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 Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 2:38 am
: biggrin amn that was quick... He had just stolin the damn thing... how the hell did she already know? he remained pokerfaced and prayed that tarma would get there soon::
As a sort of jewel enthusiest yeah I know it, worn by queen ann or something... but what makes you think I had a damn thing to do with any of this?
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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 8:09 pm
The Eagles blared through her speakers as Tarma's corvette shot up the driveway, and the raven haired woman still sang out about the boys of summer as she killed the engine and hopped out with her brief case in hand. She got as far as the front door before something clicked that things weren't as they should be; Tony and Vinnie weren't in place, the door was half-open and there were strange tracks in the driveway gravel.
Dropping the case lightly, Tarma reached beneath the short skirt of her suit and drew the 9mm berretta from the thigh holster, releasing the safety in one swift motion. She pressed her back against the wall, using her left hand to push the door open a fraction. Voices inside reached her ears; a mans...Hiro...and a womans.
That sonuvabitch! Tarma ground her teeth ferociously. If he was cheating on her with some bimbo, he'd better start running because once she'd had taken down that bimbo, Hiro ******** Auraduex was next in line!
The mafia princess eased out of her heels and edged her way inside with silent stockinged feet, listening hard.
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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 8:15 pm
::she slammed hiros head back into the wall and pushed the gun harder into his head::
Just a feeling... Until I force you to confess.. that or just forge it...
::she smiled::
So hiro... where is it?
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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 8:16 pm
::hiro noted the door move slightly::
I dont know a damn thing...
::the knowledge that tarma was there made him feel instantly better::
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 12:12 pm
The shiny barrel of a 9mm pressed itself lightly to the base of the blonde woman's skull. Into the shocked silence, Tarma all but purred as she tsked and shook her head.
"Now, that's not very nice. Didn't anyone ever explain to you that no one is allowed to threated Hiro but me?"
Tarma's eyes glinted as she pressed the gun into Ping's head a little harder, her voice taking on a hard edge.
"Alright blondie, drop the gun and put your hands in the air...nice and slow, unless you want them to find your body floating face down in the canal tomorrow morning."
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2006 4:36 am
::ping shot a dirty look at the new arival and then glared at hiro::
I didnt expect this lowlife to have more backup...
::she droped the gun and kicked it away, raising her hands slowly::
Whats wrong hiro... cant do things yourself these days?
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2006 4:43 am
::hiro turned to face her smirking. He wiped a bit of blood from his nose::
well you know how it is these days officer...
::he walked around her kicking her gun farther away and retrieving his own::
I really dont know why your waisting your time here...
::he walked back around her looking her up and down until he was face to face with her. He grinned a wicked grin that had mischif writtian all over it::
But... you underestimated us and now... its time to pay the price...
::Hiro brought the butt uf his sawn off hard into her temple::
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2006 4:46 am
::ping glared daggers at hiro as he babbled on, however the look was quickly whiped off her face when he hit her, her vision went black as her unconsious body fell to the ground::
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2006 10:58 pm
The grin was soon wiped off Hiro's face as the gun in Tarma's hands clicked itself to HIS temple. The glare Ping had shot him was nothing compared to the one his rescuer was giving him.
"So. This is the part where you explain to me who the bimbo frisking you was, and why I shouldn't kill you for letting her." stare
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2006 11:02 pm
::Hiro rubbed the back of his head::
Officer ping was chasing me forever...
::he waved his hands showing it wasnt in the good way::
She said something about the dimond I stole... Wait...FSCK I forgot to ask where she put tony and vinnie... sweatdrop
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2006 11:08 pm
After a moment, she lowered the pistol, tucking it back into the thigh holster with a shrug. Looking down at Ping, she motioned vaguely towards the kitchen.
"Pick her up and duct tape her to a chair in the kitchen. I'm starved, and I hate doing these question sessions on an empty stomach."
Leaning up on her toes, she kissed his cheek with a smile.
"Thank you darling."
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2006 11:20 pm
::He smiled and picked up the blond womans body::
we gonna play good cop bad cop?
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2006 11:24 pm
Chuckling, she bit his lip playfully and wandered through to the kitchen, hips swaying provocatively in the tiny pinstripped skirt.
"Just so long as I can be the bad cop..."
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2006 11:28 pm
::hiro unceramoniously set ping in the chair, turning back to tarma::
I wouldnt have it any other way... I keep a roll of duct tape in the top cabnet by the sink.... for just such an occasion... :
::He reacherd behind ping removing her cuffs and cuffing her hands behind her and to the chair::
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2006 11:43 pm
Snagging the duct tape, she tossed it to him as she fixed herself a sandwich and put some canned soup in the microwave. Humming cheerfully, she slapped ham, lettuce and tomato on bread.
"Always prepared, hm?"
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