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Date Posted: 00:58:08 05/18/06 Thu
Author: Gianna DiRossi
Subject:
Your memory's bound me like a chain
I wish it would break
And this old heart of mine's got a mind of its own
And it's decided not to let you go
Even though your love's no longer here
It won't let me shed one tear
Cause' it's still holdin' onto yesterday
I wish it would break


(She leaned back in her chair and rolled a pen between her fingers as she thought about what was going to be going down in a matter of minutes. She had set up a meeting with a couple of girls that she was going to be recruiting and she had had to let things roll and allow her 'assitant' to go pick the girls up. The man was younger, weaker than the others and had a serious crush on her. If she had to pick anyone within the organization to lean on, it would be Craig. With a deep sigh, she contemplated her situation and as usual became angry about it. Commander Jeremiah McLean was going to rue the day he stopped her from going out in the field.. she proved her worth by remaining alive and she was going to make sure no more women suffered what she had suffered if it killed her. She looked at the photo of her "boss", a man named Hayden Gallagher... a man that worked under a man named Wallace and had ordered the assault on her. A vile mixture of fear, anger and pain welled up in her and before she could stop it a tear slipped down her cheek and she furiously swiped it away.. enough of her dignity, strength and femininity had been stolen from her.. she wouldn't let him take any more. For a few weeks now she had been working solo in the empire, moving up in rank and growing more and more angry that the bastard didn't even recognize her.. he had ordered her rape and didnt even know what she looked like.. well he was going to pay when she had her gun down his throat. Coldly she used the end of her pen to kill a beetle that was crawling across her desk, this fucking country was disgusting. Her eyes flicked up as Craig walked in and she shifted her feet down from the desk, getting to her feet and exhanging words with the man.. the girls would be waiting for her in the small room outside of her office that served as a waiting area.. she had already searched this room and cleared it for bugs.. they could talk freely there which was why she had set up the meeting there in the first place.) Show them in. (She said coldly, placing both hands in the desktop and leaning forward a little, watching her assistant nervously leave to get the girls. In the weeks since she had been in contact, she had lost more weight and had developed a cold sort of expression that was a mask for the pain she held inside. Her cheeks were hollowed and her classic beauty was marred in a way that made her look sad and beaten even when her expression and stance made her look powerful. No one in their right mind would have believed her pregnant, not when she was impossibly thin and clad in a pair of leather shorts and a matching halter, her long hair chopped short in a spikey sort of style that made her look like she took no nonsense from anyone.. and that was the truth.)

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