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Subject: +•+Hit the Floor+•+


Author:
Kota Negru+Sphinx
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Date Posted: 21:34:04 07/15/03 Tue
In reply to: Angelina Uris/Desiree 's message, "*Even Angels Have Dreams*" on 19:14:12 07/15/03 Tue



One minute you're on top
Next you're not watch it drop
Making your heart stop
Just before you hit the floor
One minute you're on top
Next you're not missed your shot
Making you're heart stop
You think you've won
And then its all gone


••A loud and defening snarl draws from his throat, and he nearly attacks the window. Lunging, saliva spattering on the glass, the massive canine snarls again, paws on the window pane. Turning, he bounds down the stairs and lunges at the door, the older wood giving a deep groan under the creatures bodywieght.••


+His dog's action brought him to the window, and he sighs a vile curse under his breath. Heads down the the garage and unlocks the weapons closet, scanning his options before getting an AK-47 assult rifle and a long double barreled shotgun, loading both in seconds. Just in case. Slides these into the holders in his trench, his two semiautiomatic pistols in his pockets. He loads these as well and replaces them to their place before opening the garage door, firm command given to Kota.+ "Silence"

••The massive black and rust male gives a final snarl before silencing, padding out to stands a couple feet a way from Rob. He didn't want to scare the child, so he follows his master's command and stays silent, though lobes are pressed to his thick cranium and yellow orbs are slit, giving the impression to all that he was being held back.••

+Sphinx collects the Rob's shit from the garage where it had been stored...hell if he'd have that crap anywhere else in the house. He holds it as if it were diseased, moving to the man's truck silently and tossing it to the bed. Hands then are shoved to his pockets once more and brown glare is restored to his features. He stays further away from the two, to Angelina's back about 7 feet, though his firey glare never lightens. Watch it.. he thinks, not particularily wanting to get into a yelling match in front of the kid, but he'd not take any slobbery mushy shit with Angelina on this property either. Besides, he'd promised Stan to keep it under control...which he'd do. At all costs.+

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