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Post by Gary Sullivan on Sept 14, 2007 1:23:44 GMT -5
~ Patiently Joseph waited, his latte in one hand, and a newspaper in the other. He lowered his glasses, the bright sunlight reflecting off its tinted surface, creating a shimmer. They were late. The doctor felt a bit peevish over tardiness. He took a sip of his latte, crossing his legs, looking out towards the coastal lines of the beach. His lightly tanned skin and his brown hair was brushed by the wind and it kept him cool. ~
Such disrespect for time.
~ He thought, as he peeked down at his watch, steadily growing impatient. ~
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Post by Lissachoa on Sept 14, 2007 1:27:05 GMT -5
*eventually walking into sight*
my good hell, what good is this whole war anyways, the onlt thing we have achived so far was annoy a bunch of travelers and have a 5 year old girl on the Terrorist list, bull crap...
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Post by Murduck on Sept 14, 2007 1:35:23 GMT -5
*Just nods my head in agreement, following behind her, still jet lagged*
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Sept 14, 2007 1:36:21 GMT -5
~ He looked up, glancing at them walking towards the side walk Cafe'. A grin on his face. ~
Ah here I thought your plane got hijacked. Two hours late. Tsk tsk.
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Post by Lissachoa on Sept 14, 2007 1:38:11 GMT -5
a hijack would make the trip more interesting and save us from them Sod aweful movies....
*rubs Murdocs back a bit*
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Post by Murduck on Sept 14, 2007 1:40:25 GMT -5
*Seeing Joseph face to face again made my blood boil. I simply kept quiet, crossing my arms, looking down at him coldly*
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Sept 14, 2007 1:41:16 GMT -5
Hmm..*peeking at Murdoc's expression, then back to Choa*
Yes. Quite..Would you two like something to drink while we're here?
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Post by Lissachoa on Sept 14, 2007 1:43:00 GMT -5
yes, please, the flight intendents ran out of Dr. Pepper...
*sit's myself down*
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Sept 14, 2007 1:45:17 GMT -5
*Orders her a Dr Pepper*
Anything for you, Mr Niccals?
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Post by Murduck on Sept 14, 2007 1:46:02 GMT -5
No. *pulls up the chair, sitting myself down in a huff*
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Post by Lissachoa on Sept 14, 2007 1:48:14 GMT -5
*reaches into the back of my Jacket and Pulls Sama out, sitting him on my lap*
mommy is gonna trim those claws when she gets the chance =_='
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Sept 14, 2007 1:50:41 GMT -5
Interesting specimen, you have there. *Peering over Sama curiously*
Now. *He straightens himself up* Do you have anything that needs to be discussed?
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Post by Murduck on Sept 14, 2007 1:51:51 GMT -5
I have a few things I need to discuss with you. *growling lowly under my breathe*
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Post by Lissachoa on Sept 14, 2007 1:52:38 GMT -5
Sama: *hisses as his dewlap fans out*
behave... *drops him* umm hell, I can't think of anything at the moment...
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Post by Murduck on Sept 14, 2007 1:55:07 GMT -5
*Sits forward, leaning against the table, staring him down*
First thing's first, what the hell are you planning to do with her throughout this entire espionage?
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