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Post by Sidapa Amparo on Jul 26, 2008 1:40:33 GMT -5
"Okay, I will look into plane things on my own. Then I will meet up with whoever I meet up with." Sidapa decides. He stands up and tries to figure out where he will go first. "I will talk to Sota. They make planes and military things. I ask them if they sold to anyone strange. I will also talk to Manalist temple. Maybe they know of a missing plane."
"See you later!" Sidapa decides. He picks up his heavy purse and slings it over his shoulder. He blows them both a kiss and heads out the door for his part of this mission.
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Post by Malak Al-Dabaran on Jul 26, 2008 1:42:14 GMT -5
"Oh god, they're here for us already." Malak shouts when he hears a knock on the door. He bolts for the coat closet where he hides. He puts coats over him to conceal himself from any Hand Member or Manalist.
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Post by Sharon Anderson on Jul 26, 2008 1:45:04 GMT -5
Sharon stared down at Kiley, before sighing softly. She glanced at Danny. Remembering the fact she was trying to be nice, she finally nodded.
"Come on, let's go surprise your lover boy." She stated, moving to the place where Danny sat. She stayed back though, deciding he'd like Kiley to run up to him first. And know Kiley, she was going to.
She could use more drinks, anyway.
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 26, 2008 1:45:08 GMT -5
Tuesday decides to open the door instead of hiding in the coat closet, she peers out the peephole first though, and sees Hilja, the woman they'd met at Maeve's tattoo parlor. "Hi Hilja, come on in." She says, smiling warmly. "Malaks here to, he's hiding in the coat closet, though."
Once Hilja's inside, she closes the door, and opens the door of the coat closet, where Malak is cowering under a few of her jackets. She sighs, but can't pretend she's not the least bit amused. "Malak, its just Hilja. You can come out."
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Post by Kiley Castiglione on Jul 26, 2008 1:50:36 GMT -5
Kiley grinned, and kissed her sister's cheek. "You're great." She says, sauntering over to where Danny was sitting, with Sharon close behind, she took a seat beside him.
"You there, why the long face?" She greeted, with a grin.
She was glad that Bella'd decided they could stay a bit longer, Kiley really detested sitting in the apartment while Bella worked, which was usually what she ended up doing, leaving only to go to work herself, eat, or play with the cat, all of which stopped being entertaining quickly. And where they lived, there weren't many people whom Bella would allow Kiley to socialize with, hell, there weren't many people Kiley would want to socialize with.
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Post by Bambi Engel on Jul 26, 2008 1:52:29 GMT -5
Bambi glanced over at Alexei multiple times. He had a friendly enough smile, but people could fake friendly smiles easy enough. She nervously runs her index finger at the hem of her business skirt.
"Coffee or tea sounds nice, but I'm actually heading to work. I really need to get started on this project, you see... I don't want to let my boss down." She stated truthfully.
With a grimace, she decided to add, "She's not a happy woman when she's let down." That was more than truthful, too. She remembered witnessing one of her work partners 'letting Anette down.'
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Post by Malak Al-Dabaran on Jul 26, 2008 1:56:34 GMT -5
Malak reluctantly comes out of the closet, feeling a little embarrassed. "You must forgive these nerves. I've been captured and just escaped so I am a little more paranoid than usual. I am glad to be free...and don't want to go through that again." Malak states to Hilja, trying not to sound like a complete wuss.
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Post by Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev on Jul 26, 2008 1:58:10 GMT -5
"My friend Kizu might be coming too. She can be trusted though."
I enter the apartment and take a seat on the couch. No one else has shown up yet, but others might be working or afraid to show.
"I think...maybe it would be a good idea if party members started carrying guns."
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 26, 2008 2:02:53 GMT -5
Tuesday nods. "We all need some sort of protection, but how many of us have the money to pay for any type of weaponry?" She asks, and feels glum about the lack of funds. She thinks about the manala pistol she'd used when they were battling Markus, and wonders if she still had it.
"Unless you know of some underground gun lord that we can all go to?" She adds, though she thinks the idea is entirely plausible. She'd heard of a woman, but wasn't sure of her name or location, perhaps Hilja or Malak knew of her.
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 26, 2008 2:04:10 GMT -5
Alexei chuckled and reached for her elbow.
"I'm afraid I'm going to have to insist." He says, "And don't make a scene either. I'll find you again just as easily. Just come with me and hear me out."
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Post by Malak Al-Dabaran on Jul 26, 2008 2:06:02 GMT -5
"I don't know of anyone who sells guns. I am also unsure of where we would come up with the money." Malak admits.
He thinks about the money issue a little. "When I was living in London, I did hear that London's bank was pretty loose about who it lent to. I could always see if that is still the case."
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Post by Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev on Jul 26, 2008 2:09:16 GMT -5
"I don't know of any gun people." I say. I play with my dress a little and kick my boots against the couch lightly as I think about the situation. "I did meet a guy named Sakari and the mafia was after him. He might know." But that is my best suggestion.
"we could have a bake sale to raise money. Brownies for bullets." I say and giggle. "Ooh, and I bet Maeve knows gun people. Is she still around?"
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Post by Bambi Engel on Jul 26, 2008 2:10:54 GMT -5
Bambi's muscles tensed agonizingly as he grabbed her elbow. She thought of struggling, but if his words were true... What if he found her another time, in a not so public place, at night? Shuddering at the thought, she nodded softly.
Why would anyone want with her though? She hadn't done anything! She desperately thought of Peter, Danny, even Tuesday. As if thinking about them would summon one of them to aid her. Ha, yeah right.
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 26, 2008 2:14:41 GMT -5
Alexei lead her to a small, out of the way coffee shop. He gave the owner a few rand bills and gestured, and everyone left. The mafia wasn't completely without it's influence in London.
"Now," He said once they were alone, "Your name is Bambi. You're here to investigate a bank."
The way he said was a statement, not a question. He wanted her to know that he knew his purpose very well.
"My employer has money in that bank, and he doesn't like his money investigated, understand? He's very, very attached to his money."
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Post by Sharon Anderson on Jul 26, 2008 2:14:42 GMT -5
Danny was much less a threat, so Sharon felt comfortable enough with Kiley bothering him. Sliding into the booth across from them, she took another swing of the vodka bottle. Might as well get comfortable.
It was a bit too hot for her tastes in the club with the jacket on, but it was bearable. As she places the bottle back onto the table, she sneezes. Hoping she wasn't getting a cold, she rubs her nose with the sleeve of her jacket.
She really had nothing to say, Kiley seemed perfectly fine entertaining herself with Danny, and Danny likewise.
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