Fall of the Titans- The City of Seattle
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				Title: <strong>Fall of the Titans- The City of Seattle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>writersmelody</strong> on <strong>22-09-2010, 23:01:52</strong>
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				The city of Seattle has a long and rich history. It is not the city it once was, for better in some ways and for worse in others. Size doesn't stop this gem (and it is still known as the Emerald City) from being a major player in economics, trade, and culture. Some major companies have their headquarters here. A gorgeous, modern city that honors the past while looking to the future, it is a progressive and conscientious place. For the most part that is. It does have its seedier sides of course. And there are some interesting stories told about Seattle... <br><br>NOTE- This thread is for activities taking place anywhere within the Seattle city limits. A helpful suggestion might be to put your location at the top. Like so..<br><br><em>Insert your character's name here, location (i.e. Bathtub Gin) here</em><br><br>Group Roleplays Topic (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82058.0;topicseen) (to apply)<br>OOC Topic (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82988.0)<br>Character Topic (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82984.0)<br>Requests Topic (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82989.0)<br>Fall of the Titans (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82164.0) (IC topic)<br>Fall of the Titans- Cassandra's Manor (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82998.new#new)<br>Fall of the Titans- Seattle Police Department, First Precinct (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=83258.0)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Titans- The City of Seattle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 08:43:01</strong>
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				<strong>Joe and Brian leaving Dennys.</strong><br><br><br><br>It had only been an hour before Brian pulled into the parking lot. Joe was hunched over the table with his cheek plastered against the table top. It didn't surprise Brian too much when he walked into the diner and saw Joe in such a position. He stopped before the table and glanced to the empty cup of coffee. He hadn't expected the man to drink only one cup. Bringing his hand against the cop's back, he exclaimed, "Rise and shine!"<br><br>Joe's eyes snapped open in startle before they squinted beneath the diner lights. So he was still at Dennys...with a tired breath, the cop sat up in his seat as Brian took a seat across from him. "I thought you might have been through five cups of coffee by now," Brian said.<br><br>Resting his back against the booth cushions, Joe ran his hand across his face and then back through his cropped hair. "Naw, sugar makes me..." He waved his hands and Brian couldn't help but copy the gesture himself.<br><br>"Yeah, yeah, I know. How are you going to stay awake then? Will I have to elbow you all night?"<br><br>Joe rested his elbows upon the table and lowered his face into his hands. "I'll be all right once I get some food in me."<br><br>"Yeah right. You'll just be sleeping even more. Maybe you should take the car back to the precinct. You shouldn't be driving around when you're tired. And of course I don't mind having to elbow you awake every once in awhile."<br><br>Joe crossed his arms and stared at Brian. "You sure?"<br><br>"Come on, Joe. We've been partners for years. You sleepin' is just another day."<br><br>"All right," Joe finally agreed. He reached into his back pocket and removed his wallet, dropping three dollars for the coffee. He then scooted out of the booth and rose to walk with Brian out to the parking lot. "I honestly hope nothing goes wrong tonight. That way, I can sleep in my own damn bed once my shift is over."<br><br>Brian made a disappointed face. "By the time my shift is over, my wife will already be awake."<br><br>"Who wants to sleep next to your fat ass any way?" Joe teased and laughed at his own joke.<br><br>Brian gave a witty smile. This was his moment to shine. "You've done it for years, <em>Dear</em>." Brian then looked across the parking lot to see Joe standing there just before entering his car. He looked so dumbfounded. His comeback had hit home, and now Brian was roaring with laughter as he stole into his vehicle.<br><br>Joe smirked. It had been a rare thing when someone had something he couldn't counter. He would surely get him back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Titans- The City of Seattle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 08:03:34</strong>
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				<strong>Taylor leaving Denny's.</strong><br><br>(http://i1000.photobucket.com/albums/af130/ViciousTeddyBear/Shards/VR%20cops/bon1591.jpg)<br><br>She's often wondered what life would be like if there weren't a SPECTRE around to hunt supers.&nbsp; Where would she be right now? Off at college? In a diner as a waitress?&nbsp; Perhaps she'd have a real job and being paying for dinner with her own money.&nbsp; In reality she thinks she'd be in a similar position.&nbsp; Living off of someone else's dime and probably just below some superheroine's radar.&nbsp; Maybe she'd even get to beat one up, or maybe she'd <i>be</i> one.&nbsp; Wearing some gaudy little outfit full of spandex and looking for badguys to beat up.<br><br>She can see that being a possibility too.&nbsp; A soft smirk plays across her lips as the brunette finishes her meal and gets up from her seat.&nbsp; She's found that the hardest thing about her ability is to find something that's sitting still.&nbsp; Like in the case right now, a credit card is hardly ever <i>not</i> in motion when someone steps up to a cashier.&nbsp; There's the movement from the wallet, then to the hand, then it's swiped through a reader, and put back into a wallet, then the wallet is moving right back to a pocket.&nbsp; Normally it doesn't sit still after that, normally a patron of said restaurant is leaving, and therefore moving.&nbsp; <br><br>It's actually easier to grab a card <i>before</i> they get to the cashier.&nbsp; Sometimes it takes duplicating a whole wallet from some guy's back pocket, removing the card, then doing it again so that she only has the card and the wallet disappears.&nbsp; Lots of people have cards that look similar, very few have wallets that look the exact same.&nbsp; Sometimes it takes a few tries, sometimes she gets lucky.&nbsp; Tonight has been one of those night that it's taking a few tries.&nbsp; The first guy didn't have a card, the next had so many scratches over it, that it probably wouldn't swipe. <br><br>So now she's in line without a definite way to pay.&nbsp; A gun and clip in her purse, and not much else.&nbsp; She lucks out though.&nbsp; A guy takes out his wallet and she spies both a debit and a credit card.&nbsp; He takes out the latter, while setting his wallet on the counter.&nbsp; Just for a moment while he signs the ticket, but it's enough.&nbsp; He is smart enough to hide the digits on the cart, but that doesn't matter.&nbsp; The debit card appears in her leather jacket pocket.&nbsp; Whew.&nbsp; <br><br>She gets to the cashier, swipes it, and then asks to run it as credit.&nbsp; Under ten bucks and they never even ask to see her license.&nbsp; That's why she comes here, they don't <i>check</i>.&nbsp; Some places do, and it's hard to weasel out of how she has someone else's card.&nbsp; Normally it falls on that she accidentally swiped her mom or dad's card, then apologizes and puts something back.&nbsp; In the case of food, she's been lucky enough for it never having come to that.&nbsp; After she pays she puts the card back in her pocket, walks out then spies two guys in the parking lot.&nbsp; &nbsp;She discreetly tosses the card into the bushes and then keeps walking, right towards the back of the building.<br><br>She's sure to put her hips into full swing, letting a few more sinister looking characters catch sight of her <i>tight</i> leather pants.&nbsp; She unzips the jacket to reveal a spaghetti strap, skin-tight black tank top then moves to go around back.&nbsp; There's a pass through alley back there that's dangerous as hell.&nbsp; That's another reason she likes this place, it's a good place to go to blow off some steam.&nbsp; Her heels click across the pavement as she looks one way, furrows her brows then looks another way.&nbsp; She turns down the alley, and three men follow in after her.<br><br>Suckers.<br><br>She waits for them.&nbsp; Just keeps on walking and then feels a large hand grab her even bigger butt cheek. As his other arm moves around her body to grab her around the neck she slips out of his hand, and ducks low, making him miss.&nbsp; She rolls forward, gets up and kicks him right in the nuts.&nbsp; He screams like a little girl. "Pervert." She grins, liking this way too much, another round house and he's on the ground.&nbsp; The other two rush her calling her really nice things, like "bitch" and "whore".&nbsp; She kind of wonders when those cops will show up, or if they'd managed to get in their car and not hear a damn thing.&nbsp; Either way she's going to take care of it.&nbsp; Her fist rockets into one thug's stomach while she throws her leg out hard enough to bend his knee backwards as her foot connects.&nbsp; The crunch of his ligaments tearing, and his bones cracking is nearly as loud as the man's scream.<br><br>The third and "last" man manages to grab her breast and squeezes it <i>hard</i>.&nbsp; "AUUUGH!" It's her turn to scream.&nbsp; He pulls her close and licks an alcohol tainted tongue up the side of her cheek while pawing at her ass with the other hand.&nbsp; She could feel him getting hard even through his pants as he drives his cock into her thigh.&nbsp; Then her elbow meets his jaw and he nearly bites his tongue off.&nbsp; She turns and drives her knee up into his crotch. A solid liver punch followed by a hook to his floating ribs and he's nearly down.&nbsp; She then takes out her glock and pistol whips him.&nbsp; "Bastard." She sneers.<br><br>Never seeing the fourth man until his fist slams up between her thighs, the rush of hair passing by her lips gives her notice of her lungs emptying of the precious element.&nbsp; She drops to her knees as the man behind her grabs her gun.&nbsp; He then checks it, no bullets, not that it matters as he yanks on her ponytail, opening her mouth.&nbsp; And just as she sucks in a breath, he drives his cock right down her--<br><br>Fantasy.<br><br>She snaps out of it.&nbsp; Blinking and looking behind her instinctively.&nbsp; Fights <i>always</i> get her hot and bothered, fantasizing about one of these thugs getting the upper hand is probably a little bit crazy.&nbsp; She knows that, still it doesn't stop it from happening.&nbsp; And it doesn't stop it from being a <i>fantasy</i>.&nbsp; She shakes her head once, then again looking around, then down at the gun in her hand.&nbsp; She adjusts her girls in her tight tank top, then nudges each of the guys with a boot.&nbsp; Oookay, everyone is out, there's no fourth guy about to nail her between the legs and shove his dick down her throat.&nbsp; It was just a fantasy...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Titans- The City of Seattle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 19:45:32</strong>
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				<strong>Jacob Whitecloud; Alleyway Near Denny's</strong><br><br>Paul reached the back door, frantically fumbling with his keys as he fought against his own weak constitution <em>I've gotta get away!</em> he thought <em>Gotta get the door open...then I can run I can run and get away!</em> The first key he tried wouldn't even fit in the door, the next was the same story, the third time now that was the charm! With a quick twist of his wrist he unlocked the back door and shoved it open sprinting through the doorway and into the alley behind his store. <em>I can't believe this shit!!!</em> he thought to himself. <em>I was just about to close up for the day...</em>&nbsp; The visions of what had happened next, unbidden and undesired as they were, flashed thorough his mind as he ran. He saw Jenny, <em>oh poor sweet Jenny. She'd only been 17 for God's sake!</em>, moving to the door to flip the sign from 'open' to 'closed' before she reached it a man walked in he was tall and of Native American descent. He had been wearing clothes that looked like they'd fit in better a few decades ago and he seemed to exude menace. He'd shopped for a good 20 minutes before picking out a suit and changing into it. Paul had needed to go get the tie that came with the suit from the back, when he returned he'd found Jenny's body on the floor and the Indian holding what looked like a fucking tomahawk covered in blood. Without another thought Paul had ran, he'd just turned around and ran for the back exit leaving Jenny to her fate. All this passed through his mind's eye in less than a second then he was focused again. Focused on the open street at the end of the alley. His salvation! If he could just get into the street he could get someone's attention maybe even a cop! There were less than 10 yards between him and the end of the alley <em>I'm going to make it!</em> he silently cheered in relief <em>I'm actua......</em> Sadly for Paul that was as far as his thought process was allowed to proceed. For in that very instant his focus shifted to a new sensation;&nbsp; in fact the last sensation he would ever experience; as his he looked down to confirm what his brain told him he felt he couldn't tear his eyes away from the large arrow jutting out from his chest. The weapon had passed through his heart and his body was already shutting down, as the lights faded he saw the arrow's head open into a flat disk, he felt a tug pull him off his feet and onto his back, the odd sensation of being dragged, and then he felt no more.<br><br><br><br>Jacob pulled on the rope that was attached to the arrow that had ended Paul's life, in reward for his efforts the man's body drew closer and closer. "That one almost got away from you" Jacob heard The Gunslinger say. He didn't need to look up from the body that he was dragging ever closer to know that the spirit had a grin plastered on his face and that The Wolf was sitting next to him. "Just like you almost got away?" Jacob responded <br>"No....as I remember,&nbsp; you spent the next three days holed up in a cave praying you wouldn't die from the wounds I'd given you" the spirit responded, not without a large amount of pride in his voice. Jacob did not have a response to his words for they were the truth. Back when The Gunslinger had been a man he'd been a Confederate Army Colonel , Jacob had been an Indian scout for the Union and they'd crossed paths. And blades. After the Col. had been slain Jacob had searched his soul for any useful information, he'd found...evil... the Col. had been responsible for the massacre of several hundred black men and women throughout the war.&nbsp; So Jacob had taken his scalp seeing it as a fitting punishment that he serve Jacob for many years to come. He'd offered The Gunslinger his freedom 130 years later but the spirit had declined claiming that 'he still had more to atone for.' He was as fine a warrior and it pleased Jacob to think that over the years they had become friends. Once Paul's body was at his feet Jacob knelt beside it looking into its now lifeless eyes and and placing his hands on the sides of it's head. He needed information on the state of the world, and this was the fastest way to get it. For the past 80 years he'd lived in the woods surrounding Seattle...he did this sort of thing at times. Withdrawing from the 'modern' world in order to once again live as he and his ancestors first had. And now he was back and he needed to know what had changed.<br><br>He quickly sifted his way through the man's soul, learning all his secrets and all he knew mentally sorting it as he'd taught himself to years ago. He learned of the man's wife and child, his car, even his mistress who was already waiting for him in a hotel near by. All these things Jacob discarded as useless ripping his way through the man's memories he learned of the new laws against those with 'super powers' he learned of the white man who had corrupted the government of the United States. The government he had fought to protect in almost every war it had faced! Within seconds he knew everything the man had known, everything from the public information on SPECTER to what exactly was the best method for sizing a man's fitted suit. Without rising from his crouched position Jacob quickly stored his bow and tomahawk in a duffel bag he had taken from Paul's store at the same time he'd decided that the casual suit and rain coat were the clothes he wanted to wear.&nbsp; "Well??? Don't just sit there all silent like....what did you learn?" The Gunslinger asked impatiently. "You were right" Jacob said as he stood up and began to walk out of the alley "The federal government did become the death of freedom." Reaching the alley's exit he spotted a Denny's and started towards it. He hadn't had pancakes in quite some time....he would need to remedy that shortly!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Titans- The City of Seattle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 08:39:30</strong>
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				Joe had lowered into the driver’s seat when he paused upon hearing a scream from somewhere nearby. Brian had pulled out of his parking spot and was lingering in the lot, waiting for Joe to follow. When he saw the cop rise out of his car and stare off into the night as though a shadow had looked at him funny, Brian tossed his head back, rolled his eyes, and breathed a long sigh. “Jesus Christ, trouble already?” he thought aloud.<br><br>Resting his right hand on his gun, Joe popped its buckle and drew it from its holster as he started for the alley next to the restaurant. What was with the alleys now days? This would have been his second incident within a 24hrs period. Joe defensively pressed his back against the wall of Denny’s as he tried to listen and estimate how many guys were in the alley and if anyone was hurt. The scuffle had grown quiet, and fearing for the worst, Joe pivoted around the corner with his gun aimed at the first person he saw. Instead of shouting an interjection, his eyes lowered to the men that were curled up like sick dogs at the feet of a lone woman.<br><br>Brian’s heavy footsteps came trudging up behind him as he glanced to the men and exclaimed, “Holy shit!” He then looked at the mysterious woman. “You beat all these thugs by yourself?”<br><br>Joe lowered his gun as his brows pinched together with suspicion. “Of course, she did,” he answered. “Let’s cuff these guys and put them in the back.” As Brian removed two hand cuffs from the compartment on the back of his belt, he stooped down and began cuffing two of the gangsters. Joe removed his handcuffs and stooped before the last man and cuffed him. “You must be a good fighter taking on three, grown, men alone. I suppose you won’t mind coming with me back to the station for some mild questioning? I didn’t exactly see the incident, so I can’t say if these men were in the wrong and you were innocent, or if you were just looking to cause trouble. If you’re clean, then we’ll just let you go.”
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				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 09:50:49</strong>
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				Naturally, the cops get there several seconds too late to see the hands groping all over her body.&nbsp; She's adjusting herself as Joe comes around the corner, then raises a brow at him and his partner.&nbsp; She steps back allowing them to arrest the guy on the ground. "It's not like it was <i>easy</i>." She shoots back at Brian when he asks.&nbsp; It was kind of easy, though that last guy had gotten some serious gropes in.&nbsp; She does point to the skin just above her breast where the third man had grabbed along her flesh.&nbsp; Maybe a point both cops were trying not to look because well...they're officers and shouldn't be looking at her cleavage.<br><br>"Grabbed my ass.&nbsp; I mean, I could have waited for you to show up, but then I might be naked and raped." She looks at them both kind of bluntly.&nbsp; "Um, yeah, I'm not sticking around to get charged with something because three punks tried to rape me.&nbsp; Thanks, but no thanks." She shakes her head.&nbsp; "You want to ask your questions though, you do it here.&nbsp; I'm not going down the station, so I'm hoping you have your pen and paper ready." She crosses her arms under her breasts, lifting them slightly even pushing them together giving a little more for both men to look at.&nbsp; Not that it's her intention, she's just not going to the station.<br><br>For one they'd take her gun away from her.&nbsp; And for two they'd probably prick her with a needle to see if she's a super.&nbsp; Once they find that she is, they'd have to report it to SPECTRE.&nbsp; Doesn't even matter if she was acting in self defense or not, they'd scoop her up and she'd never be seen again.&nbsp; There is <i>no way</i> she's going down to the station with him.&nbsp; Even i that means she's about to high tail it in <i>heels</i> away from a couple of cops.&nbsp; For now, though, she's going to try and talk her way out of it...
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				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 10:14:03</strong>
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				Brian looked at the marks the young woman had flaunted, and then bowed his head as he brought his fist to his mouth and coughed into it. It had been a brief gesture before he brought his eyes to Joe and pleaded, "Come on Joe. Let's let the girl walk. She's been through enough."<br><br>Hefting one of the thugs to his feet, Joe hardly looked convinced as he arched his lips and uttered, "Psh, yeah right. Her virgin tears are breaking my heart." Shaking his head, he turned his back on the woman and started back to his police car. "If I catch you in this same situation again, I'm taking you in for questioning."<br><br>Brian hauled the last two thugs up and flashed the woman a sheepish smile. "Forgive my partner. We're working the graveyard tonight." He then turned and shoved the criminals along to his vehicle in the parking lot.<br><br>Once in the parking lot, Joe rested his hand a top the thug's head and looked across the lot to Brian as he was shoving his catch into the back. "Don't go soft over a pair of jugs. I guess you forgot that there exist Supers hotter than your wife."<br><br>Brian whirled around to glare at Joe. "What-what? What are you talking about? Why are you telling me this shit? There ain't no woman hotter than my wife!"<br><br>Joe grinned in amusement at Brian's start as he finally settled into his vehicle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Titans- The City of Seattle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 22:08:54</strong>
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				Jacob saw the police vehicle in the parking lot of the Denny's as he continued to walk towards the Denny's. As he passed through the alley his eyes caught on the woman standing there. She was wearing a very flattering outfit and his eyes ran up and down her body appreciatively.....pancakes weren't the only thing he hadn't had in a while!! Even as he appreciated her form he realized there was something off about her. Even he knew you didn't walk into the alleyway of a city this late dressed like that unless you were looking for trouble. As he got within comfortable talking distance he decided he'd see if he was right "have you found it yet?" he asked her. His eyes moving back up her body to her face "....the trouble I mean.....you're obviously looking for some. Have you found it?"<br><br>"You know she's bad business" &nbsp;The Gunslinger told him, Jacob had learned long ago that while he could see and hear his spirit warriors when they were not summoned to fight alongside him others could not. It had taken quite a bit of work to train himself not to react openly to them when others were around...it didn't do to have people thinking you were insane. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Titans- The City of Seattle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 01:36:00</strong>
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				"Why don't you just call me when you're off duty and we'll set up a little spar.&nbsp; I'll show you exactly how I can beat the ass of someone twice as big as me." She snaps back. "Cause that's your version of questioning isn't it?&nbsp; I'm not stupid, I know the streets can be rough.&nbsp; I've been training with Master Dave for <i>years</i>." Not that he'd know the mixed-martial arts instructor.&nbsp; Teaches street-fighting to the locals so that they can fend off an attack if they ever need to.&nbsp; Granted Taylor has taken it a step further with luring people out, but well, that's none of his business.&nbsp; <br><br>She settles her hands on her hips as they haul the three rather injured men off and into parking lot.&nbsp; She takes a few steps forward to peek around the corner then nearly jumps out of her skin when she hears a voice.&nbsp; When she lands on her heels her butt gives a good bounce for the guy behind her to look at.&nbsp; She spins on those heels, smirks a little bit, and wonders if he's looking for a little bit of trouble.&nbsp; She could give it to him, not exactly in the way he's probably thinking.&nbsp; Most guys in alleys that say she's looking for trouble, often mean is she looking to get raped.&nbsp; She's more thinking about bashing their heads in.&nbsp; Trouble both ways, just not the <i>same</i> trouble.<br><br>"I don't know what you're talking about, man.&nbsp; I'm just trying to find the quickest way to my hotel." With a .45 in her purse.&nbsp; Ahem.&nbsp; "What about you?&nbsp; Sneaking up on girls in alleys? You looking for some trouble?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Titans- The City of Seattle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 03:08:07</strong>
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				Jacob's eyes helped themselves to a view of her ass's movements before she turns to face him. Jacob shrugs "it all depends on what you'd call trouble" he says..."This is my first time back in a city for a while now but I don't think that things have changed enough for a woman with half a brain to walk around in a dark alley dressed like you are. Unless she's either bait, or trying to find trouble. And since I don't see anyone around" As he said this he spread his arms out slightly and panned them side to side in a gesture that said 'there's no one else here' "I'm assuming you were looking for a bit of trouble... Now if you haven't found it, I might be able to help you. And I could do with a little excitement myself." As he stepped forward "You'll have to forgive me I've forgotten my manners. My name is Jacob Whitecloud and you are?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Titans- The City of Seattle</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 04:30:16</strong>
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				She hikes a brow up as he addresses her in such a way.&nbsp; He'd had her pegged pretty well, some guys would be distracted by her legs so tightly clad in leather or her shoulders or even her breasts wrapped up tight in her tank top.&nbsp; A slow smirk forms across her lips as she takes him in.&nbsp; The tiny brunette shifting her purse over her shoulders so that she can get at her gun pretty easily.&nbsp; But this guy?&nbsp; She'd like to fight him hand-to-hand.&nbsp; Especially with those cops so damn close and loading the other men into the car.&nbsp; She takes a step forward as well as her arms cross about her chest, lifting her breasts slightly.&nbsp; And as she takes her steps she moves her curvy hips in a very purposeful swing.<br><br>She can feel the tickle in her groin as she takes the step.&nbsp; The adrenaline spikes in her mind followed by the intense pleasure of possibly facing down someone that's <i>challenging</i>.&nbsp; She tilts her head to look up at him when she gets a little closer.&nbsp; "Two people looking for trouble in a dark alley?&nbsp; Mother of all coincedences." She lets a grin slide over her lips.&nbsp; "You can call me Taylor.&nbsp; You want opening move?" She asks, stopping and settling her weight onto her left leg, leaving her legs slightly spread and hips popped to the left.
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