<Font color=royalblue>"Keys." She demanded as she turned, holding her hand out palm up to wait for him to hand them over. If he was to tired to do any damn work then he sure as hell wasn't driving. Her jaw was set and her dark eyes were guarded, the wall up in place firmly to hide any emotions from his searching - if he actually even cared - gaze. The icequeen was there in full effect, it was like the man in front of her had never even touched her soul as he had. She was an agent now and if he wasn't going to pull his weight in whatever area he could when he could do it then she was more then willing to just leave him alone and do her work on her own. </font color> -- :. Extra Board .:

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