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Post by ~Amber~ on Jul 7, 2011 18:51:29 GMT -5
Selena walked into an antique store to pick up something her mother had ordered for her murder mystery party. it was close to Halloween and the lamps came in just in time
"oh Selena there you are I have your mother's things right here." the man said handing her the box.
"thank you." she said in that quiet soft voice of her's, she stopped when she saw a necklace shaped like a angel wing, it was made of emerald "Mr. Monroe, could I get that to?" she asked him and he smiled "sure here you go dear." he handed her the necklace and she paid him for everything walking out of the store as a man walked in. he was looking for that necklace, the one she had in her hands now
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Jul 7, 2011 18:56:05 GMT -5
Dante and Z hung out at home, it's been a month since their last job and they were getting bored, Z was in a sour mood because he was bored adn he had no idea where those two girls were to try and get that power. Dante understood why he wanted that power, but it still annoyed him sometimes on how frustrated he got. He knew a new mission would help his mood
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Post by ~Amber~ on Jul 7, 2011 18:58:59 GMT -5
that man wanted to have a hold of the necklace so he called the two knowing they'd be the ones to get a hold of it for him.
"Selena oh perfect your back." her mother said taking the boxes from her to set the lamps and drapes up for the party
"mom I got this while there is that okay?" she asked and her mother smiled at her
"It's fine dear now could you go out and get the cake from the baker?" her mother asked and Selena nodded heading out of the house to walk to the bakery, it wasn't as far as the antique store so she'd rather walk
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Jul 7, 2011 19:01:48 GMT -5
Z was the one who picked up the phone.
"Hello?" He said boredly
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Post by ~Amber~ on Jul 7, 2011 19:03:13 GMT -5
"I have a job for you boys if your interested. I need to get a hold of something and I think you could get it for me, should be hard just a little 16 or 17 year old girl." the man said
she just walked along to the bakery
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Jul 7, 2011 19:09:40 GMT -5
"You want the girl or something she has or information from her?" He asked still sounding bored
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Post by ~Amber~ on Jul 7, 2011 19:11:42 GMT -5
"something she has. an emerald necklace. you can do whatever you want with or to the girl I just want what she has. there's quiet a bit in it for you both if you do it." he said simply
she got to the bakery
"Selena come here you have to try this tell me what you think!" the baker said pulling her towards the kitchen
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Jul 7, 2011 19:20:32 GMT -5
"Whatever, where is she?" He asked, neither of them really cared about a bunch of money, only enough to get by and something to do to ease the boredom. Dante sat up.
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Post by ~Amber~ on Jul 7, 2011 19:22:02 GMT -5
"Portland, she lives around the area. her name was Selena I heard the antique man who sold it to her say." he answered
she tried a bunch of his new recipes and help him decide which ones to make more of.
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Jul 7, 2011 19:30:22 GMT -5
"Okay." He said simply and hug up.
"New mission." He said getting up. Dante could tell that he was in a better mood by sounding bored verses straight up evil (not that he wasn't really)
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Post by ~Amber~ on Jul 7, 2011 19:31:33 GMT -5
she finished helping him and she got the cake, paid for it and headed out of the bakery to start walking home. it wasn't sunny or hot so she didn't have to worry about anything but possibly dropping it
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Jul 7, 2011 19:39:17 GMT -5
They both headed out
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Post by ~Amber~ on Jul 7, 2011 19:40:33 GMT -5
she put the cake in the fridge before heading out to pick up her Halloween costume. she walked along a dirt path in the woods which was the short cut into town, but no one used it but her
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Jul 7, 2011 19:50:17 GMT -5
Except them, although they didn't know who she was yet, the picture hadn't been sent to thier computers yet.
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Post by ~Amber~ on Jul 7, 2011 19:51:31 GMT -5
he'd sent it then and she sighed stopping before her shoe slipped a bit so she needed to fix it
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