"I don't know. He had shares in companies but I don't know which ones and we have houses in 3 different places. I don't know how much he earns." Marisa replied honestly.

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"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

"Well you'll just have to think harder, but in the mean time what is your allowence and do you own racing horses or anything like that" she presses now sharpeing the dagger

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( Yes YOu can .)

Sounder walked lightly through the pathways in the basement. Even with his unearthly light step his high amount of wapons clicked toghether in their holsters.
Sounder walked into the room that they kept prisonrs and traitors , and saw his partner Ydal. Even though Sounder had been in the Darklight longer Ydal was more experienced in alot of things than he was.
Most would blame that on Sounder's hardheadedness, or the fact he didn't talk often enough, but Sounder found it reason for improvement.

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"

(thankie)

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(Soon, once we have a leader for Darklight, Amber and Keira will spy on the father.)


Amber pulled back the safety catch and tossed the new gun to Keira.
She caught it, and took some time to hold it, weighing it in her hands, finding the balance between the gun and her.
"Like it?" smiled Amber. Keira grinned. "Very nice." she replied. "But not too good for an assasin."
Amber laughed. "Sticking to a handgun then i presume."
"You bet." smirked Keira, resting the gun back on the cabinet and grabbing her favourite hand gun. The 45 ACP.

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"I don't have a racing horse and my allowance is just cash that father gives me when I need it." Marisa eyed the dagger.

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

"Well thats a pity now isn't it, sure theres nothing eles you want to tell me, like where your mother is" she said with a crule smile

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Sounder grunted from his dark corner that he was standing in at the girls answer.
Difficult' he thought

SOunder took a few steps futher towards the cage , and looked at the girl in it.
She was tring to make herself seem stroung, and powerful, but Sounder's relentless purple gaze saw right through her act.

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"

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Annalett sat in the corner, reading with a small flashlight that she held with her teeth. She turned the page, and noticed a page was missing, turning the page back, Annalett noticed they were stuck together. Slowly she undid the page, and found out that they were stuck together with some weird sticky stuff. "Reaper," she called out.
onth oher side of the basement, John studied some of the new guns. When he heard his nickname, a grin spread accross his face. He watched his sister come over to him in a rage. She punched him hard in the shoulder.
"Hay, your not allowed to do that to another Darklight." he said grinning still.
"You ruined another of my books. That would be the fifth this weak."
"you keep count?"
Annalett grumbled under her breathe, then said, "You might want to start tricking someone else if you don't want that bruise to get bigger!" she said, and stormed off.

((is it okay if John or 'reaper' plays jokes on other darklights? just for fun though! Nothing too harming...))

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Sure!

Ok, let me tell everyone about the chapel.

It's hidden away in backstreets, never really noticed.
It has a :

Library. Books ans stuff, sofa's to read on.
Rooms, darklight partners share a room.
Technology room: with computers and hi-tech tracking systems.
Basement: With cages, weaponry rooms and equipment.
A small room in the basement for torturing, with tortue equipment and stuff.
Feel free to do what you like in the chapel, just make sure its not anything insane.


Keira slid down the banister and landed firmly on her feet, a total expert at acrobatics, she cartwheeled down the corridor.
She leaped thru the double doors and stepped casually into the library, there she spotted two old friends.
"Heya Annalett! Hey John!" she shouted.
Spreading herself out on a large sofa, she dug a book out of her bag, and began to read it.

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Sounder looked around at his partner..
' To envolved in her torturing...' He tought as he walked into a weponary room next to the tourture room, and walked down to where he was allowed to store his weapons .
He took his hand gun and his rifel out of their hiding places in hius long leather coat and put them in his small spot. He also took out a small aray of of rather dangerous looking objects from his pockets.
The only things left after all that were his old England style cutlass and an ornately desighned dagger

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"

[color=orange]Amber sat down and sighed, she could do with some action. Suddenly, an idea pinged into her head, she grabbed her favourite knife and an Glock 18 from the table and fixed them onto her belt.
"Wheres Keira?" she wondered. "Most likely the library."
She set off to find her loyal sister, hoping she would come with her.

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SOunder walked out to a hall way that was more upstairs.
He took out his cutlas , and started to swing away in a dificult serirs of movements of both his hands ands his feet

" One , Two , Three, One , two, three..." He said quietly in rythem with his steps. SOunders was the self proclaimed swords master. If he had his choice he would never touch a gun,but sometimes you needed the mondistance weapons

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(Good god, I was totally not expecting all of these posts. Ok, is this taking place in England? I figured that out from the SAS. Plus just a reminder, torture isn't really effective. Sometimes the guy just fakes a confession or story)
Erik and Clarie walked quickly in the castle halls. The beautiful English morning pierced through the windows as the walked. They soon entered the throne room, where the leader was. As they approached him, they could feel the silent sentinels that guarded this very room nearby. The leader turned towards them and said, "Erik and Claire, I have a job for you to do. It's rather difficult but I am sure you can pull it through." Both Erik and Claire smiled inwardly; since they met six years ago, the two of them were easily the best Death Bringers. The leader continued, "There is an oil coporation head who will be vacationing in the English Channel on his personaly yacht. One of his tankers was responsible for the oil spell in the Persian Gulf. I want him dead but make it so it doesn't look like he died or anything."
"Understood, sir," Erik said, speaking for himself and Clarie.
"Good, you have six days," the leader finished.

Ok some information about the Death Bringers - Death Bringers is an eco-terrorist/anti-religious-fundamentalist organization. They have bases located all across the world. Death Bringers work in pairs as well.

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I was cured all right.

Yes, despite the Darklights being quite evil, they are doing it for the good of the world, like eco-terroists.

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