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Mar 23, 2009 10:12:55 GMT -5
Post by KT on Mar 23, 2009 10:12:55 GMT -5
''She was just sitting there, listening to my drumming I guess'' Streets said taking a step back, even though she was sure Scaramouche couldn't get trough the iron bars she still decided to go for safe and take some distance.
''You can't blame her. Mustapha is just a kid'' Streets added uncertain. She was totally aware of the bonding that had been going on between Mustapha and Scaramouche.
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Mar 23, 2009 10:36:34 GMT -5
Post by Scaramouche on Mar 23, 2009 10:36:34 GMT -5
"Yeah." Scaramouche mumbled, leaning back against the wall of her cell, enjoying the soothing feeling of the cold metal on her aching muscles. She then turned again and stared back into the cell. " What do you think is gonna happen to us?"
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Mar 23, 2009 10:49:39 GMT -5
Post by KT on Mar 23, 2009 10:49:39 GMT -5
''I don't know, they'll probably try question us. Try to pull any information out of us we know. Trust me Mouche it won't be easy.''
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Mar 25, 2009 18:47:00 GMT -5
Post by Scaramouche on Mar 25, 2009 18:47:00 GMT -5
Scaramouche nodded darkly.
" Well, there's no way in hell I'm saying anything." she growled, balling her hands into fists. " Not even if they torture me to the last inch of my life."
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Mar 31, 2009 12:32:28 GMT -5
Post by KT on Mar 31, 2009 12:32:28 GMT -5
''That's good'' Streets sighed ''that's good.'' she smiled encouraging at Scaramouche before stepping away from the little window and walking around the cell. She let her hands slide over the cold iron wall and then examined the lock on the door. When she softly touched it a load of electricity filled her. She was thrown backwards and landed on her back on the floor.
''You pigs'' she exclaimed ''You Gorram Pigs''
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Post by Scaramouche on Apr 1, 2009 9:18:58 GMT -5
" What, what happened?" Scaramouche called, trying her best to look into Streets's cell.
She quickly jumped away through when there was a loud knocking on her cell door and a guard was peering in at her.
" You better stop all that shouting sweetheart," he warned, leering at her "Unless you want me to come in there and punish you myself."
" Shut it you pervert!" she snapped back at him.
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