@ASweeterCasey @Damaging_MyCalm @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron --your fri... *mouth clamping shut, he froze, bringing a finger to his lips* *mouthing the word* Footsteps...
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Det. Liam O'Shea
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Det. Liam O'Shea
@NotSmecker
If there's one thing I hate, it's loopholes... and red tape. Okay, two things. // {SV RP 18+} #BoondockSaints RP #ThePunisher #BPRP #BadBadThing
Hells Kitchen انضم Haziran 2016
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@ASweeterCasey @Damaging_MyCalm @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron -- lips* Vigilante types, you know how it is. How do you want to get... *chin lifting to the side wall, he peered over to the large man* --
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@ASweeterCasey @Damaging_MyCalm @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron --My employers will be along in no time flat. They won't take kindly to this little scenario either... *a crooked grin curving his--
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@ASweeterCasey @Damaging_MyCalm @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron --you out of here in one piece, I'm all for it. *nodding to @Damaging_MyCalm* Good to meet you, Casey. I should warn you. --
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@ASweeterCasey @Damaging_MyCalm @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron *rubbing his wrists, he spun to the door, testing the lock, his ear to the metal, and nodded* *quietly* If that plan involves getting --
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@ASweeterCasey @Damaging_MyCalm @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron --*cautiously* The lawyer... He didn't make it?
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@ASweeterCasey @Damaging_MyCalm @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron --you two related? Wait! You're Colonel John Casey! *his gaze snapping left and right, scanning the room* Where's... --
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@ASweeterCasey @Damaging_MyCalm @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron --*blinking in the harsh light the instant the sack was yanked from his head, he peered carefully @Damaging_MyCalm* Are --
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@ASweeterCasey @Damaging_MyCalm @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron *eyes flying wide at the sound of @Damaging_MyCalm's voice, he spun away from the door* I'm here. Is that... --
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@ASweeterCasey @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron @Damaging_MyCalm @CovertAndShit @RuleOfWrist --of tan cowboy boots, beige stitching, size eights, leading him forward* This island... it's tropical, right? I mean, we're dressed for it?
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@ASweeterCasey @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron @Damaging_MyCalm @CovertAndShit @RuleOfWrist --reassuring touch, and not a "creepy, old guy cops a feel" way. Angling his chin to clear his sightlines, he peered down at a pair --
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@ASweeterCasey @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron @Damaging_MyCalm @CovertAndShit @RuleOfWrist --elbow jab, he bumped against @ASweeterCasey's shoulder, letting his mass rest against her in what he hoped was a --
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@ASweeterCasey @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron @Damaging_MyCalm @CovertAndShit @RuleOfWrist --obscuring his vision* I'm right here, Sweetpea. *a beat* We'll get this cleared up, I promise... *stumbling forward at a rough --
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@ASweeterCasey @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron @Damaging_MyCalm @CovertAndShit @RuleOfWrist *wincing at the pinch of metal cuffs around his wrist, hands pulled sharply behind his back, he huffed as a second hood came down, --
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@ASweeterCasey @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron @Damaging_MyCalm --of the building* Uhh, *sheepish* Hi. @CovertAndShit @RuleOfWrist @ASweeterCasey
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@ASweeterCasey @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron @Damaging_MyCalm --both hands in clear sight as he hit "send", and dropped the phone over the side -- @ASweeterCasey @RuleOfWrist @CovertAndShit
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@ASweeterCasey @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron @Damaging_MyCalm --Sweetpea's on the run. We're island bound, amigos. GPS embed. No phone. *Straightening, he swallowed hard, stepping up behind,--
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@ASweeterCasey @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron @Damaging_MyCalm --his health it would be to tell a serial killer his new girlfriend just ran into the arms of the enemy* *Typing* No time--
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@ASweeterCasey @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron @Damaging_MyCalm --his hip pocket. The swipe of his thumb over smooth screen glass giving him just enough time to wonder how detrimental to --
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@ASweeterCasey @LegalAvocado @ShadowOfIron @Damaging_MyCalm -- toward @ShadowOfIron's henchmen, he hissed a ragged breath between clamped teeth, and pulled his cell phone from --
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