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 Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 12:39 pm
Ronchas smiled when the shot was injected. Everything fell away when he did that. The money meant little to him, it was only to keep the bussiness going, beyond that he didn't care. His riches, his power, would be comming soon, and now as his serum rushed though the veins of this mousey woman Ronchas could only grin at Ryan's plans.
"Yes, yes, no problem, no problem. We can be without security for a day, a day." Ronchas grinned. He much rather Ryan impregnate his wife than come to work. He'd get a lot more out of it. To be honest since Ronchas cared little for money he didn't mind if his workers cheated him a bit considering pay.
He wanted twins more than he wanted a security guard. Besides he never planed to hire one. Ronchas was pretty sure Ryan hired himself. Ryan did a lot of things just by himself. It worried Ronchas sometimes but what could some second rate guard do?
Besides beat the crap out of him.
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 8:30 pm
Mira sat there trying hard to concentrate on something other then the here and now. She was oh so happy Ryan was there as he tried to soothe her nerves, it made her at least ten times calmer. She was also blissfully unaware of the fact that she was the only person with out any sort of ulterior motive.
She rubbed her arm a little after she go the shot. When Ryan started to talk again, she pretend to be distracted by whatever pain would be in her arm but the bright red colour that spread across her face once more was a tell tale sign that she had indeed heard him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2008 10:43 am
Ronchas smiled at the happy parents and bandaged Mira's arm. He even pulled out a lolipop he kept in the room for the kids and offered it to her, with a bright smile. It should have seemed grandfathery, the smile, the action, none of them spoke of ill will, in fact Ronchas really didn't wish her any.
For now at least.
"Well I'm all done, all done." Ronchas urged, grinning at the pair as he even added a little scotting motion with his hands. "You can go, can go." he promised, and turned to pull off his gloves and wash the syringe. Two more babies on their way.
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2008 12:41 am
As the Good Doctor turned to peel off the gloves, there was a brief fraction of a second where Ryan looked sinister. His usual cobalt blue eyes suddenly a turning into red eyes that befitted a beast. This job was not going to be easy. It was a known fact that was reinforced.
"Well Ronch, let me know when you want to go to that 'Dinner and Live Entertainment'. Tonight, I'll be getting my own 'meal' and 'live entertainment'" Ryan said while giving his wife a seductive wink.
"In the meantime, I gotta get back to the host bar."
Adjusting his buttonless shirt and tie, Ryan fixed his suit's coat so that his shirt's state wasn't that apparent. Claiming in the open to be working at a host club was a perfect front to explain his excessive taste of suits, late night returns, and uncivilized manners. Besides... alchohal and smoke an cover the scent of blood quite easily.
"My 2 weeks is almost up! Until then Ronchas mate, I'll be part-timing. Laters!"
And just like that, Ryan Jones, a father-to-be and a Mafia Hitman, left the building.
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 9:23 pm
"See you... later then," Mira had started to say to her husband but he was already gone before she had finished.
Having way more than enough social interaction for the day she too want to now make a quick exit. She mumbled something that, if your were listening carefully, could be made out as a 'thank you' and 'goodbye' and then, she too left.
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