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Subject: Oh bugger.... Author: Mirino Meritt [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 11:06:02 06/21/02 Fri In reply to: Crimson Nick 's message, "No one is going to ruin my cruise well if i have anything to say about it" on 09:00:38 06/20/02 Thu An large old woman wearing countless pearls screams at the top of her lungs and falls over. A young waiter runs over and props her head on his knees. He glances over toward the two tables. "What happened!?" Mirino smiles nervously and turns around slowly tip-toeing out of the resturant. Nick looks at the man he threatened not too long ago. And raises his finger over his lips. "Shhh." As security rushes in Nicholas catches eye of the camera that was pointed at their tables the whole time. "I wonder when the power will come back on..." "These are good noodles." Hatcher says with ramen hanging out of his mouth. "Don't talk with your mouth full! I raised you better than that!" Hatcher quickly slurps up what isn't already in his mouth. He grins and picks at the remaindor, in the small white box, with his chopsticks. "She must be having the time of her life right now... I can't believe she would leave her mother behind like this!" Fransisca sighs and rubs her forhead. "This is not what I had in mind when I ordered those tickets!" Mirino sinks into the large heart-shaped bathtub. Sliding her head underneath the think layer or white bubbles. The bathroom door busts open and two men rush in aiming their guns at thin air. A thick Russian accent bellows through the bubbles. "This was his room was it not?" "We are certain." Another accent of the same origin replies. Glancing around at the clothes on the floor he stares at the towel next to the bathtub. He picks it up and throws it into the bubbles. "What a slob." The men exit the room and close the door behind them. Slowly she emerges from the soapy hiding spot and blinks several times, darting her eyes around the room. OOC: Hope you dont mine me using Boris. I think that was his name... Anyhow pitch in anytime Roudolph. Just make the entrance believable. IE really rich terrorist onboard? [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Why cant i take a bath Crimson Nick 14:55:28 06/21/02 Fri Never though white foaming bubbles would be useful eh? -- Mirino Meritt, 11:32:29 06/23/02 Sun