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Post by Achtung Katie™ on Jan 24, 2008 16:52:09 GMT -5
Kat made a face, although she was trying not to move too much. "I'm not saying anything that could give you blackmail material." AHA! Kat was smarter than that. Most of the time >.>
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Post by Miss Twix on Jan 24, 2008 16:57:50 GMT -5
yeah yeah...don't worry...da blush on your face is enough for me ^^ <she moved her hands and went to find some paper for kat to try to read>
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Post by Achtung Katie™ on Jan 24, 2008 17:00:39 GMT -5
Kat turned and stuck her tongue out at Hawk, draping her arms across the back of the chair she was sitting on. "Yeah, yeah, whatever..." Ho hum. She hoped Hawk had been able to fix her head. x.x
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Post by Miss Twix on Jan 24, 2008 17:02:12 GMT -5
<hawk was just tryin' to get Kat to think...cause it helped when she had to fix head injuries> ^^ <she giggled and wrote Assassin and Kat sitting in a tree on some paper and held it up for Kat to read> sooooo??
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Post by Achtung Katie™ on Jan 24, 2008 17:09:21 GMT -5
Kat sat up straight, an indignant look on her face. "Hey! That is soooo uncall--oooh!" HEY HAWK FIXED IT! "You did it!" omg yay thousands of shoes for Hawk<3
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Post by Miss Twix on Jan 24, 2008 17:11:17 GMT -5
^^ riiiight...heh...tch hellllo...i can fix anythin'...<.< except for toasters...^^ but it's totally cool, your secrets safe with me...so you can stop blushin' now XDXDXD <wow...yeah...hawk was dat bored>
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Post by Achtung Katie™ on Jan 24, 2008 17:15:36 GMT -5
"It's not a secret!...I mean, it is, but it's not, 'cause there isn't anything to be secret about." >< Oh man, she was totally digging herself a hole. She made another face, standing up. Hawk was gonna get her shoe supply cut off if she wasn't careful >.>
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Post by Miss Twix on Jan 24, 2008 17:19:36 GMT -5
uh huh...riiiiight...don't act like you've never thought about it <hawk giggled again...this was sooo worth some shoes>
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Post by Achtung Katie™ on Jan 24, 2008 17:23:23 GMT -5
"La, la, la, I can't hear you!" Kat was totally serious when she said she wasn't giving Hawk any blackmail material. Mostly because she liked to blackmail people herself, so this could seriously screw her over.
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Post by Miss Twix on Jan 24, 2008 17:25:59 GMT -5
aww c'mon Kat...^^ <hawk giggled> annnyway...have fun thinkin' 'bout dat...i gotta get some med supplies...x.X i'll be back later!!
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Post by Achtung Katie™ on Jan 24, 2008 17:31:03 GMT -5
"Oh yeah, I'll have a barrel of laughs." -_-; Kat made another face at Hawk before she wandered out of the med bay, albeit in a considerably better mood than she had been in all day. BECAUSE HAWK HAD FIXED HER BRAIN. That's all.
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Post by GDR on Jan 24, 2008 19:27:00 GMT -5
John turned the corner, and his motorcycle GPS kicked in, telling him in the same blank female computer voice to turn right four miles up. Even though he didn't need it, since he wasn't going to be taking any route on the map.
His last attempt to kill Target X (His current nickname for Kat, because he didn't like to give his targets names) ended in failure. So this time... He was going to try a second time. And hopefully, this time he would be able to get into the actual base and cause some damage before the security arrived.
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Post by Achtung Katie™ on Jan 24, 2008 19:45:36 GMT -5
Kat stood inside the training room of the base, facing a punching bag. She was all sweaty and gross and ew, but whatever. Wiping off her forehead, she crouched again, facing the bag. Her mood, despite the bag punching, was quite excellent, having vastly improved since Hawk had helped fix her head. But that didn't mean she was giving any mercy to this thing, setting off another furious round of punches with her bare hands. Training felt good. Maybe she'd let loose another demon later, and beat it up, for the hell of it =D
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Post by GDR on Jan 24, 2008 19:52:53 GMT -5
GDR swaggered into the training room. "Still training? You're so lame." He smirked and made a gesture and the punching bag swayed back and forth lightly by a gust of wind he directed towards it.
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John buzzed between trees in the forest. The GPS occasionally told him how close he was to the base, which was nice, but not necessary.
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Post by Achtung Katie™ on Jan 24, 2008 19:57:03 GMT -5
Kat grimaced, feeling part of her good mood start to evaporate. She swung hard at the punching bag, before spinning around suddenly, giving it a good roundhouse kick. Kat was clearly pretending it was GDR's head. "Don't you have anything better to do?" Y'know, besides being ANNOYING AS ALL HELL.
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Post by GDR on Jan 24, 2008 20:00:22 GMT -5
"No, not really. Also, respect your teammates." GDR grinned. "Betch."
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... John stopped about 20 yards before he could actually see the base, but he knew where it was. He took out his cell phone and pressed a button. Heh. This thing was useful for a lot of things.
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Post by Achtung Katie™ on Jan 24, 2008 20:04:28 GMT -5
Kat paused, barely out of breath, putting a hand against the punching bag so it would stop swinging back and forth, leaning around it to glare at GDR. "You're not my teammate." As far as Kat was concerned, despite the fact that he had passed her test or whatever, he was still cannon fodder until further notice. "Now get the hell outta my training room."
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Post by GDR on Jan 24, 2008 20:12:17 GMT -5
GDR went to a dry scowl. "It ain't YOUR training room, FYI. I came here to train too." He slowly rose in the air. "So, uh, fuck off, please. Also, I AM your teammate. Deal with it. I'd save your ass, whether either of us likes it or not."
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John could see where she was in the building, what she was doing, and even her heart rate if necessary. He was told this wasn't possible for most people, but something in her blood could be tracked by his employer. Cool for him. He took out a gun from his jacket and looked up at the base. His entrance was going to have to be somewhere he could get in quickly.
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Post by Achtung Katie™ on Jan 24, 2008 20:16:26 GMT -5
"FYI, I was here first. Back the fuck off kid, you don't run shit around here." Kat's glare intensified, even as she started punching at the bag again, this time most definitely pretending it was the arrogant little shit trying to make a move on her training room time. NUH UH, not happening. "I don't need your help. Ever." Kat would probably rather die than deal with GDR having saved her life.
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Post by GDR on Jan 24, 2008 20:22:15 GMT -5
"Fine. Keep playing that game, bitch." GDR started blowing the air towards one side of the room, then suddenly switched sides. "Never mind that I haven't ACTUALLY done anything to you, except maybe stopped telling you what you want to hear. And never mind that none of the others are half as pissy as you are."
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