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Date Posted: 21:35:03 01/19/06 Thu
Author: Remy
Subject: Now this looks like a job for me..
In reply to: Shay/Haylie 's message, " What I would give for an address out on easy straight " on 21:17:55 01/19/06 Thu

(He frowned at Kyrian's information, nodding nonetheless as he brought his gaze back down to Shay, holding her sight with his own. He lifted his chin just a little as though to get her attention before he spoke.) Sweety, relax, don't fight the pain.. just let your body work, focus everyone on deep breaths. (He felt her other hand move and took it in his free hand, holding it tight and forcing her attention on him.) (He got to his feet once his information was relayed and looked over at Haylie, the familiar feeling of intense desire spiking his pulse. Berating his very male reaction to a gorgeous and dangerous female, he cleared his throat. The action was becoming his habitual response to her and his body's reaction to her. He frowned at her comment and walked over to her.) Mind not saying that around her? She's been through enough. (He needed a cigarette, and somehow knew she would follow him, if simply to go through the details of what he had seen with him. He had discovered that she had an analytical mind to die for, but it sort of annoyed him at times. The woman operated like a robot at times, like her brain were running seperate from her heart or her body. He walked towards the exit at the back of the stage and then out another door into the cool air, tapping out a cigarette and lighting it as the paramedics rushed past him and into the convention hall. He stepped aside for them and took a long hit on the cigarette, sighing in pleasure.) I thought the same thing, and knew as soon as I saw the gun sitting there it was a professional hit.. too clean.

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