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                     Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 6:42 pm 
 
 
                        
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			             Sounds good to me. *She grinned and kissed him back.         
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                     Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 6:45 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            *Mark, started to unbutton his shirt. Lifting up her top slowly, kissing her again. Rolling over, to have her on top. Holding her close.*         
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                     Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 6:55 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            *She kissed him back and ran her hands up his sides.*         
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                     Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 7:01 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            *Mark turns off the lamp near the bed, slipping down. Undressing her.*         
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                     Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 7:13 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            *Grins and does the same to him*         
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                     Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 3:16 am 
 
 
                        
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			            In the kitchen, Tika was eating some cereal. His nose was wrinkled, and his eyes bunched up.Someone had been smoking, and the faint overtones of scent he was getting, apart from acrid cigarette smoke, were of Mark. He would have to have a polite word.
 
 When he was done with his breakfast, Tika headed outside to the back lawns, and his Subaru. She was certainly beyond any repair he could manage himself, and he doubted he would get much for her now. With a small indignant sigh he withdrew his mobile phone from inside pocket of his hoodie and dialled the number for a local car scrapyard.
 
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                     Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 1:55 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Dev grimaced for a moment before opening his eyes. Looking about he gathered the situation. It divided the outcomes into two categories.
 Either A he had been arrested and placed into a military prison hospital. Or B he was hallucinating. Grabbing the covers he threw them off revealing DC's work. Slowly he twisted off the bed placing his warm feet on the cold tile floor.
 
 A few moments later a scream could be heard through out the mansion.
 
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                     Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 3:15 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            *Mika woke up and set up in bed. She rubbed her eyes tring to wake up a little. She kissed Mark lightly then got out of bed. SHe grabbed some clean clothes then went into the bathrrom and took a shower.*         
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                     Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 3:47 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            ((that's because we cant get any further..   xp   and Wes, want to have Tika have that 'polite' word with Mark now? lol))
 *Mark mumbled something, catching Mika going in the bathroom. He yawned rubbing his eyes. He blinked a bit and sat up, looking in his duffel bag. Grabbing the last bit of clean clothes, thinking he would need to wash his clothes as well as get some more from the Tavern. Shouldn't he be recruiting people? But who? He shrugged, grabbing his towel and wrapping it around his waist, feeling a bit cold. He smirked, and left Mika's room quickly, he searched with his mind for an unoccupied room nearby. He sneaked in the room next door and entered the bathroom, taking a quick shower.*
 
 ((Btw.. you can call 'Maico' for car repairs.. dents, all that crap   3nodding   damn Americans lol))
 
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                     Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 4:06 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Tika bolted into the classified sections when he heard the scream. He stopped inside the infirmary doorway ad looked to Dev."What is it?"
 
 (( Real good with situations like this, he is  xd  Liek so totally not, girlfriend!
 Err... Soon Mark. Tika will find time for it. *sets Tika's alarm so the little guy doesn't forget* ))
 
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                     Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 4:14 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            ((Yeah no prob.. nice sig btw XP))
 *Mark slipped out of the shower, and got dressed. His head turned to the door, hearing the scream. He shook his head, drying where ever he got wet. He brushed his teeth and fixed his hair, showing his fangs and teeth at the mirror to see that they were still at their nice white complexion. He liked his teeth slightly.* Mmm.. toothpaste..
 
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                     Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 4:15 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            *Mika got done with her shower and got out. She dried off and got dressed. She walked over to the mirror and brushed her hair then brushed her teeth. She left hte bathroom and went back into her room. She noticed Mark had gotten up and left. She grabbed her boots and put them on then her collar. She left her room and went downstairs.*         
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                     Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 5:00 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Walking around the commons room, he whistled.
 "Nice place..."
 
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                     Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 5:00 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            *Mark adjusted his collar, cracking his neck slightly. He left the room, and into Mika's room. Not finding her there, he grabbed his duffel bag and headed downstairs, wondering if the mansion has a laundry room.*         
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                     Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 5:15 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            *Sigh*
 Sitting, he looked around, wondering exactly what this place was hiding.
 
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