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Post by Kiira Andrews on May 21, 2006 13:39:48 GMT -5
Kiira Andrews waits back at her room in the hotel. "You went and died on me Pete. Just like your father." She clenches his picture to her chest. "What happened? You were out of the pack, who killed you? I know I wasn't worth it, but Jonathan was. I know you didn't return to them. So what happened. What is this flu? And help Jonny, he is more than likely to get involved in things that he should stay away from while he is here. Earth always did that to the both of you." She hears a knock on the door. "Well I should probably answer that. Keep him safe love."
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Post by Galadare on Jun 1, 2006 18:07:15 GMT -5
Kiira moves toward the door and pulls it open. She finds two men waiting for her. One is tall with hairless dark skin stretched tightly over herculean muscles. The other is short and thin, with a hungry glint in his serpentine, prosthetic eyes.
Kiira staggers backward as the horror of recognition sinks into her. She tries to slam the door but the short man is too quick. She feels a sharp sting in her abdomen before she sees the hypodermic gun in his hand.
The two smile, maliciously as her vision clouds, and the world spins.
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