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| New RN's. How bout it? |
| I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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 Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:15 pm
((LOL, just drag some of the couches from back by TES's shackles over here!))
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:17 pm
-dame stops when she hears Kat yelling after her and turns around- You know how she is, Kat! She's ******** with us. With all of us, no doubt. She's a conniving, manipulative, psychotic b***h. She likes to watch people squirm. Probably played with ants and magnifying glasses when she was young! She... -dame lowers her voice- She's going after Flame because she found one weakness she could pluck and manipulate... stare me. -thinks back to all the things he said... stressed while in a bugged room- He said some things out loud he probably shouldn't have. And now she's using it to her advantage. -she doesn't even notice Icy in her craze-
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:20 pm
He gets up and follows her, watching as Icy races past him. Grabbing Kat, he pulls her close, "Dammit, you are NOT going to run away from me! I was never going to tell you that little fact about our break-up, but I felt I had to so that your friends would trust me!" He turns her around and wraps one arm around her waist, and cups her chin with his other hand. "Don't you realized I died inside that day you left?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:23 pm
*Slips in to the shadows, moving through them quickly to appear near dame. Before dame senses her, she grips her arm tightly.* We are going to have some discussion, here and now. All of us. And no damn bloodshed, not today. Fecka beeatch ain't gonna get that satisfaction.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:25 pm
Leans on the bar with his left elbow holding the water in his right hand and sucks on the glass watching the activities in tourist fascination.
" wow. they're excitable..."
He continued to sip on the water swishing it around in his mouth observing intently.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:29 pm
((Props his booted feet on the coffee table, watching the show. ))
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:36 pm
*stops up short just inches from dame as Brat appeared from the shadows next to her. Sneering, she glares dame down while talking to Brat*
There is nothing to talk about. It's all very simple. dame here had a choice. See, she has the grand leisure of chosing her jobs. If she likes it, she takes it. Nothing more. Nothing less. She chose MW as her job. She chose to become a mole and infiltrate our little happy group. She chose to bring all the melodramatic, megalomania, maniacally heinous torment that is L to our doorstep. All of what has happened is b/c she chose.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:41 pm
I know how she got here, Icy. I know what her job was. I also know that getting out Flame put us in debt to one very cruel and heartless man who is every bit as dangerous and more so than the freak-a-leak y'all call L. And he ain't gonna forget that debt.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:42 pm
Gulps down his water nervously feeling the tension so thick you could cut it with a pretzel stick. He began to shake slightly poruing himself another glass of water putting a few icecubes into it as he continued to spectate the ongoings of the unknowns in the room.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:45 pm
-dame snorts.- First of all, L chose the job. I accepted. L is the freelance agent, not me. Second of all, I chose a job where I was suppose to infiltrate a bar. Become friends with a certain patron of the bar in order to gain information from said patron. No more. No less. I did my job. And yes, I did it damn well. But don't you be sneering down your nose at me, Icy Reign just because I did a job.
-rips her arm from Brat's grip, taking a step closer to Icy- Don't get all high and mighty just because that job was -points at Icy- YOU. You can't say you haven't done the same. Or worse. We are all in the same line of work around here, Icy. Don't act like you are flabbergasted by what I did just because it happened to hit a little closer to home. mad
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:46 pm
"I died that day too....." She pushes away from him and goes back to the bar and downs her drink. Whirling around to face him, "So, what now, Kaoru? This is too much for me to take in. I feel like I've been caught up in a tornado or something..." She sits back down, staring at her hands in her lap. "I need some time.....to think about what happened between us," she looks him in the eye, her eyes devoid of emotion, "But I guarantee I can put my game face on for whatever is about to go down." She gets up, wiping the last tear from her eye, and makes herself another drink, this one a bit stronger than the last one.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:53 pm
High and mighty? What I do is hunt down dirty, lowdown, snake in the grass, kill their mama for a dollar type assholes. There is no getting to know someone. Infiltrating and pretending. I go in, shoot first, ask questions later. That's my job.
*steps closer to dame, towering over her and pointing her index finger in her face*
So don't you compare your ******** up life to mine. You don't know me, you don't know a gotdamn thing about me! The only thing that has -hit- close to home is that my skirt chasing mentor has a thing for your ******** up a** and I can't stand it! mad He deserves better. evil And honey, you ain't it!
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:56 pm
Is that so, Icy Reign. -steps back and crosses her arms, eyes sliding off to the side- And what about Solo?
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:56 pm
Does a slight spittake stifling his laughter. This was great. It was like some live action soap opera. He didn't know people actually did stuff like that in real life and turned his head away to hide the ridiculously high grin on his face.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:57 pm
(( rofl And nobody notices the person standing at the bar... rofl ))
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