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Post by Harleen Quinzel on Jan 24, 2009 14:35:43 GMT -5
Harley made her way through the large building like she were a on a very important mission and had to get through this place unseen. She peeked around each corner then flipped very acrobatically across the hall to the other side. Not only was it hella fun but there was also a method to her madness. Red Laser beams crisscrossed throughout the entire place, which were in place to go off if the slightest thing passed through them. She had disabled the sound detector but felt like a challenge and left the lasers on.
She flipped and crawled along, all the while singing a made up tune to herself as she went. Judging my the blueprints she had, the vault with the Egyptian cat and bird made from jade were close. If not right where she was standing, but Harls was horrible with directions and always missed the mark. "Right-O roger where are ya.." Pacing back and forth she came to a stop at a large wall hanging. What a hiding place this was... so obvious. She pulled it to the side finding a good sized vault behind. "Bingo mama!" Harls didnt have the slightest idea what the combination was, which really didn't even matter. She had her toys, and her bombs to play with. They almost always worked.
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Post by kato on Jan 24, 2009 15:00:22 GMT -5
Roulette was busy working late she needed to finish her new designs for Mulan. She stood from her desk and looked outside it was dark and clear . Roulette sighed to herself she needed to get ready for her nightly activities. She headed back to her desk she grabbed her bag. Leaving her office hearding to her car she heard some noises down the hall. She knew no at the office was around at this time and the guards were on the upper floors. " Great someone is trying to rob the place."
Roulette muttered this to herself making her way to the noises. Making over to where the noises where she saw a women. Dropping her bag loudly cleared her throat." Hey there can I ask as to what the hell your doing in my building". Roulette looked at this strange women dressed in a jester costume she didn't know what they hell she could want from here. She looked up at the vault that the strange women was looking at.
Roulette laughed." Listen unless your into high fashion there is nothing here that you would possible want and from you so called style of clothes I highly doubt it." She foled her armed across her chest waitng to see what the woman would do.
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Post by Harleen Quinzel on Jan 24, 2009 19:32:27 GMT -5
She spun around at the sound of a female voice over the sound of her rustling through the large bag-o-boom. "Ah hiya toots just doin some redecorating, this wall here... I'm plannin on blownin it to about, right over there." Harley displays where she was planing on relocating the vault door to. "Fashion!" Harley was always one for the latest fashions, most were her own creations. Like the stunning jester number she currently wore. While she babbled on she plopped about five globs of puddy with small explosives stuck in the centers. "Woop duck and run baby, duck and run!"
Harls dove for the ground and waited, for.... something to happen. Maybe she rigged it up wrong cause after a few seconds of no big bang she raised her head. "Uh oh...." Now she would have to go play with live ammo to get it to blow. Which she was used to... nothing ever went right for poor ole Harls. As soon as she hopped up there she went, the biggest kaboom she had ever heard. One thing she now had a hard time doing, as she was most definitely def after that.
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Post by kato on Jan 24, 2009 21:07:36 GMT -5
Roulette flew back a little because of the explosion.Stumbling to her feet she tore a larger slit down her skirt so she could move her legs more freely. Glaring at the woman Roulette walked up to her and pulling back her fist she punched her hard in the abdomen." That was a big mistake sweetheart." Roulette brushed her hair off her face. She hadn't had much fun in awhile she was aching for a good fight.
Slowly walking to her bag reaching inside she pulled out her 9 mm hand gun. Sighing to herself she pointed it back to Harley." Now listen I would rather be destroying happy couples life instead of dealing with this. So get the hell out of my building." Roulette was annoyed she hated when people tried to steal from her. She wanted to just get home and start her night but now she would have to deal with this crazy clown.
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Post by Harleen Quinzel on Feb 1, 2009 0:11:59 GMT -5
Harley laughed and jumped up from her place in the floor with a bit of a wobble and sway. It had been just a bit brain rattling that mini bombs she set off and needed a sec to get her head back in the game. "Wowza... now that was a bang!" With her gloved right hand she reached out to steady herself and looked up at the woman suddenly. Destroying happy couples life's!! What, why, how! That was terrible who would want to do such a think.
"Destroying happy couples!?" Harls always referred to herself as the cupid of crime. Love was her passion and she was known to be quite the little match maker. "Why in the name of all that's funny would to do that!" So there she went... past he point of no return. Her temper and reached its boiling point and she was just about to blow. Good think she had a brand new cheese grader in her nifty bad of tricks to use on this psycho...
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Post by kato on Feb 2, 2009 20:24:22 GMT -5
Roulette glared at the woman. She had no right to know the reason for her nightly activities. It has her past and her demons that she was dealing with. No one was allowed to even question her on the subject. She sighed still having the gun pointed at the clowns head. " That is my own business you idiotic freak. Now for the last time get the hell out of my building." Roulette felt anger coarse though her veins. She wanted to seriously hurt this woman in front of her.
But she restrained because she had no idea what she was capable. Hell she just watched this freak blow a hole in a building. But Roulette needed to do something soon or she might have to fight in order to leave safely. She closed her eyes this wasn't how she was picturing her night turning out at all. She just hoped it would end soon. Or maybe she could bribe her way out. She would wait to see what her next move should be.
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