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Date Posted: Mon, Feb 18 2002, 8:56pm PST
Author: Ciara
Subject: Finding Jimmie

~She parked the car and turned to Tank.~ "We're here."~Then she took the key out of the ignition, and got out of the car, her stomach a ball of nerves. Once Tank was out she hit the button to set the alarm on the porche. She turned to Tank and waited for him to make the first move.~

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:on musclar apendges he walks forth, looking for Jimmie: where is he Ciara? :he questions: (NT) -- Jonathon, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 8:59pm PST
~Her eyes scan the diner, looking for him.~"What are you going to do if he's here?"~ (NT) -- Ciara, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:01pm PST
:he didn't want to lie to her, but what he was going to say wasn't really a lie it was part of what he was going to do: i'm going to talk to him (NT) -- Jonathon, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:06pm PST
^/ He was sitting in a booth joking with his buddies, when she walked in. He whistles and feels himself instantly react to the sight of her. He was gonna have her if it was the last thing he did. He stands up leaving the booth. Then heads towards her, not even paying attention to the man at her side. /^ (NT) -- Jimmie Baxter, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:07pm PST
:hearing his whistle, optics blade, with no time he strides over. digits clinching into fists: who the fuck are you? :questions: (NT) -- Jonathon, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:12pm PST
^/ "Excuse me?" ^/ Lifts one eyebrow./^ "Who are you to ask?" ^\ His hazel eyes move to Ciara's body which he takes a good long look at./^ (NT) -- Jimmie, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:15pm PST
~She could already tell that this was not going to turn out good. She simply glares back at Jimmie, standing close to Tank.~ (NT) -- Ciara, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:16pm PST
:without any warning he grabs his collar, shoving up against a wall: it don't matter who the hell i am...if you ever touch or look at Ciara in any way i will kill you. and that's no threat :he says: (NT) -- Jonathon, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:21pm PST
^\ "Take your hands off me you f#&k!" /^ He warns, he didn't know who this guy was, but he was in for some trouble, because at one look from him the three other guys at the booth would be on him in no time./^ (NT) -- Jimmie, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:24pm PST
~She wasn't at all happy that this was taking place because of her, and she was sligtly frightened, she'd never seen Tank so angry. She heard Jimmie's words and flinched, not a good idea.~ (NT) -- Ciara, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:26pm PST
:he narrow his optics on the man: this is between me and you... :he releases him harshly, then shoving him. digits finger the dagger: (NT) -- Jonathon, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:27pm PST
~Her eyes fall to where Tank's hand is, she closes her eyes momentarilly. Praying that he wouldn't pull out the dagger. She didn't want him in jail, not because of her, and that jackass over there.~ (NT) -- Ciara, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:29pm PST
^\ His eyes move to the dagger, and he look back up at the other man./^ "Don't go messin' around pal, I've got friends here." ^\ His eyes move to the white Ciara./^ "And you don't want to scare Ciara do ya?" ^\ Already he could tell that she was a weakness when it came to him./^ (NT) -- Jimmie, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:32pm PST
- she was looking for some fun at the moment and this was as close as she was gonna get. She smirks, walking over ||Ah, what fun...|| she says mostly to herself (NT) -- Skie, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:35pm PST
and i've got friends too :sneers, rolling his eyes: i wanna fuck you up right now :he say, stepping forth: (NT) -- Jonathon, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:35pm PST
^\ "What? Need a woman to help fight your wars for ya?" ^\ He motions with his hand for the three guys at the booth to come forward, the stand up and come forward./^ (NT) -- Jimmie, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:38pm PST
- she glares at him ||Ooh, I'm sooo scared|| shrugs ||You think I couldn't smash your head in?|| she glances at Jonathon ||I don't even know this guy (NT) -- Skie, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:39pm PST
- she glares at him ||Ooh, I'm sooo scared|| shrugs ||You think I couldn't smash your head in?|| she glances at Jonathon ||I don't even know this guy (NT) -- Skie, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:40pm PST
~Oh no, this is going to result in someone either getting seriously hurt, or killed. Was the only thought going through her mind as the others joined. It was all her fault, she never should have brought Tank here.~ (NT) -- Ciara, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:39pm PST
:he didn't notice Skie behind him. he smirks: she's tougher than you think :balling digits into fists he connect his fist into others jaw with ease: (NT) -- Jonathon, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:39pm PST
^\ He takes the blow, it causes him to step backwards. He brings dirty nailed hand up to rub his jaw./^ "That was a mistake." ^\ His he swings his fists and connects with the bigger mans face./^ (NT) -- Jimmie, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:43pm PST
- she laughs quietly, shaking her head ||Don't you guys know how to get someone on the floor?|| she asks, putting a arn quickly on Jimmie's chest and a leg behind his knees, tripping him backwards (NT) -- Skie, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:47pm PST
- she laughs quietly, shaking her head ||Don't you guys know how to get someone on the floor?|| she asks, putting a arn quickly on Jimmie's chest and a leg behind his knees, tripping him backwards (NT) -- Skie, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:47pm PST
~"Tank, take it outside, please take it outside!"~ (NT) -- Ciara, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:45pm PST
:shaking his cranium he shudders lightly, fixing his jaw quickly. he brought a right jab to his stomach: / -Jay rushes over, examining the others with a laugh- (NT) -- Jonathon and Jay, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:46pm PST
:they move outside....: (NT) -- ..., Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:48pm PST
^\ AS he doubles over his three friends step closer, the biggest of the three takes a swing at Tank./^ (NT) -- Jimmie and Co., Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:49pm PST
- she puts a foot on on Jimmies chest as he hits the ground, she shakes her head, slowly ||Man, you gotta learn to watch your back|| (NT) -- Skie, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:50pm PST
:ducks quickly, kicking him in the gentils: / -Jay charges after one of the others- (NT) -- Jonathon and Jay, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:51pm PST
~She didn't know what to do other then stand and watch, hoping they stopped before serious samage was done.~ (NT) -- Ciara, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:51pm PST
^\ He grabs her leg and knocks her to the ground, then jumps to his feet. He notices Jeremy bent over in pain from a kick to the balls, Cade was fighting with the other guy who had joined later, and Thomas was going for the one known as Tank. He kicks the woman on ground, then races forward to grab Ciara's arm and pull her against him, his arm keeping her locked against his body./^ (NT) -- Jimmie and Co, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:55pm PST
- she winces slightly at the kick, still, she gets up, tapping him on the back ||Don't you have any respect?|| (NT) -- Skie, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:57pm PST
~She terrified of how this was turning out. She sturggled trying to break free of Jimmie's hold.~ (NT) -- Ciara, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:56pm PST
- he walks over, seeing Skie and the fighting going on around her...couldn't she ever stay out of trouble? (NT) -- Cooper, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:59pm PST
:socking 'Thomas' in the face then shoving him against the wall he pulls out his dagger. grabbing Jimmie he hold the dagger against her throat: let 'er go :he snarles: (NT) -- Jonathon, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 9:59pm PST
^\He turns enough so that the woman can see the knife he has in his hand. His hold tightens on Ciara./^ "Don't mess with me, or I'll take her away with me right now, and have my way, then you'll never find her body." (NT) -- Jimmie, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 10:00pm PST
- he looks at the knives, taking out his gun...now this was getting rough ||Hold it|| he says, voice deep with fury (NT) -- Cooper, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 10:01pm PST
~She whimpers as Jimmie's hold tightens further. He renches them from Tank's grasp and begins walking backwards, away from everyone else.~ (NT) -- Ciara, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 10:02pm PST
:releases Jimmie gradually, he didn't want to hurt Ciara that way: (NT) -- Jonathon, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 10:03pm PST
- (NT) -- ., Mon, Feb 18 2002, 10:06pm PST
^ He looks from the new guy with the gun to Tank, his eyes narrow.^ "Are you really going to take a chance of shooting her? Back the F#$k off, or I swear I'll cut her!" ^Smiles savagly as he hears Ciara cry out in protest.^ ~"Let me go Jimmie, just ley me go and Tank and everyone will back off, right Tank?"~ She looks at him her brown eyes pleading with him. (NT) -- Jimmie, and Ciara, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 10:09pm PST
- he doesnt take his eyes off Jimmie ||I have good aim...I swear that you'll be dead before you even slash that knife of yours|| (NT) -- Cooper, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 10:11pm PST
^He's now wild with fury.^ "I never asked for this! I was just in there with my pal's and then this guy comes up causinf trouble."^ Points at Tank with his knife.^ ~"Just let me go Jimmie, there's too many of them." ~ She looks at the man with the gun, feeling uneasy with it being pointed at her. (NT) -- Jimmie and Ciara, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 10:15pm PST
- he shrugs ||You were askin' for it...You drew that bloody knife on her didn't you?|| (NT) -- Cooper, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 10:18pm PST
  - she watches Cooper...man, this was fun. She smirks slightly, glancing at Jimmie (NT) -- Skie, Mon, Feb 18 2002, 10:22pm PST
if you let her go we'll drop our weapons :he says, calmly: (NT) -- Jonathon, Tue, Feb 19 2002, 5:31pm PST
^\ He looks at him, wondering if the minute he lets go of her if Tank will jump him. He wasn't none to trustworthy of other people./^ "What assurence do I have that you won't take me down the minute I let go of her?"/^ ~She silently hoped he would let her go soon, beofre she followed through with the dangerous thing she was planning.~ (NT) -- Jimmie and Ciara, Tue, Feb 19 2002, 5:38pm PST
:optics narrow on him: becos if you let her go i won't hurt you...she's m'life man... :says: (NT) -- Jonathon, Tue, Feb 19 2002, 5:56pm PST
^\ He swollows, thinking it might be a good idea to let her go and hope or the best. he didn't like the odds as they stood./^ ~She heard his words and her throat tigtened in response, things were going to be okay, they had to be.~ (NT) -- Jimmie and Ciara, Tue, Feb 19 2002, 6:00pm PST
you gunna let her go? :questions: -- Jonathon, Tue, Feb 19 2002, 6:04pm PST
^\ In response he pushes her away from him with a quick thrust. In doing so, his knife lightly grazes her arm, but not badly enough for anyone besides him and Ciara to notice./^ ~ She bites her lip to keep from crying out as she feels the knife slice through part of her arm, she didn't want Tank knowing. She stumbles away from Jimmie as quickly as she can.~ (NT) -- Jimmie and Ciara, Tue, Feb 19 2002, 6:10pm PST
:catching the action, though he refrains from hurting the little man. he steps froth quickly to pick her up, carring her to the car: i'm sorry doll... (NT) -- Jonathon, Tue, Feb 19 2002, 6:34pm PST
~"Its okay Tank. Can you let me down so that I can disarm the alarm?"~He sets her down and she takes the keys out of her pocket, pointing them at the porche she presses the button and the alarm is disarmed.~ (NT) -- Ciara, Tue, Feb 19 2002, 6:41pm PST
^\ he notices that it is she who has the keys to the expensive car, and knows that she hadn't had it earlier today./^ "Is this a new toy Ciara?"/^ Looks from Tank to the car./^"Did he give this to you? Didn't know you were such an expensive screw Ciara."/^ (NT) -- Jimmie, Tue, Feb 19 2002, 6:45pm PST
~She spun on her heel before anyone else could react and marched up to him. She socked him square on the nose, not even flinching when she heard the crunch. Blood had gone flying and as she pulled her fist away she saw that it was pooring from his most defintly broken nose.~"Don't ever say anything like that to me again!"~ (NT) -- Ciara, Tue, Feb 19 2002, 6:50pm PST
:watching Jimmie and listening to his smart ass comment he frowns wanting to hurt him: actually i'm no toy and unlike you i can afford the cars in which i own (NT) -- Jonathon, Tue, Feb 19 2002, 6:52pm PST
~She walks back to Tank and pulls him to the Porche. She hands hime the keys.~ "Can you drive please?"~ She doesn't trust her arm which was hurting very badly right now. She could feel the blood trickiling down her arm on the inside of her coat.~ (NT) -- Ciara, Tue, Feb 19 2002, 7:08pm PST
:opens the door for her: doll wanna go to the hosital to get your arm checked out? :asks, starting engine and driving in the direction of the hospital: (NT) -- Jonathon, Tue, Feb 19 2002, 7:58pm PST
- she smirks, looking at Jimmie with disgust...She turns to Ciara, with a nod of approval (NT) -- Skie, Wed, Feb 20 2002, 12:58am PST
  - he rolls his eyes at Skie, taking her arm gently ||C'mon, lets get back to Fate|| (NT) -- Cooper, Wed, Feb 20 2002, 12:59am PST

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