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Date Posted: 22:07:27 03/14/06 Tue
Author: Haylie
Subject: inside
In reply to: Kyrian 's message, "Prison gates won't open up for me
On these hands and knees I'm crawlin'
Oh, I reach for you" on 22:38:58 03/08/06 Wed

She just let him go, staying in the SUV and resting her head back against the headboard, letting her eyes slide shut as she took a few deep breaths to just control her emotions. Quietly, she closed the notebook and put it into the briefcase and let out a low breath, dropping her head into her hands before she swallowed heavily and wiped away the stray tears from her eyes before she looked back to the headquarters where she spent so much of her time. Finally, she went inside and dropped off the evidence before taking her notebook with her up to one of the 'stay' rooms upstairs. They were small rooms somewhat like dorms, for when the agents were between assignments and needed somewhere to stay - she had a permanent one. Within moments she had the notebook on the desk, the light flipped on, the computer booted up and was changing from the comfortable outfit that made her feel like a woman in love and happy with life into the hard, cold leather suit that clung to her frame and made her look like dangerous sex on legs. She checked her messages quickly before heading back downstairs to see what was going on and if there was anything she could...

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Inside -- Kyrian, 22:19:07 03/14/06 Tue
- She frowned a touch as she looked down at the phone on her hip, flipping it open. "Lambert." She stated, not having looked at the called ID as usual. A low breath escaped her lips as her brow knitted together and her eyes narrowed as two agents rushed by her at a job down into the hallway. She tipped her head to the side as she waited to see who was on the phone, checking her gun and then shifted her weight to continue on down the stairs... (NT) -- Haylie, 22:28:22 03/14/06 Tue

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