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| RiddleMeThis396 | Mar 29 2012, 01:18 AM Post #401 |
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Keira laughed, "I guess it was vague..,you're talking to a cowgirl. I think the closet I've used to a "sensual scent" is the scent in my shampoo. I mean, guys really like this kinda stuff?" she asked her honesty. She was never a fan of artificial scents...but this one was light enough she was willing to give it a shot. |
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| mallyapple19 | Mar 29 2012, 01:23 AM Post #402 |
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The knock at the door was unwelcome as Adam looked up. He shared an office with another detective, but that man was never here...so it was as though he had his own office. "Come in," he said, shutting the file. The receptionist, Lacy he thought her name was, smiled as she entered. Her cheeks were already red. "I have a David Tayler for you, Officer Jensine." Adam just flicked his hand. The girl left, walking back down the hallway to the man. "He'll see you. Seventh door on the left," she said, smiling brightly at him again. |
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| never_fade_away | Mar 29 2012, 01:27 AM Post #403 |
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((Yay chaos! lol)) Aeryn snickered as she nodded. "Guys like something to remind them of you. If you place a little bit of it in certain places, it's bound to catch their attention and drive them crazy. There's a difference from smelling feminine and a french whore. Once they smell it, they will tie you to that scent so whenever they smell it again, it will make them think of you and drive them insane." she explained with a grin. |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Mar 29 2012, 01:32 AM Post #404 |
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"Why thank you darlin'..." he gave her a wink before heading down the hall. He opened the door with a chuckle. "Oh don't look so thrilled about seeing me, Jensine." he chuckled, leaning in the doorway. "You're welcome for the tip yesterday, by the way." he added as he closed the door behind him. "David" plopped down in the chair on the other side of the desk, eyes flashing under the bright lights. |
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| mallyapple19 | Mar 29 2012, 01:34 AM Post #405 |
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Adam looked up, his face showing no amusement whatsoever. It held his normal look, just a hairsbreadth short of 'fuck off'. "I don't recall thanking you." He looked back down, flipping open his file. "Can I help you. I'm sure even you can understand the concept of having to actually work." |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Mar 29 2012, 01:39 AM Post #406 |
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Keira nodded, placing a small bottle in her basket. "You'll help me with that? My luck I'll end up the French whore version..." she laughed a little. "Well, are we all set? Damien wants to meet for lunch." she told her, laughing at how empty her basket looked compared to Aeryn's. |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Mar 29 2012, 01:49 AM Post #407 |
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"Didn't have to....you and your little journalist can rest easy for a moment. I have a task for you. You know, whenever you get the chance." he slipped him a picture of a girl, about 17, petite in stature with blonde hair and big blue eyes. He also knew Adam had no right to question motives from his division. "Find her. Keep an eye on her and report to me immediately. She's a high risk. She may look like the angel...don't turn your back on her." he stood then, "Her name is Keira O'Connor. Be quick." with that he walked out. He was young, but they knew better to question him. He had one flaw...where he could impress thOughts and pain, he couldn't read what they already knew. |
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| never_fade_away | Mar 29 2012, 01:54 AM Post #408 |
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"Psh! Duh. I don't hang out with French whores." Aeryn sniffed as she dragged her friend to check out. She winced at the price of her stuff before handing over her card. Turning to Kiera, she shrugged. "Where are we meeting for lunch?" she asked her curiously with a slight smile as she moved out of the way. She was seriously hoping that things weren't awkward. It shouldn't be. |
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| mallyapple19 | Mar 29 2012, 01:58 AM Post #409 |
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Adam looked down at the picture, sliding it closer when the door shut behind the man. Arrogant little prick that one...but Adam had been instructed...very forcefully...not to question him or disrespect him in any manner. It annoyed him. He was used to submitting to superiors...he had been military after all, but little shitheads who thought they were the greatest thing to step on the earth just made him irate. Keira O'Connor. Fun story. He already knew about her...had met her...and knew where she worked. He sighed and flipped out his cell phone. Sending a quick text, he set it down and stood up, dropping the picture into the drawer of his desk. Grabbing his sidearm, he left the precinct and headed toward his truck. He'd had enough work for one day. Hopping up into it, he headed home..which was a nice, but not fancy, apartment in nice, but far from rich section of town. After a shower and dressing in civilian clothes, which included a long-sleeved henley, jeans, Nike runners, his gloves and his gun strapped to his ankle, he headed back out for a stroll through the city. |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Mar 29 2012, 02:03 AM Post #410 |
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Keira laughed, ringing up as Aeryn asked her. "Cafe over on maple. About 5 minutes from here." she answered, paying the woman and taking her bag. She saw worry cross her friend's face, "Are you seriously worried about seeing Damien?" she rolled her eyes as the girls walked out. "It will only be awkward if you make it. He may be a pain, but he is respectful." |
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