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Post by delun on Jun 8, 2007 16:43:32 GMT -5
"We will be headin' somewhere; now get movein'." Fredrick ushered Mal down an alley and disappeared from sight.
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Post by takeyouaway on Jun 8, 2007 21:40:53 GMT -5
Mal followed the guy, not liking this prediciment at all. Shutting up for now, he followed the man down teh ally, hoping that the boy got to his ship or someone found his belt with his gun on it.
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Post by alora on Jun 11, 2007 17:41:24 GMT -5
Alora had been working for/with fredrick for sometime now. She knew of his plans to get Malcolm Reynolds. The same man she needed...needed in her life. Not in a sexual way, that would be...awkward, and weird, and quite matter of factly just disturbing to no end. 'Lora was in hiding now. She could here the thumping of Fred's feet coming back down the alley, and the unfamiliar shuffle of some new feet, hopefully Mal's.
Calmly she emerged from behind a stack of boxes. Her hands up in the back packets of her black pants. Her Raven black hair, like Inara's, was pulled back into a tight ponytail. She liked her job. It never required a certain dress code.
"Is that him?" She called out to the two men entering the alley. She didn't need to ask. She knew. She knew like all readers knew. Of course no one, not ever dear Fredrick, had cauhgt on to her ability. Considering is was not one of great ability. She had never mastered it, Alora had left the 'Academy' to early in her training.
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Post by takeyouaway on Jun 11, 2007 19:44:45 GMT -5
Mall looked up at the sound of a woman's voice. "I'm sorry, are you goin' to use me for a sex slave or sumthin?" Mal was being sarcastic. he didn't like this situation at all. Looking up at the girl, he was shocked. She reminded him about osmeone. Someone special and close to him. Something about her made him thing about Inara.
Looking at the guy, who seemed to know him, he nodded in understanding. "Oh, so first you find a bad look-a-like ot my crew and then kill me."
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