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 Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 5:13 pm
"Thanks."
He closed the door and continued on to his bike. After starting the bike, he drove by Lillian's and with one swift motion, tossed a tracking device into the spokes of her car tires. Then, continued en route to LIllian's home.
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 5:16 pm
((lol i had a feeling he would do that...for the sake of funness (i know thats not a word >.> lol) i'll let her be unaware of such a thing))
Lillian yawned and headed out. She took her coat and got in her car and drove off heading to the other side of the city to go to an underground club, where the fugative was last spotted.
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 5:36 pm
(lol I might start using that word again 'Funness' lol)
After a while, Montique had already retrieved his sword and wore it on his back like a normal guitar case. He pressed a button on the bike's handle bar frame and a green layout of the city appeared on the windshield. It had a little red dot, it was Lillian's car.
"Time for some fun."
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 5:40 pm
((lol XD ))
About an hour later Lillian parked and met up with some FBI angents and she changed her outfit. She then headed down into the underground club, her gun concelaed so that it wouldn't be noticed of course. This was all about patients and stealth. She looked around and spotted the guy. "He's here...good..Now for the fun stuff.."
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 5:57 pm
Montique smiled at the location, it was somewhere he was familiar with and had a few associates who worked around here. He pulled out his phone.
"Mac, I want to call in one of the favors you owe me."
Three minutes later, he was walking through the door in as a hired musician dressed in a white version of his earlier suit with a hat while wearing black shades.
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 6:00 pm
Lillian made her way to the man as she was given a uniform the preformers had to wear. She didn't like showing off a lot of skin but for the sake of the case she did so.
((oo he sounds hot...lol i g2g bye))
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 6:17 pm
(lol okay, see you)
He spotted...Lillian? She was wearing something that seductive? He couldn't help be stare for a moment.
She must be undercover...Very well, then. I'll just be her night in shining armor when she gets in trouble.
He grabbed an actually guitar and sat began to play, immediately taking over as the band's lead.
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 5:42 pm
Lillian made her way to the private booth adjusting her top every now and then. SHe couldn't wait for this thing to be over so she could change...she felt so degraded.
Lillian walked in along with two other workers. To them she was simply the new girl. She looked over to see her perp. He sat in the middle with his collegues sitting one either side. It was clear that they were all drunk...but not to drunk. She adjusted her ear piece a bit so she could hear her orders.
Lillian sat beside the slim man with tattoo's covering his arms and neck. She felt disgusted but nonetheless kept her composure. She could feel him breathing on her neck, and at one point she was ready to beat him with what ever she could grab a hold of. Once she was sure that he was the guy they were looking for she, and two other's who were undercover [waiters] could take him down.
She sat there quietly and felt her suspect lean down toward her ear and heard him whisper something. She felt bile slowly run up her throat but she quickly swallowed it back down.
"So what do you say? Lets go." He said with a grin that said it all. "I have a private room in the back." He stood up and held his hand down toward her.
She took a deep breath and thought about it quickly. It would be a good way of getting him away from his little gang, and there she could take him down...or so she hoped so...but she did have back up. Lillian quickly made up her mind, and took the mans hand and stood up. She made sure not to show any type of disgust. She shut her eyes tightly and pushed back all her moral values. Thus she walked out with the man slowly heading down the hall toward a room. Her arm was around his waist while she let him have his arm around her shoulders and let her play with her hair. God...she could feel the bile coming back up.
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 4:24 pm
Montique watched as Lillian walked into the back with the man, but instead of feeling jealous...he smirked. Suddenly, as he played a hard note on his guitar, his let out a high pitched whistle. Do your thing, Jack. he thought as he led the band into playing 'Hey Pachuco' after throwing aside his guitar for a microphone. Meanwhile, the bloodhound pup, Jack, was responding to its master's wishes quite nicely for a puppy. Jack wobbled his way through the dancing crowd while nearly being stomped by their feet. Soon enough, he had found himself in the back of the club, sniffing out Lillian's scent.((Just in case you want to know what he was singing: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l4XHcZR0cjY ))
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 5:03 pm
Lillian sat on the rather larg bed and leaned back taking in a deep breath. The room smelled like cigars and whiskey which she didn't find pleasent what so ever. She looked over to see the criminal shut and lock the door. This'll be a lot harder then i pictured.... she let out a slight sight but low so that he did not hear. He turned around and stumbled about the room for a bit before finally sittind down beside her his face to close to hers. She leaned back more just to avoid wanting to head butt him. She gulped and sat up straight and wrapped her arm around his neck. "So what do you do for a living?" She asked him as her lips where inches away from his ear. Lillian felt even more disgusted.
She knew he was grinning and waited for his answer but he said none. Suddenly she found herself being pushed down on the bed his hands by her face. Clearly she would get no answer. He whispered into her ear that made her grin. She now knew that he was the person they were looking for. Now she had to find a way to get the door unlocked...but how?
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 5:39 pm
Jack had finally found a door with a strong trace of Lillian's scent but it was closed. How would he get in? He sniffed around for any scent coming directly out of the room and found a small hole. He poked his head through and saw her being for on the bed.
So, with all his might, Jack attempted to pull his body through the big mouse hole. Pulling and tugging, the puppy made it through the hole with cuts and scrapes, but that didn't stop him. He ran forward silently like a preditory animal and leaped onto the bed, latching himself tightly unto the man's lowerzone.
The musician clad in white disappeared sometime ago. A few knocked out guards where placed in separate area but he wasn't anywhere near them. Where was he?
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 5:42 pm
Lillian heard the man yell and sat up and saw Jack running around. She couldn't help but laugh loudly. She quickly snatched up the puppy before the man could get his hands on him.
"That sonaofbitch! Give it to me!" He yelled, his roaring echoing out of the door and out into the hallways, but people didn't care much.
Lillian glared at him and stood up and put Jack down behind her. "I think it's best i leave..." She walked past him and got the the door but before she could unlock it his took her wrist and pushed her against the door making her face him.
"Your not going anywhere.." He grinned.
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 5:58 pm
"Being forceful is no good when dealing with women."
Monitque said from the other side of the door. Suddenly, there was an unbuckling sound and a slight scrape. Montique knew Lillian's height so she wasn't in danger and he roughly knew the man's height from observing them earlier. So, he took a guess at the man not losing more than an ear from what he was about to do.
Only one second after speaking through the door, Montique thrusted June's large, thick yet sharp blade through the upper part of the door.
"Am I late, Lily? Jack made it, right?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 6:03 pm
Lillian stood up and opened the door. She looked t Montique with...well not a happy expression. Before he had done anything, Lillian had gotten him on the ground and hand-cuffed. She kept her foot on his back and pushed down on his cracked rib (she did it lol) every time he tried moving. "What are you doing here?" She looked over at Jack and saw him bleeding a bit which made her mood even worse.
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 6:17 pm
"I was planning to save you, but you really love to take all of the cool scenes for yourself, huh, Lily?"
He sighed a bit before looking at Jack, seeing the puppy in that state made him feel sorry for it. He kneeled, ignoring the lump of meat in handcuffs, and whistled for Jack, whom limped over to him.
"We gotta get those wounds tended to."
"Bark bark bark~" the puppy seemed to be barking in protest against the idea.
"Let me guess...They're badges of honor for protecting Lily?"
Monitque looked at the puppy who began to wag his tail happily as though his were saying yes to Montique's question.
"It seems he doesn't want to get rid of his wounds, Lily. What should we do?"
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