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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 17:23:20 GMT -5
"Basically," he started, "We have intel agents. They gather information about the criminals in the city. They put the info into files and the files get delivered to the agents, and then we execute the missions. That's the gist of it, at least. does that make sense?"
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 18:05:02 GMT -5
Arty nodded, "So, why wasn't I just assigned as an intel agent? I'm already trusted by all of the criminals on the street."
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 18:20:45 GMT -5
"Because you are better than some of the agents who go on missions," he responded, washing up his dishes.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 18:22:18 GMT -5
"You haven't even seen me work." She retorted, watching him curiously. He was so neat, and she was so...cluttered. In more than one aspect.
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 18:30:47 GMT -5
"I have seen you work actually," he responded, "everyone at the agency knows who you are."
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 18:34:17 GMT -5
"How?" She asked, "Was I next on the hit list?" Her curiosity was piqued
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 18:38:11 GMT -5
"No no," he dried his hands on a towel, "the thing is, you're not really a nuisance to us or anything. You do the same thing we do, just for different motives. And that's fine I guess. You've taken care of some of our targets for us before. That's how we know about you."
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 18:45:43 GMT -5
"That's nice...I guess." She said, "Now, you should put pants on so we can head out and figure out our living arrangement."
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 18:53:09 GMT -5
Blake nodded, "about that," he walked out of the kitchen, "we are getting a temporary apartment."
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 18:54:22 GMT -5
"So I won't have to sleep on a sofa?" She asked somewhat excitedly.
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 18:57:52 GMT -5
"No darling, you'll get your own bed," he replied, heading to his bedroom.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 18:59:24 GMT -5
Arty rolled her eyes, "Don't call me darling." She snapped, waiting for him to get ready. "And do you always cook naked?"
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 19:00:10 GMT -5
"Huh? I was wearing a towel," he responded, pulling on his pants.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 19:02:09 GMT -5
"Half naked." She corrected, waiting in the kitchen down the hall from him.
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 19:04:43 GMT -5
He chucked, "usually I do." He admitted.
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