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Post by warriorgal on Aug 22, 2010 13:04:16 GMT -5
As they Irregulars passed by Araya's smirk, Kiki gave her a pinch on the shoulder. "Sweet dreams bitch." Kiki whispered in her ear, as Araya fell again to the floor.
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Post by kikistrike20 on Aug 22, 2010 15:16:50 GMT -5
Emma was in a back corner, pretend fencing with an imaginary sword. She got a hit on her opponent, then another, she was Wesley from the Princess Bride, trying to save Buttercup. She was Peter from the Chronicles of Narnia, crossing swords with Prince Caspian. It was an exercise she used to calm herself down, but now it was onlyhalf working and she gave it up, sitting on a cot. "What does that phsyco bit-- want?" she asked Cricket.
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Post by warriorgal on Aug 22, 2010 17:39:11 GMT -5
"Run!" Kiki whispered to the girls, who were now free, as they scattered off, as Kiki went over to the other cell. "Ready to get busted out?" She smiled, holding up the keys.
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Post by kikistrike20 on Aug 23, 2010 12:13:03 GMT -5
OOC: ok, ignore my last post then. IC: The Irregulars busted out. Emma waited for Cricket, watching as she gave the girl a last kick. "Let's go," she said and they took off. The cops were on them soon and they were in some hand to hand. That is, until someone pulled a gun.
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Post by Cricket on Aug 23, 2010 14:48:19 GMT -5
Cricket whipped out her throwing knives. These police were as stupid as their boss. If you combined all of their brains and rolled them down a ruler it would be like throwing a bebe down an eight lane highway.
Two thuds were heard and the police had their arms pinned guns falling tot he floor with the force of Crickets hit.
Everyone ran out and scattered in different directions the plan: meet in the shadow city.
Emma was with Cricket when she voiced the question, "What does that psycho bitch want?"
"Something" Was all Cricket would say. She was having a hard time coming to terms with what Araya had asked.
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Post by kikistrike20 on Aug 23, 2010 17:57:46 GMT -5
Emma looked at her for a second, but let it go. Secrets were meant to be kept. She knew that as well as anybody. They ran out and hailed a taxi. This is New York after all, and no matter what, you can always count on a taxi cab.
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Post by warriorgal on Aug 23, 2010 17:59:07 GMT -5
The sirens were heard almost immeaditly, as Lydia sprinted out, leaving the group. "You gotta be sneaky, ya gotta be quick." she hissed in a fake accent, as she dived in trees, and bushes. Once she finished, covered with twigs in her hair,mud splotches all over her, and the Irregulars looking at her like she was crazy, she burst out laughing.
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Post by kikistrike20 on Aug 23, 2010 18:10:52 GMT -5
"Wow..." emma said with a smile and just the hint of laughter. they made they're way to the Shadow City.
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Post by warriorgal on Aug 23, 2010 20:00:50 GMT -5
Lydia ran ahead of them, like a playful child. She always loved the mysterious shadow city. She stopped around a corner. When she heard them coming she jumped out at them, and yelled, "RRRAAAAAWWWW!! I'M THE COOOKKKIIIEEE MONSTER!! I'VE COME TO EAT YOUR LIVVEEERRRSS!"
Most of them screamed, and Oona fainted. Lydia giggled, as the rest glared at her.
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Post by kikistrike20 on Aug 24, 2010 12:07:31 GMT -5
"Did you get knocked on the head or something?"
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Post by Cricket on Aug 24, 2010 15:30:18 GMT -5
Cricket just grinned a signature grin and ruffled Lydias hair.
"Nah, Lyd's just being Lyd. You all know she's touched in the head!"
Lydia slapped Crickets arm in a playful manner.
Everyone laughed.
Home sweet home.
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Post by warriorgal on Aug 24, 2010 17:03:42 GMT -5
"Now someone tell me why we're hear again?" Lydia asked, "Wait one second." As she unlocked a door, closed it behind her, and locked it. The Irregulars tried to hear, but all they heard was the rustling of fabrics, and clips of scissors. 8 minutes later she emerged, wearing a light light blue vintage dress, she made to look modern, and a black wig, that curled at the end. "Let us go." She spoke in a fake french accent.
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Post by kikistrike20 on Aug 24, 2010 19:06:28 GMT -5
"First, how bout you give everyone here disguises, Lyd?" Kiki asked her. "The last thing we need is to be recognized. And then we can find where these paintings are and figure out what we can about who's doing them."
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Post by warriorgal on Aug 24, 2010 19:39:15 GMT -5
"Fine." Lydia said, rolling her eyes. "It's going to take around 45 minutes though." She walked to the door, and opened, revealing dozens of late 1800 dresses, and various wigs, some modest like Lyd's, and some wacky.
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Post by kikistrike20 on Aug 24, 2010 19:59:08 GMT -5
"Ok," said Kiki. "And the rest of us can divide up into groups." Emma went in and let Lydia give her a make over. She came out with a curly blond hair and a green mini dress. "Still can't believe I'm wearing this," she muttered underneath her breath.
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