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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 7:53 pm
Finally. Tiffany let out a sigh, and completely spun the bike around, Going through alleys and sidewalks until reaching His apartment complex. "HEre." SHe muttered.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 7:54 pm
Angel didn't get off right away, "Will you stay here and wait till I get back?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 7:56 pm
Tiffany sighed, and flipped open a drink. "Whatever." she said with no emotion whatsoever. It really meant yes, but why show a sign of weakness?
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 8:00 pm
Angel nodded and said, "Be right back." He finaly let go of her waist and walked up to his appartment. He didn't bend forward because he didn't want Tiffany seeing him in pain....and he wondered why. He got into his appartment and looked for his wallet...and stopped when he was the guns on his bed were missplaced. He sighed as he also noted that she found his locked box of old memories....he found his wallet and headed down stairs.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 8:05 pm
Tiffany sighed, and pulled in closer to the Apartment complex, now stopping the engine, and drinking the bottle of lemon soda on her left. She looked around the neighbourhood. Intresting for someone high on her father's list to live..
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 8:09 pm
Angel strolled out of the appartment complex, even though his stomach was burning with pain. Stupid CEO.....Stupid gun shot wound....stupid me not wearing a bullet proff vest.... He looked up at Tiffany and said, "Most of those pictures were when I was 16 and 17."
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 8:09 pm
((Sorry, was busy))
Arthur stood up quickly, knocking his desk chair over when Iris burst into his office. "What? What is it?" he asked.
Tony walked down into the basement, taking a quick glance through a one way mirror (he being on the window side) at his "patient". It was a member of a local gang.
Tony went and took off his suit jacket and put on his labcoat and a medical mask. He then walked into the torture room.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 8:11 pm
Iris quickly closed the chief's room so everyone wouldn't hear, "A blood sample has been..contaminated. The docs say it they can't identify both the blood sample or the chemical that destroyed the blood sample."
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 8:12 pm
Tiffany rolled her eyes, and threw the drink on the ground. "Where to.?" She asked blankly, looking directly forward.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 8:13 pm
Angel handed Tiffany a piece of papper, "I hear this place has alot of good motercycles." Odd that she didn't ask about the bear....
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 8:14 pm
Arthur pounded his desk. "DAMN!" he shouted. "It must be the mafia" he said, "no one else is this calculating".
Giovanni was still asleep, snoring loudly.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 8:15 pm
Tiffany glared at the paper. It was her garage. "Fine, whatever.." She said, starting without giving him a chance to man-handle her. She wondered about the bear, but she didn't want to ask the likes of him.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 8:16 pm
Iris looked down, "I'm going to secretly interview each person there....I was wondering if I could inlist your and Rose's help?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 8:17 pm
-B r e a d f i s h e s- Tiffany glared at the paper. It was her garage. "Fine, whatever.." She said, starting without giving him a chance to man-handle her. She wondered about the bear, but she didn't want to ask the likes of him. Angel smiled, "I have to ask, what is it about me that you don't like?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 8:18 pm
[Tiffany switched gears, and went in the direction of her store. She said nothing for awhile, and brakeing in fron of her shop soon later. "Everything." She said, the engine coming to a stop.
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