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Date Posted: 20:50:40 06/06/03 Fri
Author: Rhosyn
Subject: ::Like I Don't Have A Reason::
In reply to: Zeth 's message, ".:.YouStillHide.:." on 19:42:46 06/06/03 Fri

*light headed already from the loss of blood, she hung limply in his arms, barely able to mutter any more protests, as she struggled to keep concious as it was. Damn wound was still bleeding pretty freely. Not to mention that it hurt like a bitch too.*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .-Good times gone-. -- ····, 21:45:24 06/06/03 Fri

-The soft tune of 'Cailin' floats threw the alley, lights of a low lyeing car parked within throwing distance sudenly turn on, lighting the two men up... it was no cop car, that was for sure.... the engine revs angerly yet the car remains there, as if someone was dareing them to do something...anything-

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.RunAway.:. -- Zeth, 23:00:59 06/06/03 Fri

.:.Framed and matted in the car�s bright beams, he couldn�t see past the lights to see what car had trapped the street. It was time for the famous Zeth actor to do what he did best. Lie straight out and directly. Such a talented Boy!

�Help! There was a robbery! She�s wounded! We got to get her to the police!�

His voice was drenched with that sweet tang of pity. At his tinged words he thrust the woman forward a little to show which of the women he was talking about. Brad was a smart guy, he�d hide the gun behind his captive�s back so he simply look like a comforting hand was placed upon a scared woman in that �oh so special� loving tender touch. The driver of the car didn�t have to know that the store had been robbed by the males- his black leather bag was innocent enough to pass for a handy dandy book bag. The driver also wouldn�t need to know Zeth was the one that had wounded the female that lay in his arms, that Brad held a gun to the other woman�s back, that in his jacket he carried two toys (The best sort that are easily faked to have license for, use nice shiny bullets and have a barrel- that isn�t full of moneys) and above all- the person in that driver�s seat did not need to know that Zeth was having the hardest time hiding his infamous smile. Dern! This was LOADS of fun!!!.:.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ::Blood Fetish:: -- Rhosyn, 23:20:43 06/06/03 Fri

*head lolling back, her lids fluttered and figure trembled. So much blood. So much fun. Accenting his words with a soft moan, her breathing slowed and what could be described as raspy. Complection losing color, her grip on his shirt loosened and fell on her abdomen.*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .-Good times gone-. -- ····, 17:54:33 06/07/03 Sat

-a figure steped from the drivers seat, closeing the door... the engine of the car still ran as the figure steped between the lights and the men... slightly short but well formed... posably a woman, but the clothes where too baggy to tell- she needs a doctor zeth... i hope thats where you where takeing her... -so what if she didn't care about playing games with him... seemed he was playing one of his own-

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