Dont worry, just pretend its a bit later. Come to the office, and now we have to wait for docter to post.

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Cloud got the message from the Boss. He was still at the archery range when he got it, and still had a few more hours until he had to go to the uaual place. He shot a few more arrows, each hitting the target, then put his bow and things away. Most likely he'd be paired with his siter, again. He hoped not.

Cloud went to his room relax a little bit until he went to go get his mission...

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(( ok...just tell me when i need to crash so holly can see
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Trudy smiled. " i know." she took another sharp turn almost slaming into a lamp post.
" your going to get us killed..." Darrek said.
Trudy laughed. she hadnt laughed in a long time. this was diffrent.
she could still hear the sirens blaring. " blast...where do i go?" she thought and tried not to get herself cornered.

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Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

Raelyn forget about that stuff now, just try and get back to the manor. Because the boss needs us in a meeting.

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( alright)

Trudy sighed. her phone was ringing she looked at the caller ID and it was the boss. he was back she knew that he probably wanted to know her status. she didnt answer it. she knew she would pay for that later.
" Darrek...look...i need to drop you off i have to get ...uh..home..please...i will meet up with you again. i'll find you." she turned another corner. the cops were behind her enough for her to drop him off at a local bar.
she pushed him out of the car. " hurry go.." she said before zooming off.
she started driving twards the manor. she couldnt see or hear anymore sirens they must have gotten another call and gave up. she got to the manor within ten minuets of droping Darrek off. she parked the car and knocked on the front door. knocked once and spoke the password. she was let in.

Darrek stood on the curb watching her drive off. <i>how had she found him...by chance...no..</i>he thought to himself.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

( alright)

Trudy sighed. her phone was ringing she looked at the caller ID and it was the boss. he was back she knew that he probably wanted to know her status. she didnt answer it. she knew she would pay for that later.
" Darrek...look...i need to drop you off i have to get ...uh..home..please...i will meet up with you again. i'll find you." she turned another corner. the cops were behind her enough for her to drop him off at a local bar.
she pushed him out of the car. " hurry go.." she said before zooming off.
she started driving twards the manor. she couldnt see or hear anymore sirens they must have gotten another call and gave up. she got to the manor within ten minuets of droping Darrek off. she parked the car and knocked on the front door. knocked once and spoke the password. she was let in.

Darrek stood on the curb watching her drive off. <i>how had she found him...by chance...no..</i>he thought to himself.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

( alright)

Trudy sighed. her phone was ringing she looked at the caller ID and it was the boss. he was back she knew that he probably wanted to know her status. she didnt answer it. she knew she would pay for that later.
" Darrek...look...i need to drop you off i have to get ...uh..home..please...i will meet up with you again. i'll find you." she turned another corner. the cops were behind her enough for her to drop him off at a local bar.
she pushed him out of the car. " hurry go.." she said before zooming off.
she started driving twards the manor. she couldnt see or hear anymore sirens they must have gotten another call and gave up. she got to the manor within ten minuets of droping Darrek off. she parked the car and knocked on the front door. knocked once and spoke the password. she was let in.

Darrek stood on the curb watching her drive off. <i>how had she found him...by chance...no..</i>he thought to himself.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

As the time drew near, Electra ended her training, rinsed herself down and proceeded to the Boss's office. Finally a new hunt. she thought as arrived at the office.

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M had been some yoga moves when her phone had rung and now, as to her gaurdians wishes, she made her way to his office. Once ther she saw Holly had gotten the same message as well.

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

"Enter."

The words were out of the Boss's mouth by reflex, as was his hand by the Glock 9mm sitting on his desk Once he saw it was Holly, he simply motioned to one of the chairs, not speaking. He waited until M arrived and repeated the same procedure with her.

Once they were both seated, he finally spoke. "Your job is to assassinate the French tenor, Jacques Allègre, and an American ambasador, Richard Delahunt. It will take place in the theater (make up whatever name you want, I'll leave it up to you) in London. The production takes place two nights hence and there are daily tours of the facility during each of the days which is your best entry time. Our client would like them too look like accidents; and though it is not required, it will net you a substantial bonus."

He pushed a slip of paper across his desk. It was a ticket. "Present this to the guard at the desk to get a coat. Inside the breast pocket will be a working replica of a WWI German pistol, an exact copy of the one that will be used in the play. You may be able to switch this with the actor's pistol to make it look like an accident, but that is your decision. As for the killing of the ambasador, I cannot help you with that other than to tell you that his security is tight."

"One other thing," he said. "The guards scan each person going into to theater propper or into the basement where renovation is going on, so you will have to be careful with taking any weapons along." With that, the briefing was over, or close to.

"Questions?"
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Bourne's cell rang. It, like the Boss's, was both disposable and pre-paid. He would dispose of it after this call to prevent a trace, a habit he had picked up in the USSFs. He pulled th ephone out of his pocket and pressed the talk button. It was the Boss.

"I'm sending Alice to work with you."

"ETA?"

"Twenty minutes." With that the connection terminated.

Bourne pulled off the back panel of the phone and removed the battery. He replaced the cover and shoved it back inside his pocket. He wondered why the Boss was having Alice and him work together, their styles were polar opposites. She prefered blowing things to kingdom come; while Bourne prefered to kill silently, and make it look like an accident it at all possible.

Alice probably had a couple of pounds of C4 in her trunk while the only weapons Bourne currently carried were a garotte wire (fiber wire), a knife, a fazor, and a bundle with eight syringes in his pocket (the razor and syringes, the rest are in other places). Seven of the syringes were sedatives, those 'just in case' items, but onle was a mostly inoclous saline solution. It was mostly inoclous because it contained elevated levels of prostaglandin which would cause a heart attack in high enough doses. Both saline and prostaglandin are produced and broken down naturally in the body, so all traces of it would be gone by the time a ME examined the body so it would look like the person died of natural causes. A razor blade nick to the neck in the injection spot would cover up the needle mark and look like a shaving accident. It was quite ingenious, actually.

Bourne settled for walking along his usual route while waiting for Alice to show up.

OOC: Sorry for any misspellings (of which I'm sure there are many).

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

Alice had boarded a train to Cornwall, a slightly swifter and cleaner way to travel. But it was slightly risky using public mass transit. Someone could put a bomb in her car or kill her while she slept. To that end, she asked for a private car but later sat like the normal punters.

She was still bewildered why she was assigned with Bourne. Bourne was almost obsessed with stealth while Alice, given the choice, would like to finish things off with a hint of grandeur. However, she though, as she was looking at the electronic blueprints the Boss had send to her computer. There was a way both styles could be reconciled. There was a structural weakness in the room that their targets would often sit and discuss business. If she could place a bomb at the weakness and detonate it, their deaths would be passed as faulty construction.

Her stop at Cornwall soon came. She disembarked and went for the car that her superior had told her to find. Due to the tight security on mass transit, she couldn't bring her gun but her superiors had provided it for her along with some of the necessary explosives. She went in, grimacing slightly as it wasn't an Aston Martin like hers but a Honda Accord. She then drove off to find the house and Bourne.

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(thanks doctor)

Alexi smiled as the girls left him and reaslised what the time was. Damn, he should be getting back or he'd do no work tonight. He left the club and made his way back to his downtrodden apartment. Entering a back room he sat down. he didn't need a light on, the three computer screens cast enough light on thier own. He reatched over and inserted a disk into one of the drives. Onto this he would copy all the files his client wanted.

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Trudy skidded onto the top floor where the boss's office was. she waited outside knowing that he would let her in.
she nervously stood there. <i> i hope he's not mad about me not answering his call...will he find out that i did not complete my task? will he kick me out or..</i> she shook her head. she had to stop. she had to be fearless...she sighed once again waiting.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

*Waits for docter*

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Come on everyone, dont let this rp die already!

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