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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.I'd like to see you all tied up.:. -- Zeth, 22:04:44 06/03/03 Tue

.:.With a cold glare, he looked to the cash drawer to find he�d completely emptied it. �And now, my darling Rhosyn, we sit here until a cop comes to try and take us away. And when we get to that point, beautiful, we simply make laughing stocks of the squad. Sound fun? Or does dinner and a movie sound better?�.:.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ::Lay her i' the earth, and from her fair and unpolluted flesh may violets spring! :: -- Rhosyn, 22:24:43 06/03/03 Tue

*melodious laugh ringing out from painted lips, the petite female tucked a renegade stand of dark hair behind her ear* Well now, both options are quite appealing. But I am just the hostage here, aren't I? You call the shots, handsome.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.Let's Not.:. -- Zeth, 10:08:47 06/04/03 Wed

.:.Smirking he nodded. �Yep, you�re my hostage. I get to do whatever I want to you. But you know- I don't think you�ll mind what I have in mind. Come along, let me leave a calling card and then off to dinner we go.� He grabbed a slip of paper from under the counter and quickly wrote out a note such as the following.

Dear Whoever Cares,

I OWE U one life and 2 thousand dollars, sound fair?

-Charlie

With a smirk he re-read and continued on his way, roughly grabbing the female by the upper arm and pulling her from the counter.

�Off we go�.:.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Screams -- India + Deamon, 11:16:50 06/04/03 Wed

LEAVE HER ALONE ! She stands in the doorway scared and alone except for her dog Deamon. Deamon bark savagly at the male. You heard him. Gets on her cell phone and dials 911.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ::When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in batallions:: -- Rhosyn, 14:07:19 06/04/03 Wed

*amused chuckle directed toward the female, she stood by Zeth with a smirk crossing her lips as her cat-like green eyes watched the canine and girl.* Runaway, mes petits. I fear I have a previous engagement and I can't stay to play you two...

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Fine ! -- India, 21:27:35 06/04/03 Wed

Take ME ! She whistles and the dog lunges at the man and growls. He leaps at his arm with the gun and the girl lunges at his stomach ot throw him off guard for her dog to tackle his arm.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.Dont Mess With Me.:. -- Zeth, 16:06:55 06/04/03 Wed

.:.Pulling the gun from it�s holster, his rough pull of the female halted as he drew his hand away from her to grasp his Glock. If Rhosyn wasn�t quick on her feet she�d go sprawling to the floor. A waiting bullet was loaded for the cell phone addicted. �Trying to be a hero, kid? Well, I�ll make you a deal. You in place of this poor female. Sounds fair. If you want to be worth something, trade places with her.� He made a motion to the woman upon the floor. �Come on- save her life.�.:.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ::Fall Down Go Boom:: -- Rhosyn, 16:14:06 06/04/03 Wed

*distracted for a moment by the female, she cursed landing on the floor. Sprawled out on the floor, she grumbled something about rotten luck.* Please don't hurt me! *at first, she had thought it was a joke. Oops. Guess not.* I'll do anything... Just let me go.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.Here.:. -- Zeth, 16:42:03 06/04/03 Wed

.:.Sick and twisted laugh resonated from his chest, as he directed his gun to the pleading female. His eyes were still locked on the Dial Down The Center female. �You heard her. She needs your help and you can help by trading places with her.� .:.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ::I Sold My Silence For A Song:: -- Rhosyn, 17:05:33 06/04/03 Wed

*figure shaking like a leaf, she whimpered* Please don't hurt me! Let me go, please! *tears staining her pale cheeks, she begged and pleaded for him to let her go* I won't tell anyone. I swear I won't.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .. pit | i | ful .. -- .. me | ow .., 19:22:07 06/04/03 Wed

Mewling, they take flight and crookedly find their way onto Rhosyn's shoulder, setting up a yowling, creaky chorus... painfully near her ear, too.