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Tortured minds Started by: Savannah on Jul 05, '14 19:22
From out of the shadows a figure appeared , as savannah walked home from the club. A cold shiver ran down her spin as she gently pulled her jacket tightly around her, the breeze caught her blonde wavy hair.

Turning slightly as the footsteps grew louder, sava began to panic and started to walk faster moving around the corners in hope to catch a glimpse of the person. Seemingly if he knew what she was thinking, he stayed close to the shadows and vanished.
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Admiral Ackbar whispers 'Sorry, it's a trap.' into Savannah's ear and slipped back into the darkness. 

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She spun around hearing the voice with her dagger at the ready" who are you and why do you say it is a trap "
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Admiral steps into a nearby light source showing his hideous face and glazes in Savannah's direction.

'This is a dangerous world hun, you better come to my place' Admiral said while grinning. 

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Raising an eyebrow and smirked " do you really think I am that stupid mr" placing her hand upon her hip and taps her thigh with her dagger.
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Admiral smiled and replied

I have cookies and milk, it's really cozy and fun you know! Nothing to worry about!

Admiral started sweating heavily and stepped out of the light source in shame.

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notices her boss man ice queen walks up to him looking at him confused and pulls out a flask filled with whiskey and offers it to him...

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Admiral Ackbar welcomes the whiskey with a wide smile.

Thanks Ice, you're coming to my place! Right ? Anybody? ...

Admiral quickly drinks from the flask and fills his lonely feeling with booze.  

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Ice smiles and giggles..

"well what choice do I have sir we work in the same HQ"

Takes a sip of the whiskey from the flask and looks around ...

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Savannah laughed softly at him, as she turned to walk away "milk and cookies do not interests
Me "
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Harvey notices his boss and RHW talking with a gorgeous woman coming from the clubs. He swoops in wearing his fanciest suit with his nicest haircut. 

Hey Boss and Ice...how's it going? Who is this lovely lady? 

Harvey smiles at Savannah 

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Looking around as she frowned to all these people coming from all directions, a tiny fang fell over her bottom lip and sighed all she wAnted to do was to get home and I I her damn heels off and slip into her nice warm bed.
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Harvey looks at Savannah and can see she doesn't appear to want to go out anywhere. 

Ma'am these streets can be a dangerous place to be walking around alone, would you like me to escort you back to your place? 

Harvey extends a hand 

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Ice looks at Harvey and shrugs at him as she gets ready to head back to the lovely HQ staying to talk to him since she has to get ready for the seasons to change soon...

"sorry Harvey don't have time to talk to u"

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She shook her head " no I am fine, but times like this I can fend for myself and had done for many centuries" she wasn't about to tell all of her life to a complete stranger that also could be working for max
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She shook her head " no I am fine, but times like this I can fend for myself and had done for many centuries" she wasn't about to tell all of her life to a complete stranger that also could be working for max
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He watched from the shadows of the alley. She was confident and walked with purpose, clearly a woman used to defending herself. Each time someone stopped to speak with her, she showed she was ready to strike at a moments notice. This was a woman with value, he knew he would be keeping a keen eye on her while she roamed these streets.

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Her eyes narrowed as she sensed another close by, slipping the dagger back under her jacket in its protective cover. With a roll of her pale blue eyes she began to walk off towards her home. Each step the soft click of her heels touched the sidewalk, ever alert for any danger
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Rubbing her head with her one hand and dips her other into her pocket, pulling out her keys that was to her home and to her club. Why could she not remember what had happened inside her office, Savannah bit into her bottom lip tasting the blood that laid on the skin.

Only time and patience will tell for her memory to fully come back.
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