a cane could. "Oh good. He should live" he said, referring to Angel. He turned and saw a dent in the bumper of the car. "My car!!" he exclaimed.
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 6:00 pm
"I tried to get him here quickly... and I can pay for it, sir...." Alfone muttered.
((lol 'oh good. he should live - MY CAR!!!' xd xd xd ))
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 6:01 pm
Angel was clentching his teeth, "Stupid.....CEO....."
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 6:07 pm
"Take him to the medical sector" Giovanni ordered, and then turned to Alfone and shook his head. "You better damn well" he said, "this is the third time you've dented one of my cars", but then he put his hand on Alfone's shoulder. "At least you were focused on getting Angel home alive, and that's important" he said with a smile.
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 6:08 pm
Angel felt an oxygen mask on his face and he started to pass out.
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 6:21 pm
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