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Subject: All Business. Author: Taite Young [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 08/11/09 2:08:28pm In reply to: Angelina Uris 's message, "An of Doom" on 08/ 4/09 11:28:14pm The mood? Taite thought to himself. This kid is obviously not taking this seriously. He ruffled his beautiful chocolate brown locks and then slid his hand down to rub the bridge of his nose. He did this often when he was stressed or annoyed. In this particular instance he was both. "Ridge...You really need to shut up now before I lose it. This is not about setting a mood or looking cool. We came on business and that's what it will be. Business. So If you could, keep your mind on the task at hand. We can not afford to screw this up." Taite straightened his posture and then straightened his tie. Taite's tie was always loose and crooked unless it was business, and it WAS indeed business. He gave his hair one last flick and put his left hand in his pocket where his gun was. He put his right hand on the doorknob and gently opened it to reveal the people inside. His eyes, never faltering, went straight to Emsley. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date I can feel you all around me. Emsley 08/25/09 9:30:16pm Well I am your guardian angel (welll kinda) -- Mike, 08/27/09 8:45:20am Angel with a Death wish -- Angelina Uris, 08/27/09 9:01:50pm Devilish Conscent -- Ash, 08/30/09 4:54:13pm