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Post by chance on Feb 27, 2009 0:25:56 GMT -5
*Chance was in the mall in D.C. He was scoping out the person his current client had wanted him to kill. He had found the guy easily enough and was now taking pictures of the man. He didn't understand why humans were so obsessed about gaining political power, but that wasn't his job so her really didn't care*
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Post by ray on Feb 28, 2009 1:23:59 GMT -5
"It's not good to stalk you know."
Rachel had snuck up on Chance when he wasn't paying attention, it was part of her job after all. She gave him a half smirk, half grin.
"You're not an easy person to find you know. I've been looking for you everywhere."
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Post by chance on Feb 28, 2009 1:33:28 GMT -5
*Chance didn't turn around*
I'm not stalking when it's my job
*Still not turning around he gripped the railing he was leaning on tighter*
My I ask why you're looking for me? I haven't done anything...yet.
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Post by ray on Feb 28, 2009 13:48:00 GMT -5
Rachel almost laughed, though she let out a snicker, and grinned.
"Aw, don't get all defensive on me, I'm just here to talk, I swear."
She leaned against the other railing opposite him, watching him warily incase he tried anything.
"I don't think targetting a Politician is a very good idea, just to add."
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Post by chance on Feb 28, 2009 13:50:40 GMT -5
*Chance finally turned around to face her*
It's just my job
*He folded his arms across his chest*
So, What do you want to talk about?
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Post by ray on Feb 28, 2009 13:58:48 GMT -5
Rachel gave a smile when he finally turned to face her.
"Even so. I'm sure there's much more you could do then be a paid assassin."
She paused for a moment.
"Well first off, I would like your name... and not the name you give your clients."
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Post by chance on Feb 28, 2009 14:04:40 GMT -5
Assassin isn't my only job. I do whatever I feel like at the time.
*He continued to star at her*
Why do you want my name?
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Post by ray on Feb 28, 2009 14:09:38 GMT -5
Rachel smiled slightly.
"Though that's what your usually paid for, now isn't it?"
She just shrugged when he asked why, actually, she already knew his name, but she didn't like using peoples names until they told her it.
"Curiosity, and it's part of my job to know."
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Post by chance on Feb 28, 2009 14:32:48 GMT -5
*Chance just closed his eyes and shrugged*
Fine. Chance
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Post by ray on Feb 28, 2009 14:34:48 GMT -5
Rachel smiled.
"See, that wasn't to hard, now was it? I'm Rachel."
She paused for a moment.
"Now, would you like me to explain why I had to find you, or would you like to just chit chat until your... target leaves?"
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Post by chance on Feb 28, 2009 14:40:06 GMT -5
*Chance just smirked at her*
Which one do you think it is?
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Post by ray on Feb 28, 2009 15:00:06 GMT -5
Rachel smirked.
"You mean which person is your target? It's that man over there."
She pointed dead point straight at the man Chance was after. She then gave Chance a know-it-all grin.
"It's not that easy to fool me, you know. Now would you like to hear what I have to say?"
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Post by chance on Feb 28, 2009 15:57:30 GMT -5
Che
*He unfolded his arms*
I meant which option do you think I would chose
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Post by ray on Mar 2, 2009 23:17:36 GMT -5
"Oh...!"
Rachel grinned sheepishly at her own mistake. Sometimes not being able to read minds made things a little difficult, especially at these times.
"Well I would perfer you listen so I didn't have to go tracking you down again. It's very annoying to follow you since you run around so much."
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Post by chance on Mar 2, 2009 23:19:14 GMT -5
*Chance leaned his back to the railing*
Alright, I'll listen then
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