| Subject: Re: I AM NOT A GRANDMA |
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Shayla West
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Date Posted: 18:01:52 02/08/02 Fri
In reply to:
Shinto Keshan
's message, "Re: Some Pain, Some Gain, More Pain." on 21:42:07 02/01/02 Fri
Shayla grinned and leaned forward. "Eight ball in the conner pocket." She taped the ball and watch it fall in to the previously called pocket. She stood up, throwing her sick on the table. "Looks like you owe me, what 500 woolong, now dont you." The man she was playing against grumbled and handed her the money before stalking off. She smiled and walked over to the table that Shinto was sitting at. "You know," She said leaning against the table, " With the money I'm winning I'm not nearly as mad as I was at you for getting me wet." Shinto smiled, "Good." He took another bite of his meal. "So hows your lunch?" She asked sliding into the seat across from him. He smiled, "Good, wanna bite?" She looked at the food on his plate. " Think I'll pass." "Your loss." Shayla watched him take another bite before shaking her head and sipping her drink. She looked at her glass and glared at the empty bottom. "Well I'm done, wanna get going, eh what am I saying we have no where to go. Oh well we'll find some where." Shinto nodded grabbing his coat and finishing his last bite.
"Hold it right there." Said a gruff voice, holding a gun to shayla's back. Shayla sighed, "Aw man." She and shayla turned to look at the man. He was gruff and quite large, behind him was another two men. Shayla looked at shinto from the corner of her eye. He nodded in silent agreement. They both sprang forward at the same time, Shayla to the first man, Shinto to the back two.
Shayla kicked up aiming for the mans head. He caught her foot and twisted it and pushed her back slamming into the table. She growled and came back punching him and kicking again this time making contact. He grunted before kicking shayla and throwing her back. He grinned, "Well, well, I guess we did find our selfs a bounty." Shayla turned and threw a punch at him, he swung and she dropped down and swept his feet from under him. He fell back and she jumped forward and started randomly punching, not really looking where she was hitting. Before she knew it she was was in the air on second and the next she was cashing into a table. "Son of a bitch." Shayla said getting up and facing the man again. He reached down ward, keeping eye contact Shayla reached down also, groping for on of her knifes.
Shinto looked over just in time to see both fall back. "Shit, SHAYLA!" He ran over and looked down at shayla. A knife stuck firmly in her chest just out of the way of anything vital. "Dammit, Shayla." He shook her, watching as her eyes fluttered open. "Ow." Shinto grin, and looked over at the other man. "You sure do got good aim." Shayla grin,"I know I am great." "Dont move for a second." Shinto carefully pulled the knife out, causing Shayla to wince. He tared off a piece of his jacket and pushed in firmly to stop the bleeding. "Hold this there, so we can get out of here." Shayla nodded and took the hand Shinto offered. He slung her arm over his shoulder and warped his arm around her waist. "You ok?" He asked as the started out of the building. Shayla made a face, "I think I broke a hip, I'm must be getting old." Shinto laughed, and ajusted his grip on her, "Lets go granny."
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