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Post by Hannah on Dec 3, 2007 15:13:33 GMT
I walk besides Jack, holding my gun in my hand. It looks kinda nice here for sure... kinda extremly posh and such and fancy. I wrickle my nose and purse my lips a bit.
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Post by Jacky on Dec 3, 2007 15:22:30 GMT
We get halfway down the lane towards the house before an alarm goes off. A siren sounds, as the camera's picked up the sight of us. "Keep walking." I tell the girls, drawing my gun just in case. Ready to actually shoot whoever might have the guts to step in the way.
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Post by Hannah on Dec 3, 2007 15:59:50 GMT
"Wasn't planing on doing anything else.." I mumble under my breath as we continue walking. I push some hair behind my ear and totally feel like a bond girl for a second  |
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Post by Jacky on Dec 3, 2007 16:42:29 GMT
For some reason I suspect that DiMaggio told his guards not to go over to us, cos nobody shows up outside. By the time we reach the frontdoor it opens though, and he stands there himself, gun in his hand.
"Didn't expect you here so soon." He states matter-of-factly, fiddling with his gun.
"Surprise." I reply just as dryly, aiming my gun at him.
He grins, obviously confident that he has the upperhand in this. "Let's not spill blood on my doorstep. Come in." He turns his back to them and disappears into the house.
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Post by Hannah on Dec 3, 2007 17:17:35 GMT
"How friendly of him... or he just wants to make sure his maid wont get too tired.." I roll my eyes and follow Jack inside the mansion. It is beautiful for sure and all, but still... ugh.. is che here?
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Post by Jacky on Dec 4, 2007 16:58:17 GMT
DiMaggio leads them to a luxurious, classic study, where he takes a seat behind the desk. He seems entirely unbothered by the fact that Jack's still holding a gun - of course knowing that he won't shoot him if he wants information. "Who'd you bring?" He asks, casting amused glances at the girls. "What is this, a trying-out for Charlie's Angels?"
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Post by Hannah on Dec 5, 2007 16:17:49 GMT
"I'm no angel" I tell the motherfucker behind his cocksucking nice desk. I just ain't able to hold my tongue when people like him try to be smart or funny or whatever.
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Post by Daz on Dec 5, 2007 17:42:00 GMT
I stand behind both Ana and Jack, looming in the distance of the situation.. my mind keeps drifting off into day dreams.
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Post by Jacky on Dec 6, 2007 18:59:05 GMT
"Cute." He comments.
"Listen, pal, we didn't come here because we enjoy your company. I believe you've got something that's ours." I snap at him.
"Right.. right.. Maybe." He smiles.
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Post by Hannah on Dec 6, 2007 19:27:16 GMT
"Yeah, you smell funny. Now take a shower and give him back." I grunt.
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