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 Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 2:36 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 2:37 am
Angelina Swanson, a profile
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 2:38 am
In the beginning....
A history
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 2:39 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 2:41 am
The Beginning of the End
"Please come in," the man stated simply and led the young woman into the huge, plush office. The man who appeared to be in his late fortes took a seat behind the massive mahogany desk and folded his hands. Two armed security officials, dressed in black suits, sunglasses, and earpieces, stood diligently by the door.
The woman, feeling very much out of place in her tank top and denim skirt, pulled her bad up on her shoulder nervously and same in. She sat in a leather chair positions across from the man. She sat up straight, crossing on knee-high boot-ed leg over the other and brushed her straight brown hair over her shoulder. She tried not to look intimidated, instead, did her best to bestow an aire of solemn determination despite her small frame. "I don't care how much money you plan to offer me," she said, concentrating on keeping her voice even. "I'm going to the press."
"Miss Swanson, if its money you desire, we would happy to oblige," the man started, pouring himself a glass of whiskey from a glass philter on his desk, "but we thought you would be more interested to offer the truth."
Angelina Swanson closed her mouth and immediately and sat forward a bit, her eyebrows raising suspiciously. "I'm listening..."
"Miss Swanson," he man started again and he stood and slowly swiveled his thick brown liquid around the glass before taking a sip. "We are willing to inform you of everything, the whole truth, if you agree to stop all media endeavors immediately."
Angelina was shocked. A thousand things sped though her brain at once. "Why are you so afraid of the press...?"
"You'll know once we tell you. But we are not willing to give any specifics until you've signed a very strongly upheld nondisclosure form, Miss Swanson. What we are willing to tell you is highly sensitive, top secret information. Secrecy is of the upmost importance, and you will see why only if you agree to cooperate."
Angelina chewed on her bottom lip. "Is he alive?" she finally asked. She had to know.
"Yes, Miss Swanson. Ambrose Maurlias is very much alive."
Tears immediately sprang to Angelina's eyes as it felt like a two-ton weight was lifted on her chest. "Oh my god," she breathed out, burying her head in the palms of her hand. "I promise, please, I just want to see him. I'll do anything..."
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 2:43 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 2:47 am
An Empty Room
Angelina lives with Ambrose, so all her RP can be found in:
Please direct all gifts, RP prompts, etc., there.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 2:48 am
Visual Progression
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