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• Surpringly enough, well, only to him, she was already inside the building. She was dressed like any other common street slut that wandered around here. A short black skirt barely covered any of her, and the top she wore left little to the imagionation. A friend of the guy in charge here had been a 'friend' of hers for years, and she'd brought down more then one ring using the unsuspecting man. Right now she was sitting on some random guys lap, laughing and playing up the deal - while mentally she was scoping, and figuring everything out. (NT) -- Nakiesha, 23:32:28 07/31/03 Thu

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• (He was led in by another of the men that worked there, his eyes settling on her and double taking. He didnt say a word, just glared at her, then asked for the man she happened to be after. After a few moments, he was led into another room away from where she was, and when he returned he had a black breifcase- full of street heroine.) (NT) -- Jake, 23:36:37 07/31/03 Thu

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• She didn't break character at all when she saw him, but was freaking out on the inside. "Who's he?" She asked the man, who's lap she was sitting on. She was holding a fake latina accent, her dark eyes lined and made to look bigger, big hoop earring hanging from her ears. (NT) -- keisha, 23:43:09 07/31/03 Thu

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• (He glared at her again, even as the same big man, called Tiny by the others, walked over to him.) Yeah Yeah I got the goods. (He muttered to the man as he was teased, teasing back - it seemed as though he was fitting into this place like he lived there.) (NT) -- Jake, 23:45:26 07/31/03 Thu

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• She didn't like the way he seemed so recognized there, and within moments, another harsh realization hit her. She closed her eyes for a moment, before she trailed a hand down the mans chest, pressing a tantalizing kiss to his lips. "I be back in a minute papi, wanna go freshen' up.." She smiled as she moved past the men, winking at the large man named Tiny. She had sexual energy radiating from her, it's what attracted everyone there to her, and made them willing to accept her. She just needed to get somewhere where she could think for a minute. (NT) -- Keisha, 23:49:25 07/31/03 Thu

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• (He escused himself, making a lewd comment about the hooker and causing a chorus of laughter as he followed her. Appearing as though he was merely excited about meeting up with her alone, he cornered her in the bathroom. His voice was a low, harsh whisper.) What the fuck are you doing? (NT) -- Jake, 23:51:52 07/31/03 Thu

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• It took everything in her not to slap him across the face, her eyes sparking with an angry she hadn't felt in a long time. "What am I doing? Your a fucking drug...addict, dealer, whatever the hell you are! Your a fucking liar, and an asshole and.." She threw her hands in the air, leaning onto the counter, her hands clenched, to try and compose herself. (NT) -- Keisha, 23:53:56 07/31/03 Thu

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• You dont know fuck about me Keisha.. (He shook his head.) Dont you even look at me like that, Keisha - you dont know that half of it. (NT) -- Jake, 23:58:20 07/31/03 Thu

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• She shook her head, looking in the mirror and fixing her hair, and adjusting her top. "Your right, I don't know a fucken thing about you." With the shirt she had on, the fading bruises he had left on her were visable, but bruises on a hooker were nothing unusual, so they didn't raise any questions. (NT) -- Kiesha, 00:00:02 08/01/03 Fri

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• (He noticed them, and the need to soothe warred with his surprised anger.) You're changing the subject. What are you dressed like this for? (He ran his hand over her side.) (NT) -- Jake, 00:02:10 08/01/03 Fri

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• She flinched away from his touch, backing up a bit to lean against the shower. "I'm on assignment." (NT) -- Keisha, 00:03:57 08/01/03 Fri

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• (He arched a brow.) Assignment? (NT) -- Jake, 00:04:52 08/01/03 Fri

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• "I went back on active duty about four months ago" She crossed her arms in front of her, her eyes narrowed and guarded. Leaning over she turned the shower on, to give the appearance they were getting a little action, and to drown out their voices. (NT) -- Keisha, 00:09:46 08/01/03 Fri

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• (He growled.) I thought you were done. (He tilted his head, worried about her - his eyes showing anger, lust, and a bit of love deep in the back.) And you're working on this racket too? (NT) -- Jake, 00:11:32 08/01/03 Fri

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• "I decided I wasn't." She growled right back, before she turned, flipping her hair over her head, and dunking it under the shower head, getting her hair, and face wet, making it seem like she'd been in the shower. (NT) -- Keisha, 00:13:23 08/01/03 Fri

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• (He watched her, angry.) Isnt there a better way of being undercover than like this? Letting these men paw you? (He wanted her, visciously, like a kick in his gut. Swallowing it, he sighed.) (NT) -- Jake, 00:16:56 08/01/03 Fri

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• She flipped her hair back over, letting it fall down her back in damp tendrils before she grabbed a towel and dried it, and her face somewhat. "No. There's no other way a woman can walk in here, and get all the details, without playing the part of a dumb slut." (NT) -- Keisha, 00:19:13 08/01/03 Fri

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• (He shook his head.) They could have put a man on it. (Then it struck him.) If you're here, then why the hell am I here? (He was even more pissed.. maybe they doubted him and thats why they put her in - to cover him.) (NT) -- Jake, 00:24:17 08/01/03 Fri

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• "What the hell are you talking about?" She questioned, turning to face him, her gaze just as aggravated, and angry,and hurt, and so many other emotions. (NT) -- Keisha, 00:25:54 08/01/03 Fri

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• (Trying to look important, he stood straighter.) Police business. In other words, none of your business. (He smirked, he'd heard the men around the precinct bitch about "fed interruption" all the time) (NT) -- Jake, 01:00:33 08/01/03 Fri

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• She rolled her eyes, standing up to her full 5'7" height. "You've got to be shitting me, since when are you involved with the police?" She questioned, before noddnig towards the shower. "Get your hair wet, gotta make this look believeable." (NT) -- Keisha, 01:04:09 08/01/03 Fri

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• (He grumbled, but he got his hair wet, running his hands through it to make it look messy.) I screwed up and they put me on assignment. (He shrugged.) Got to do what I am told. (He smirked, moving close to her, close enough that they were touching.) At least kiss me.. make it look believeable.. (NT) -- Jake, 01:08:08 08/01/03 Fri

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• She shook her head, backing away from him a little bit, actually stumbling and bumping into the wall. "Kissing you behind closed doors won't make it look any more believable." (NT) -- Keisha, 01:10:12 08/01/03 Fri

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• (He stayed where he was, his eyes baffled.) Whats going on with you Keisha? Yesterday you were wrapped all over me, and now this? (NT) -- Jake, 01:12:55 08/01/03 Fri

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• She hated to admit her weakness, and she didn't want him to know that he had hurt her in more then one way. "I don't want to talk about it." (NT) -- Keisha, 01:14:20 08/01/03 Fri

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• (He shrugged.) You said no consequences Keisha. (He ran his hand through his hair again, sighing.) And take that wounded bird look off your face, I cant stand it. (He hated when she made him feel guilty.) (NT) -- Jake, 01:16:09 08/01/03 Fri

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• She shook her head, aggravated now. "Fuck you." She stated bluntly, before she turned to look in the mirror, fixing some of her makeup. (NT) -- Keisha, 01:17:15 08/01/03 Fri

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• (He eyed her.) Not right now, but thanks for offering. (He undid a few buttons on his shirt and then turned to leave.) I have to go check in with my superiors if you dont mind. (NT) -- Jake, 01:21:56 08/01/03 Fri

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• She rolled her eyes and refused to answer him, just fixing her hair, slipping back into character easily. (NT) -- Keisha, 01:24:58 08/01/03 Fri

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• (He all but bared his teeth at her as he walked out, raising his voice to the man she had been with earlier.) Good fuck Eddie - tip this one well. (There was another chorus of laughter as he disappeared with the breifcase of heroine.) (NT) -- Jake, 01:26:57 08/01/03 Fri

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• She was muttering in spanish before she made her way back out, moving back to Eddie and raising her voice enough for Jake to hear as he left. "He was nuttin' compared to you papi, didn't even know how to use what God gave 'im." (NT) -- Keisha, 01:29:34 08/01/03 Fri

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• (He smirked as he fired up his bike outside, she was a spitfire. . he love it in her. He would have her back, it was only a matter of time. And now he had to make a more dangerous delivery.) (NT) -- Jake, 01:31:09 08/01/03 Fri