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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 6:39 pm
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((No problem, chick. Gaia was being stupid anyway. You take your time, I'm probably gonna go grab some food sometime soon.))
dame jerks still as soon as the blood sprays all up and down her back and into her hair. "Oh. my. god. Ewwwwwwwwwwwww! It's in my hair! crying Oh geez. stare And my favourite pair of shoes, sweatdrop " dame sighs and turns around towards Brat. "Thanks, Bratty, girl," she hugs her briefly, then reaches down and picks up the gun, "No use wasting good ammo that ain't mine! whee " dame shakes briefly to get off any blood she can, stuffing the gun briefly in the front of her shirt near her navel and pulls her hair to the side, wringing out as much blood as she can. She shivers and sighs, shaking her hands then wiping them off on the pilot's chair. "Okay, so what's our game plan? Run back to the cars?" dame asks, taking the gun back out and looking at Brat.
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 6:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 6:53 pm
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Lounging on the chair in his room, mindlessly watching TV while he waits to see if Kat is going to show up, he checks his phone to make sure L hasn't messaged him. Breathing a sigh of relief that she hasn't, he knows he needs to work quickly to get his plan rolling. But that was going to involve getting Kat on his side so that he could get a meeting with the Russians. His contact in Switzlerland had kept him filled in on L's chase of the little crew since they busted out of the hospital, and was told there was someone here that could connect him with the Russian mafia. You just keep being Queen Bee in Switzerland, L....your day is coming sooner than you think.
A familiar knock jars him out of his thoughts. Smiling a bit, he heads to the door, checking to make sure it's Kat before opening it. Standing there before him is a scowling Kat.
"Tch, Kat, quit scowling and come in. Save the drama for later...." he turns and goes back into the room and resumes his seat, waiting for her to come inside.
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 7:02 pm
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Standing at the door, she scowls as he opens it. Rolling her eyes at his comment, she enters the room and finds that there are only two chairs and a small table in addition to the huge, unmade bed. More memories enter her mind, and she takes the chair so that her back is to the bed. Once she was settled, she crossed her arms and looked at him.
"Well, spill it, I don't have all night, I have a bar to run." Short, sweet, to the point, get the info and get the hell outta here, Kat.
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 7:20 pm
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He leans forward and puts his elbows on the table, steepling his fingers and looks her directly in the eye.
"Okay, but I want you to listen to everything, and I mean EVERYTHING before you pop off with that famous temper of yours and walk out of here. There's a lot involved here, and I need you to listen to what I have to tell you." He takes her silent stare as assent and begins.
"You already know that L is in Switzerland and that your crew escaped, so I won't bore you with any details there. She's still there, and as a matter of fact she sent me here for a reason. She's sent me here to eliminate dame." He sits back in his chair and holds his hand up before she can say anything, "I said listen to everything....please Kat, bear with me."
"You also know that L has some sort of rivalry with Flame since you went on that mission to Jamaica with her." Kat's eyes widen when he mentions that little fact. "Oh yes, I knew you were in Jamaica with her, I know everything that's gone on since that mission, but that's neither here nor there. I need to somehow get Flame's help, I need him to think I'm here to kill dame.....but will spare dame if he helps me on a mission."
He reaches over and takes a drink of his water that is sitting on the table before continuing. "I also know that the Russian mafia helped your crew get out of Switzerland, I have a contact in their mafia that has kept me very well informed. I'm going to help the Russians capture L, I've heard they're slightly peeved at her for getting the Italians mad at them for Big Paulie's murder. So you see, dear Kat, L thinks I'm here to capture dame and bring her back to Switzerland. So I have precious little time to get Flame involved, and meet with the Russian mafia contact here. This is where you're going to come in."
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 7:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 7:50 pm
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She sits there, like he asked her to do, several emotions flitting across her face as he explains why he's shown back up. Anger, shock, suspicion....all were evident in her features as he spoke.
"So let me get this straight....L sends you here to kill dame, but you're not going to kill dame. You want Flame to THINK you're gonna kill dame, so that he'll agree to some hokey mission for L to save her? But then, you and Flame are gonna hook up with the Russians and capture L? And I suppose you're going to need me to make the arrangements so that you can meet the people you need to, am I correct?" She rolls her eyes and sighs in frustration, "Is there anything ELSE you want me to do? Maybe go with you and Flame and the Russians to help ya'll capture L? You know.....because I have sooooooooo much free time on my hands, Kaoru! scream "
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 7:55 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 7:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 8:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 8:12 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 8:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 8:24 pm
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He gets up and catches her before she gets to the door. Grabbing her by the wrist, he spins her around and backs her up against the door. Holding both her hands so she doesn't strike him, he looks at her apologetically.
"Hey, I was joking, just trying to lighten the mood here. I'm sorry, okay?" He gives her a serious look.
"But I do need your help, Kat. Because before too long, L is going to realize that I haven't killed dame and then she's going to be gunning for me and dame both. I need you to help me with the Russians. You're the best damn sniper I've ever seen, and I know for a fact you still have that rifle I gave you years ago, and that you put it to pretty damn good use in Jamaica. I know you can peg her without killing her, and then the Russians get what they want, and the rest of us get what we want....our freedom."
He closes his eyes and leans his head forward to where their foreheads were touching, inhaling the scent of her, taking a moment to bask in memories. "Please Kat, if you won't do it for me, do it for dame." he whispered, still holding on to her wrists, hoping like hell she'll agree to all this.
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 8:46 pm
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dame nods, "Okay, but I have my own stuff." Smiles at her as she disappears and walks over to her seat, ducking as she goes, and grabs her own bag, stripping and changing quickly. She puts on normalish clothes, but ones that are easier to sneak in. dame debates on putting on stage make-up to hide her face tats, but feels she probably won't have time. She stuffs her bloody things into the bag and swears up and down if they get ruined because this takes too long, she is gonna be so damn pissed. She wipes her hands again and then ties the bag stuffing it into her own purple bag, zipping it and hikes it high on her shoulder. She shudders as she thinks about the her bloodied hair in a bun underneath the wig. Finished, dame grabs Brat's backpack and waits for her return.
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 9:02 pm
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