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Post by Adrien Simard on Oct 22, 2012 12:39:08 GMT -5
"Well, that's one way to go," he muttered, finishing what he needed to do, "Go inside."
He dropped down and headed towards the entrance, crouching by the man. He looked at the PDA.
He was supposed to be dead.
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Post by Natsumi Matsubara on Oct 22, 2012 12:41:00 GMT -5
Natsumi walked inside, looking like nothing had just happened, having a wide-eyed expression again as she looked around the nightclub. Some nice music was going at least...and she was of drinking age...though she knew she shouldn't order anything alcoholic. Heading over to the bar, she ordered a glass of root beer.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Oct 22, 2012 12:42:49 GMT -5
In a few minutes Adrien walked inside and moved around, eventually sitting near her, looking around a little, trying to find where to move to next.
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Post by Natsumi Matsubara on Oct 22, 2012 12:45:27 GMT -5
Natsumi saw this, she'd been enjoying the atmosphere, memorizing key points that she'd seen. On her face was a small smile, in character, but her eyes shot him a glare.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Oct 22, 2012 12:47:09 GMT -5
He got up and walked over, standing behind her, "It's orders," he said, "I need you to go to the door on the far side of the room and keep anyone who comes from there at bay. They'll probably be armed. Unless you want to hack the computer."
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Post by Natsumi Matsubara on Oct 22, 2012 12:48:49 GMT -5
"Just because it's orders, doesn't make it right." she whispered hotly...before looking at him. "I'll keep them away." she whispered again.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Oct 22, 2012 12:49:18 GMT -5
"Do you want a knife?" he asked.
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Post by Natsumi Matsubara on Oct 22, 2012 12:52:00 GMT -5
She nodded to him. Her deadliest weapons were her legs though...as the high school bullies had found out.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Oct 22, 2012 12:53:09 GMT -5
He slipped his out and pressed it into her hands.
"It's bloody," he told her, for when and if she'd flip the blade out. He left it at that and started walking.
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Post by Natsumi Matsubara on Oct 22, 2012 13:20:33 GMT -5
"You don't clean your blade then. How very nice of you to tell me." Natsumi said, holding the sheath in one hand as she followed, getting to her position.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Oct 22, 2012 13:21:10 GMT -5
"I didn't have time to clean it," he said, leaving it at that as he headed towards the other side of the club.
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Post by Natsumi Matsubara on Oct 22, 2012 14:09:46 GMT -5
Natsumi rolled her eyes at him as he walked away, and leaned against the wall, keeping an eye out....
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Post by Adrien Simard on Oct 22, 2012 14:11:12 GMT -5
Adrien slipped through the doorway and looked around. He headed upstairs and into a room overlooking the rest of the club. There was nobody here now, as expected. He inserted the flashdrive and looked down. He figured she'd have trouble soon, based on the information he was getting on his PDA about their schedules.
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Post by Natsumi Matsubara on Oct 22, 2012 14:13:24 GMT -5
Soon, she noticed three men coming, and tensed slightly mentally, though physically she was very relaxed and loose, certain she'd gotten the attention of at least one.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Oct 22, 2012 14:13:59 GMT -5
He used his earpiece, "Stop them. I need another two minutes."
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