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Post by Evilduck on May 13, 2004 21:25:52 GMT -5
*Hears phone ringing, turns to Amarie Glace.
"I'm dreadfully sorry, but I have other matters to attend to, miss...?"
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Post by Nature's Fury on May 13, 2004 21:57:48 GMT -5
It's Miss Glace. I wonder, might I wait for him in his study? I really Must talk with him, it's terribly urgent...*I fluttered my eyelashes and looked up at the doorman with just a trace of desperation. I wanted in, and I wasn't going to be stopped by a too-correct servant. I gave a worried smile and brushed golden bangs from my forehead, red-painted nails clicking together as I tried to slip the blonde locks out of the way. I hoped he was buying my innocent and frightened act... I hate looking like a fool for no reason.*
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Post by Evilduck on May 13, 2004 22:32:02 GMT -5
"I'm afraid you don't understand, let me put this bluntly. I have taken Jeff hostage, as it appears he has some valuable information that some organization called the EPOSWAS wants... Now please excuse me, that might be them"
*shuts door
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Post by KillinKrillan on May 13, 2004 22:48:20 GMT -5
*A slight smile appears on his face*
I certainly hope your still not feeling after affects of those drugs for your sake...
But like I said, we have all night, you know that's not the crap I want to know, but tell me whatever you wish... You certainly wont be leaving here or getting ANY sleep until I get the information I desire.
I get impatient quickly... Don't make me resort to torture...
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Post by Nature's Fury on May 13, 2004 23:00:10 GMT -5
*I stared, aghast, at the door. He actually shut the door on me! On ME! Apparently, the sweet and innocent approach was NOT going to work. I glowered. I'd have to do this the other way, then. I drew my small revolver from my purse, checking to make sure it was fully loaded. Creeping along the side of the house, I located a window that was partially open. A quick glance inside revealed that it opened into a library, empty save for the bookshelves and a chair. The door to the room was closed. Perfect. I slipped my heels off and climbed in the window, unwilling to allow the distinctive click of stilletto's to give me away. I crept across the library and listened at the door; there was no sound nearby. Cautiously, I opened the door and slipped into the hall beyond. The Jeff was probably being held in one of the rooms on the upper floor... Harder to get at than a first floor room. I'd check upstairs first. And woe befall that doorman if he happened to cross my path... My revolver may look decorative, but it packs four more shots than a simple six shooter. I headed for the center of the house, looking for stairs.*
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Post by Evilduck on May 13, 2004 23:12:21 GMT -5
I thought to myself what that woman could have possibly wanted. Was she Jeff's realtive? Then she would now be phoning the police... The other posibility is that she was EPOSWAS, in that case I had nothing to worry about for now, they wouldn't kill me untill they had Jeff.
*Picks up the reciever
"Yes?"
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Post by >>The Neon One on May 13, 2004 23:18:01 GMT -5
I was agast at the strange, unfamiliar voice that answered. Angrily I shouted.
Who is this? What are you doing at the Jeff's house?
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Post by geneva on May 14, 2004 0:04:35 GMT -5
(OFF TOPIC- Geneva, YAY FOR LICHTENSTIEN ICONS =DD :: bounces:: ) Why thankyou. I almost bought a calender of lichtenstien this year but went for the 20s/30s fashion prints instead. What a pity, now i wish I had gotten the other.... ------------------------------------------------- "Tsk, tsk. Torture is so unclassy. Really psychological games are all the rage in these modern days. They're much more sophisteicated. And less messy..." She glances at Ali. "But then you don't seem to mind mess all that much, do you..." Well since your so determined to pull an all-nighter, I obviously can't slight you and give you whatever you want before then! It would be too cruel. I do try to please after all." She set her elbows on her crossed legs and leaned on her hands in just such a way as to radiate light consideration on an unclear subject. "I'm not at all sure how we can waste all that time away though. I must admit sitting here and staring at each other isn't the way I'd pick to spend a night. No offense or anything, but your face isn't exactly the prettiest I've ever laid my eyes on." She sighed and looked up at the ceiling, watching the progress of a small brown spider. "Perhaps you have a deck of cards?"
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Post by Nature's Fury on May 14, 2004 0:20:13 GMT -5
*I could hear a voice coming from a room towards the front of the house. I paused, but couldn't make out the words. Silently, I crept up the grand staircase. Several dull thumps were audible from beyond a thick door. I moved cautiously to the door and tried the knob. To my astonishment, it was unlocked. I went through the door, gun first. Bound and gagged on the floor, struggling and thrashing, was a very angry looking man.* You must be The Jeff. *I couldn't help but smirk just a bit. The doorman may have beat me to him, but it looked like I'd be getting what I wanted anyway.* You look like you need some help. *I bowed ironically.* Lucky for you, I'm here to serve. Now... Let's see about getting you untied...
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Post by Little Miss Odd on May 14, 2004 0:22:42 GMT -5
I was agast at the strange, unfamiliar voice that answered. Angrily I shouted.Who is this? What are you doing at the Jeff's house? neone was shouting.... clutching the phone so hard i feared for the gold plating
this couldn't be goodwhat's the matter? what's wrong? who is that? WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO ABOUT GENEVA?! yes there were other mysteries afoot, but Geneva, Head of EPOSWAS ought to have been the main goal, pssht, the fate of the world could wait till Geneva was back with the EPOSWAS
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Post by Arachis on May 14, 2004 0:33:21 GMT -5
Im sorry Miss Geneva, I didnt realize you were so fashion contientous, but this really happens all the time. See.... I have 5 other bullets here, and 7 on the other leg. Dont worry though, Ill be back to clean it as soon as I patch it up...
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Post by Evilduck on May 14, 2004 8:38:15 GMT -5
*smiles to himself
"Who wants to know?"
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Post by >>The Neon One on May 14, 2004 9:01:37 GMT -5
This is Detective Neone, Private Eye, personal friend of The Jeff's. I demand to know who this is right now.
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Post by Nature's Fury on May 14, 2004 12:11:55 GMT -5
*I untied him. So far, so good. Now we just had to get out of here. I hoped it would be as easy as everything else so far...*
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Post by Evilduck on May 14, 2004 18:34:27 GMT -5
I recognized the name immediately, whe was the one the Jeff contacted about the tanzanite. Bingo!
"I'm afraid I must be brief, I have taken Mr. Jeff hostage. If you would like to talk to him about, oh... say tanzanite, then tonight, at one A.M., be at the abbandoned subway station at Abbot Square. Bring ten grand."
*hangs up phone and goes up stairs
(note: I am wearing a mask)
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