Who needs SIN when you got a gun?
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				Title: <strong>Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>24-11-2008, 22:04:14</strong>
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				Barrage sat in the bar in the Haven, a local discrete meeting place, most of the patrons sat in booths and talked, their talk hidden behind white noise generators so noone could listen in on them. The large man frowned abit and noted the time which his lenses showed in his Head Up Display. -20:14 July 13 2070- blinked in the upper corner. 'Damn Lucky is always late' he thought to himself. Lucky knew that he hated when people are late... which is most likely the reason for Lucky <em>always</em> being late. Lucky was Barrage Fixer in Seattle, which he had met around the time he left his old Merc unit the Silver Wings. <br><br>He flipped through the place Matrix menu and ordered himself a real brew Beer, he couldnt stand the taste of Soybeer since he had his tour in Germany. It was expensive but worth it even if he was short on Nuyen, that problem <em>should</em> be fixed when Lucky gets here, he had promised Barrage a Run though he would need support to come through Barrage had managed to secure a smaller arsenal... as he had to leave his toys in Germany since Saeder-Krupp was on his tail, luckly he managed to dive under their radar and bail to where his name wasnt as hot as in Berlin.<br><br>[Match found] Suddenly blinked in the upper left corner of his HUD, Lucky had arrived. Barrage got up and tried to give his best grumpy frown he could muster as the white haired dwarf in a snappy suit came walking towards him. The stocky man barely reached Barrage to the waist. Barrage couldnt hold the grin back as he leaned down and gave the dwarf a tight hug, Lucky grunted "Long time no see, wooo watch it, I might be big boned but dont crush me bub" <br>Barrage just smiled "You said you had a job for me and a team".&nbsp; Lucky nodded to him "Yeah parts of it should be dropping by soon, I have reserved a booth for us" then he got up and took Barrage to booth number 69, where they waited and talked about the old times.
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				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>24-11-2008, 22:35:18</strong>
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				Anxious.&nbsp; Always anxious when she was trying out a new SIN.&nbsp; Messing with the Matrix was a tricky thing, but it was more tricky to be caught without any sort of identification.&nbsp; She was human.&nbsp; An odd thing in the stark underbelly, where most were either sub-humans or worse.&nbsp; Yet she seemed to fit right in, her eyes constantly searching every shadow she passed, as if expecting something to jump out at her.&nbsp; Lenses sitting low on her nose, off for the moment, though the mere thought would have the usual interface jumping into her vision..<br><br>She was dressed rather starkly.&nbsp; A snug black corset molding that slender physique into something almost eye-catching, detracting attention from her less obvious assets.&nbsp; Her pistols carefully hidden under the heavy leather coat she wore, her boots clipping along the ground as she would switch her interface on.&nbsp; Biting her lip almost roughly as she would access her fake SIN, finding no issues with it, though she felt that tingle as she connected, wirelessly, to the matrix menu.&nbsp; <br><br>“Jumpy as a rigger who has to step three foot from his damn vehicle..”&nbsp; Growled to herself under her breath as she would stomp through the room, wetting her blackened lips as she would look around the building.&nbsp; Booth number 69..&nbsp; It took her the barest moment to locate it.&nbsp; Discretion was the better part of valor, and likely the only thing that had kept her ass alive over the years.&nbsp; So rather than introducing herself with a bang, Wraith would simply appear beside Lucky.&nbsp; One hand crossed over her abdomen, her finger softly caressing the butt of her pistol, rather enjoying the feel of it, especially when she was waiting to meet new people.&nbsp; <br><br>Wraith had never met Lucky, save through a few meetings over the Matrix.&nbsp; But she instantly recognized the dwarf.. Especially when it was between him and the hulking man who also occupied the booth.&nbsp; “Welcome Miss Moi-”<br><br>“Wraith..”&nbsp; Her voice was low, correcting him before he had even managed to get her first name out.&nbsp; She had no idea how he had found it in the first place, but with a man.. dwarf.. like Lucky, you couldn't put anything past them.&nbsp; “Call me Wraith..”&nbsp; Sliding into the seat next to Barrage, she sat back, giving her plenty of room to move, if need be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>24-11-2008, 23:12:35</strong>
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				"Barrage" the larger man offered along with a hand to shake. He had his long brown hair in a ponytail to the middle of his back, dark brown eyes watching her with slight distrust, being ready for anything. His armored jacket and the buldge under it, clearly stated that he was packing, then again who wasnt packing in this part of Seattle? Barrens was not the most pleasant part of town, it wasnt as bad as Redmond but it you still needed protection, good thing was that Lone Star didnt come around here, those rent-a-cops didnt have the guts to come to these parts of town. <br><br>"Wraith this is Barrage, Barrage this is Wraith, you two will be working with a ArmoRed and Legion who will be your backup for the run. Legion you will meet once you set off tomorrow evening, ArmoRed you wont be meeting, apart from her Matrix presence, she is already watching I assume"&nbsp; A small message popped up on everybodies HUD, [ArmoRed: You bet Lucky, Im all eyes and ears, specially when we are talking about alot of Nuyen for what your Johnsson says should be an easy thing!]<br><br>Lucky just smiled and nodded "Back to buisness you will each get a thousand Nuyen for a BnE at a research facility on the verge of Barrens, its heavly guarded but we have the plans for it, not to mention the maglock keycodes"<br><br>Barrage nodded "Do the specs also contain other security messures? Do we have a number on the human resources guarding the place? Video surveilence?" he asked with a buisnesslike tone of voice, showing his professionalism. The large man was well trained so most likely he was a backup Street Samurai to assist her with the actual job, with the Hacker and Legion most likely being a Rigger as support if shit hits the fan.<br>"Dont worry Barrage, have a look yourself" Lucky said and waved a hand to reassure him [-Filetransfer initiated-Accept-File transfer completed- Time to download 3ns-] came up as Lucky sent the data to their Comlinks. It contained a threedimensional layout of the compound, security protocols and guard patterns, along with the positioning of surveilence.<br><br>"Looks good" Barrage finally said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>24-11-2008, 23:36:14</strong>
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				Meeting another Runner for the first time was a bit like being asked to your first dance.&nbsp; No one really knew where to put their hands, so you kinda ended up moving awkwardly hands stiffly where they would cause the least fuss.&nbsp; Course, when one dealt in cybernetics.. Likely even a bare hand was suspect.&nbsp; That wry smile as Wraith would press her smaller hand into Barrages large paw.&nbsp; <br><br>It seemed strange to only be meeting half the crew.&nbsp; Of course, Hackers were solitary creatures by nature, at least in person.&nbsp; When her text started spinning across the screen had a rather bubbly feel to it.&nbsp; Though that was normal too.&nbsp; One could be anyone they wanted to be, when they were anonymous.. Couldn't get more anonymous than a fake name and some meaningless text.&nbsp; “Nice ta meetcha Red.”&nbsp; Spoken softly, knowing the Hack would likely be able to hear every word said.&nbsp; <br><br>She fell silent, getting all the same readings that were being fed to everyone else.&nbsp; Her eyes scanning them as a matter of course.&nbsp; Compound layout.. security protocols.. even the damn guard patterns.. Mapped down to the tiniest detail.&nbsp; “It does look good..”&nbsp; She would say quietly, adding to Barrage's estimation.&nbsp; Her cybernetic eyes would scan over the layout once more.. Suspiciously.&nbsp; It might seem odd to the others, the glasses, but she had simply never gotten used to having such things appear inside her head.. Looking -at- it seemed to lend it a certain.. something.. it was comforting.&nbsp; Of course, if she chose, or if her glasses were lost, it was.. Possible..<br><br>“Thousand Nuyen seems a bit steep for such a cushy job..&nbsp; I've found that usually if something looks too good to be true.. It's because it is..”&nbsp; Her gut told her to pass the job on.&nbsp; Yet she went through Fake SIN's like most people went through Toilet Paper..&nbsp; And she was running low on funds.. Her teeth clenching as she would lean back.<br><br>“But I'm in..”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>24-11-2008, 23:54:13</strong>
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				Barrage nodded the girl was clever, that was always good.&nbsp; "I agree with Wraith, but I need the money. So this prototype we are after is contained in lab 10, in a container, inside of a armored suitcase" he nodded to himself as he repeated some of the data. "Prepare for the worst and hope for the best I always say" he said and grinned abit. "Well if we are done here" <br><br>[-You have a new contact-] Flicked up on Wraith HUD, Jason Normal was the name of the user who had sent his information, a picture that looked somewhat like Barrage was in the profile as well, he definatly had a good forger for his SIN as it looked rather real, the pic adding that level of authentesy without giving his look completely away.<br><br>"Send us the details on the pick up and when we start up, and please, have the Rigger pick us up early, I want to meet him somewhat before the run" he said as he made a motion to get up "It was a pleasure meeting you Wraith, and I will see you tomorrow evening." Once he got room to get out he put his hands into his pockets and headed out of the Haven, leaving Wraith with her new Fixer friend.
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				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 00:29:18</strong>
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				Wraith scanned the new contact for a moment, searching it for the tell-tale signs of a forgery.&nbsp; It was good.&nbsp; A grudging sort of admittance, the female runner sending her current fake back to him.&nbsp; The name on the contact was Moira Vale.&nbsp; There was a photo attached as well, though she seemed to be turning away from the camera when it was taken, that slight blurring to the photo, making it hard to tell her exact features.<br><br>That wry smile as she would shift, letting him out of the booth, standing for a moment.&nbsp; The size difference was apparent immediately.&nbsp; The girl easily falling short of five six.&nbsp; Her dark gaze following him as he would move towards the exit. Looking for all the world like a man with out a Johnson with his hand in his pocket..&nbsp; She would clear her throat, turning her gaze back to Lucky.&nbsp; “This better be worth it.. if I find out you knew something you didn't disclose.. Well..”&nbsp; She couldn't even think of anything bad enough to do to the dwarf.. nothing that he wouldn't likely end up liking.&nbsp; Dwarves could be odd like that.&nbsp; <br><br>Turning on her heel she would move through the building, waving away the girl who tried to interest her in some of the new features on the interactive menu.&nbsp; She barely had a nuyen to spare as it was.. And if this didn't work out.. Well she might be forced to sell her less tangible abilities to some private buyers..&nbsp; A special purgatory that.. If she believed in such things.. <br><br>Disappearing into the flowing crowd of low life scum, knowing Lucky had her contacts..&nbsp; <br><br>She rarely looked on the bright side, but she couldn't help but hope that this time it worked out.. It might be nice to be part of a team.. and a thousand nuyen.. well that was enough to make a girl wet all on its own..
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				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 00:46:32</strong>
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				Midday the day after the message came, with a the Matrix Icon of Lucky, which was a three dimensional picture of himself informing the group of when they should meet up and where. "Outside of Haven at 19:00 you will have about an hour to get to the compound and get to know eachother, not to mention do some surveilence before you go inside." <br><br>18:50 Barrage stood outside of Haven with a large hockeytrunk over his shoulder, most likely containing the many toys he intended to use for the run. He didnt seem to have much problems carrying the large thing. He looked around and waited for Legion to come by. He smiled as Wraith came along and nodded to her "Well glad to see you are still aboard Wraith, dont worry I got your back covered." he offered.<br><br>A few minutes the Bulldog Van pulled into the parking lot, the door opening, the toned windows didnt show the driver but as they got in they could see the lifeless human strapped into the frontseat, and the tell tale sign of the car lacking a steering wheel spoke that he indeed was a Rigger. 
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				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 01:04:03</strong>
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				She swore to herself, that alarm going off inside her head, scrambling for her glasses, pulling them off the cheap, nicked dresser that sat beside the cot that someone likely called a bed.&nbsp; Putting them on she would turn on the transmission.&nbsp; 'Lucky' appearing in her glasses.&nbsp; Looking much like some sort of Dwarf pimp.&nbsp; <br><br>“Corporate sludge!.. Im going to be late!” <br><br>Her hair still a mess, flying out behind her in wild disarray even as she tried to tame it into the two pigtails that would fall over each shoulder.&nbsp; Her eyes barely focused on the area around her as she would access the Matrix.&nbsp; Finding a map of the area within moments, and pinpointing the exact address.&nbsp; Careful to use an untraceable SIN, one unconnected to any of her less savory activities.&nbsp; She nearly bumped into Barrage, the man built like a brick wall.&nbsp; Dark eyes peering up at him through the fall of her bangs, her shoulders shifting to settle her jacket more comfortably over her shoulders. “Maybe I'll be the one pulling your fat out of the fire..”&nbsp; She shot back with a wry smile, trying desperately to look like she had it together.&nbsp; <br><br>Climbing into the rig behind him she would blink, wetting her lips.&nbsp; The rigger could have been her opposite in nearly every way.. Where she had gone with enhancements that left her.. more or less human.. He had not seemed to see the need in such.. moderation..&nbsp; He might as well have -been- the damn vehicle.<br><br>“Legion, right?”&nbsp; Her brow raising, unsure he even realized there were other sentient beings about, or cared, unless they had the newest specs on what was coming off the line in horsepower..&nbsp; The little human sliding to the corner of the backseat, kicking her feet up to get comfortable.&nbsp; Her guns peeking out from her sides as her coat would fall open.&nbsp; Once more dressed in dark colors, dark brow pants, a black corset, and a choker hiding the slender line of her neck.&nbsp; Her glasses clear in the darkened interior of the vehicle, though they had been dark when she had ran up to him outside..
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				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 01:15:18</strong>
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				-Right- a voice came out of the speakers of the car, Barrage placed himself in another seat and opened up his bag, an Ares Alpha Assult Rifle with underslung grenade launcher seemed to be his weapon of choice, he checked the safety then placed it next to the bag, the Ares Predator VI heavy pistol slid into a holster inside of the armor jacket and a knife was put into a sheet in his boot. <br><br>"We arent expecting any heavy resistance so Im leaving my White Knight in here, that ok Legion?" Wraith knew the Ingram White Knight, it was a Light Machinegun, a rather versitile weapon, but rather big and bulky, though not as heavy as most Machineguns on the market. He also grabbed a few grenades, flashbangs and defensive HEs with a smaller blast radius.<br><br>"You need something?" he asked Wraith with a smile "I got some spare if you need" It seemed that Barrage was carrying an Arsenal of weapons, perhaps he was a weapons fetishist, or he liked shooting alot. There were many psychos on in the shadows doing runs for merely fun. <br><br>They pulled onto a parkinglot a block away from the compound as ArmoRed suddenly appeared on the holo display in the back of the car. Her icon was an Anime girl in Red armor and luscious curves. "Alright everything looks like the stuff says, but I will be watching, and crack the system if we need to. Gonna Spoof the cameras before you go in to loop, so give me a notice before ok?"<br><br>Barrage got out of the car, rifle over his shoulder, in this part of the Barrens there wouldnt be much people, and if there were, the rifle itself would be enough warning for them to dissapear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 01:34:10</strong>
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				It made her smile.&nbsp; That crooked little grin that pulled pale lips, a dimple appearing in one cheek.&nbsp; “I think I'm covered..”&nbsp; She preferred non-flashy weapons, or at least, easily hidden.&nbsp; She would pull one side of her coat open more.. Over top of her corset was a leather belt, hanging from her shoulder to her hip, inside it were several flash grenades, and lower, actual grenades, big ones, for when you absolutely, positively -have- to kill every motherfucker in the room.&nbsp; <br><br>His guns might make her little pistol's green with envy, but she didn't exactly have the kind of strength or penis envy for such an arsenal.&nbsp; She would step out of the rig behind him, carefully adjusting her belts into place, her eyes narrowing slightly, those clear glasses darkening slightly as they adjusted to the change in lighting.&nbsp; “Jeez Red, but you're a hottie..”&nbsp; That wry smirk as she would eye the little avatar, course, they were never as sweet in person..<br><br>Wetting her lips she would step up next to Barrage, slender hands curling over her waist, seeming to be hugging herself, though her palms caressed the butt of each of her guns carefully.&nbsp; Once more accessing the site maps that had been downloaded just the day before.<br><br>“Get rich or die trying, eh, Barrage?” That smirk as she would wink at him, stepping forward.&nbsp; Likely she would let him take the lead for most of it, knowing that the larger target usually drew fire first.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 01:57:07</strong>
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				"Im here to get rich, not die or to try" he said and winked at her and took point heading over to the compound. "Alright, here is the plan, we get up to the wall, sneak by the guards through the front gate and into the compound, take the same way out, nice and easy, otherwise we go to plan B"<br><br>He pressed his throat "Can you hear me good?" checking his throat microphone. "Remember, laser transfer only, we dont want them to spot any radio from us, radio only in emergency or if we get split up and shit hits the fan" he moved over in the shadows to the wall of the compound checking around and then motioning her to follow, moving up to the corner which hid them from the entrance. "Alright, are you ready? Remember... stay very quiet, he laid a hand on her arm and smiled then started to move towards the entrance, along the wall, two guards stood checking the maingate. Barrage moved his large form half a meter away from the closest guard and slipped by, without being noticed... she had never seen anything like it before... specially not someone his size. "Your turn" came over the laser transmitted comcall.
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				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 02:11:59</strong>
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				Just who did he think he was talking to?&nbsp; She felt the urge to drag him back and have it out right there, but this was neither the time.. nor the place.. Her teeth biting softly into her lip as she would trot after him, slowly dragging one of her pistol's free, holding it low, with both hands for the moment.&nbsp; Instead she merely tilted her head, to show that she could hear him, dark bangs falling over her eyes, running in loping scrawl, keeping low to the ground, which was pathetically easy next to her larger-than-life partner.&nbsp; <br><br>Her slender form pressing against the wall, following him until the point where he turned towards her, that narrowing of eyes behind darkened glasses, her head shifting, motioning for him to show her what he had..&nbsp; <br><br>And damned if he didn't rise to the occasion.. She had never.. NEVER.. seen a man that large move so.. gracefully..&nbsp; It was inhuman!&nbsp; Wither cybernetic modifications, she likely could have sauntered right by the damn guards and they would have never heard a peep, even in thigh high boots, with heels! Just to prove her wrong, one guard would glance casually in her direction, the human pressing herself back slightly, nearly holding her breath, though a moment later he was looking the other way.<br><br>Like a flash she was through the check post, on the other side of the main gate, her slender form pressed up against her partner, needing to catch her breath for a moment.&nbsp; “Lets hope we haven't used up all our Luck already..”&nbsp; Course, more often than not she made her own..<br><br>Accessing the internal maps of the corp, she would watch as the path was mapped out before her, the 3-D image nearly overlaying the path before her.&nbsp; The little human taking point, moving slowly down the hallway, keeping her ears open in case something wasn't going to plan, though so far none of their intel had been mistaken..
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				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 21:07:36</strong>
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				Barrage smirked at her and winked "Well it does help that noone can really see us unless they have sonar or magical senses really" he told her with a grin, pulling his Ares from his shoulder turning the safety off as he moved over to the door. "Lets hope the key works" he swiped the maglock card and pressed the keycode and the door slid open.<br><br>He moved inside fully on alert, ready for anything, advancing slowly down the corridor. Making a motion with his hand for her to stop and cover against the wall. "I still have the Invisibility spell in my Sustaining focus, but i dont know if they have any mages on duty, so stay sharp" it seemed to her suprise that Barrage wasnt a Street Sam, but a mage... and an odd one at that.<br><br>The guards walked past them without noticing them only passing them a few feet away as they pressed against the flat corridor wall. They got to the labratory without much problems, the keycode working without a hitch. Inside though a scientist stood with wide as the door seemingly opened by itself and then close, slamming the big red panic button next to him. <br>"Fraggin hell" he cursed and put to rounds into the scientist legs which crumpled onto the floor screaming in pain, he grabbed the suit case and threw it to Wraith "Hang on to it, I need both hands, and we arent invisible anymore, I need the Focus for my reflexes" he stuck his head outside of the door to check the coast, ducking in as bullets flew by him. "We are trapped". he stated calmly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 23:57:57</strong>
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				A mage.&nbsp; She should have known.&nbsp; It would have been stupid for Lucky to put two sams together on a job.&nbsp; Usually they tried to vary the skills a bit, get something a bit more well rounded.&nbsp; Her shoulders loosening as she realized that his particular spell must have been the reason that the guard had seemed to look right through her.&nbsp; <br><br>“Never met a mage with such a.. healthy.. interest in big guns before..”&nbsp; Overcompensate much?&nbsp; Yet she was grinning, keeping the thought to herself a she would press herself against the wall, slowly swinging her single, puny, pistol in one direction and then the other, keeping him covered as he would use the keycard on the door.&nbsp; She was in behind him in a moment, hitting the button that would send the door shut again, only to hear that gun go off right behind her.&nbsp; “Shit!”&nbsp; This wasn't good, this wasn't even okay..&nbsp; Even before he peeked out the door she knew that every idiot in the place would be swarming them before too long.<br><br>She would hold the case in one hand, moving towards the scientist, a single hard slam of the butt of her gun into the back of his head would quiet the screaming, the man passing out from trauma.<br><br>“Now I can think..”&nbsp; Frowning as she would access the maps once more.&nbsp; “I don't see any other way out of this hellhole but that door..&nbsp; Looks like we got a firefight on our hands..”&nbsp; That wicked little smile as she would take one of the larger grenades from her belt, tossing it lightly.&nbsp; “I could.. give us a little headstart..&nbsp; Once the smoke clears..”
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				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>26-11-2008, 00:20:03</strong>
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				He smirked and nodded "Its an old habit of mine, from when I was a Merc. Im Heavy Support... and only using magic is stupid, using both now thats efficient... they never expect the mage to be carrying the biggest guns of the squad." He nodded again at her grenade. <br><br>"Alright I will take point". He waited for her to throw the grenade outside, hearing the screams of suprise and the explosion he ran out through the door firing blindly into the smoke that was covering the corridor towards the exit, making sure Wraith was close on his tail. <br>They ran past a crossing of corridors, and Barrage turned to say something to her, eyes widening for a second then he reacted grabbing her as he launched a grenade from his under slung grenadelauncher into the cross they just passed.&nbsp; The guards who had gotten behind them opened fire at the same time, luckly for Wraith though, the large mage had gotten inbetween them. Taking a bullet in the back before the grenade exploded fling both of them forward, him landing stradled ontop of her. <br><br>"You ok?" he asked
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				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>26-11-2008, 01:07:40</strong>
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				Ah she loved this part.&nbsp; A wicked smile on her lips as she would grasp that pin in her teeth, her free hand still holding her pistol.&nbsp; Depressing the handle she would pull the pin free, throwing the whole thing down the hall at the cluster of guards before ducking back into the room with Barrage.&nbsp; The &gt;BOOM&lt; nearly rocked the entire building.&nbsp; Barrage out the door first, Wraith hot on his tail, pulling her extra pistol out of its holster, holding one in each hand.&nbsp; Her glasses instantly darkening, and then turning a slight crimson color.<br><br>The smoke billowed through the hall, a chunk torn out of the smooth facade, the room across from them visible, strewn with rubble.&nbsp; “Niice..”&nbsp; Nearly purring as she would throw herself in after Barrage.&nbsp; Taking the backup role, covering him, those pistols firing in unison, taking out those that his larger gun missed.&nbsp; <br><br>Though she never even saw the danger until her smaller form was scooped up like a kitten, her protests suddenly silenced by the loud &gt;krakBOOM&lt; of his grenade going off.&nbsp; Panting, she felt dazed for a moment, blinking behind her glasses, which had gone clear once more.&nbsp; “Ah Jeez, you're heavy..”&nbsp; He had her legs pinned under him, his arms bracing to either side of her slender shoulders.. That slight tilt of her head, lifting her gun and firing at some point behind him.<br><br>“Shit.. did we kill everyone?”&nbsp; Smoke rose in her vision, her back arching, that case still tied to her belt, though now it was poking her rather viciously in the back.
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				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>26-11-2008, 22:23:27</strong>
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				Barrage eyes rolled back somewhat and his arm went wobbly for a second "One of them are alive but dying, more guards are ahead of us about three behind us, we got to hurry" he got up with a groan, his armor had taken most of the impact but it still hurt like a bitch to get shot.&nbsp; He helped her up and muttered to himself, the started to run again, opening up a channel to Legion and ArmoRed "Mess with their systems ArmoRed we need diversions, Legion stand ready for a hot extraction" <br><br>Automatic fire came down the corridor where two guards had taken a protected positioning, Barrage ducked behind a Soybar dispenser then growled out something in a language that Wraith didnt recognize a ball of flame flew down towards the corpguards who started to burn and scream in pain. Not a second after the spell had hit was Barrage again running down the corridor making sure Wraith kept up.<br><br>Just one last bend and they would be at least in the freedom of the compound grounds, Barrage tucked the muzzle of his Ares around the corner letting the gun cam show him what hid around it on the HUD of his contact lenses.&nbsp; [Suprise suprise] A cheerful voice that could belong to an anime character came in over the comlink, the guards doubled over holding their ears [Oooops... sorry, didnt mean to send on that high and painful frequency... I guess I must have overloaded their comlinks radio] a girlish giggle filled their ears as Barrage rushed towards the guards hitting one with the but of his rifle and kicking a second one as he opened the door, checking the situation outside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>26-11-2008, 22:40:59</strong>
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				For a moment, she didn't think her legs were going to work, stumbling to her feet, adjusting the case so it was once more dangling against her side, rechecking the latch that connected it to her belts before she realized that Barrage had left her behind.&nbsp; Shooting behind them without so much as even looking, it only took the first syllable of Barrage's spell to have her diving down, the scent of burnt hair and skin filling the air around them.<br><br>“Hey, watch the fireworks..” Laughing, such a high, keeping behind the bigger man, feeling as if she had been caught in the current, simply letting him sweep her behind him.&nbsp; The muzzle of her guns flashing as she would take out the few guards that Barrage missed.&nbsp; Slipping one of her guns back into its holster, she would grab one of the upper grenades from its holder, resting against the wall behind barrage, keeping her gaze on the hall behind them.&nbsp; <br><br>“I've got something here for a little distraction..&nbsp; Might give us a headstart..”&nbsp; Most of them would likely be decked out in their own cybernetics. “Flashbombs..”&nbsp; That wink as she would glance out around him, yanking the cap free from the grenade and throwing it.&nbsp; The lenses of her glasses turning instantly a pitch black even before the bomb would go off.&nbsp; The little human leaping through the door a moment later.&nbsp; That reddish sheen to her eyes, taking out the few still standing, whether they were clutching at their eyes or not.<br><br>“Fuck, where is that damn Rigger..”&nbsp; Growled under her breath as she dashed towards the extraction point.&nbsp; Pulling up her maps even as she spoke, ready in case they had to make it on foot..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>26-11-2008, 23:10:33</strong>
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				Barrage laughed as he followed her "Dont worry he will be here. Damn I should have made you gone first.. the view back here is definatly better then those damn guards" he chuckled somewhat and winked at her, the mage obviously seemed to have abit of humor at least, he was right though, the Rigger did come.<br><br>Legion burst through the main gate, machinegun turret which had been hidden before now exposed and mowing down the guards, comming to a skidding stop with its slide door open right before the Runners feet, and pulling off at high speed before they where strapped into their seat, driving down narrow alley at breakneck speeds. Only to come to a sudden stop and enter traffic at a normal leassure pace. From what Wraith could see in the windows of the other cars they passed they where now driving in a brightly Yellow delivery van.. not the black van that stormed the compound. Legion seemed to have many tricks up his sleeve indeed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>26-11-2008, 23:36:35</strong>
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				It must have been like shooting fish in a barrel.&nbsp; Most of the guards still stumbling blindly as the van would burst through the gate.&nbsp; After that first burst of gunfire, over half of them were now lying on the ground twitching feebly.. Those that were still moving at all.&nbsp; <br><br>Wraith was already running, even before she would throw a wry grin at Barrage.&nbsp; “Psh, but you make a better shield than I do..”&nbsp; Winking over her shoulder she would grab the side door, feeling it tugging open even before she had a chance to wrench at it.&nbsp; She was inside, sprawled over the backseat before one could even draw a breath, her eyes sliding shut.&nbsp; “Damn, that was some nice shooting Legion!”&nbsp; Of course, his human-self did not seem to even move to greet her, big surprise there.&nbsp; She wondered, for a moment, if he ever even left his vehicles, but he must have, to have changed it so quickly.<br><br>Scooting over as Barrage quickly followed her in she would purr, lightly unlatching the case from her belt and tossing it back at him. “Lucky should be happy enough..”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>27-11-2008, 00:08:42</strong>
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				"He and us all Wraith, that Nuyen is gonna sit well on my account" he grinned at her and gave a wink <br>"You are good, I hope we can work together again sometime" nodding to her with respect, she could see his hands glowing, then he made a deep groan as something fell onto the floor with a metallic sound, she could see it was a deformed bullet, still blood on it. <br>"One made it through the jacket" he said, turning towards her and removing his jacket <br>"Can you check if it closed up properly?" showing her his back, there as a hole in the shirt and blood around it but the flesh beneath seemd unscratched. It seems like he had healed it up, nifty trick that usually is highly appriciated among fellow runners.<br><br>ArmoRed came up on the holodisplay again "Great work, Lucky is very happy and will meet up with us, Legion knows the location already" the location was transmitted to all comlinks, most likely to reassure that noone was playing with hidden cards. <br><br>"Easy Money" Barrage said with a broad grin
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>28-11-2008, 15:35:10</strong>
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				Her eyes widening behind her clear lenses, leaning forward to catch the sight of the bullet rolling back under the seat they shared, a little trail of crimson showing its path. “Holy -&nbsp; If I shoot you.. Can you do that again!?”&nbsp; That half grin, making it his guess whether she was joking or not.&nbsp; However she would slip closer, the leg that had been along the back of the seat, sliding behind him, so that he was between her thighs as she would lean forward.&nbsp; Her fingers sliding through the hole in his shirt, along the skin of his back, smearing the blood that surrounded the entry wound..&nbsp; The entry wound that didn't exist anymore.<br><br>“Looks like you are all good..&nbsp; Might need a new shirt though..”&nbsp; Lightly flicking the edge of his shirt with her fingers.&nbsp; 'I think all I got was..”&nbsp; Opening her jacket, carefully removing the belt that held her remaining grenades, she would edge up the shirt she had been wearing under it.&nbsp; A large bruise, just barely turning from red to violet, decorated her side and back, the edges slightly beveled in the same pattern as the case they had gone through all the trouble of stealing.&nbsp; Aside from that, her flesh appeared unmarked.&nbsp; <br><br>“Course, that's better than a bullet for those of us unable to mend their flesh..”&nbsp; That low laugh as she would lean forward, lifting herself up since he was so much taller, even sitting down, to press a kiss against his cheek.&nbsp; “Thanks again..”<br><br>Suddenly her eyes would refocus, watching Red for a moment.&nbsp; “Lets hope so..”&nbsp; scanning the information given to her she would lean back, idly caressing the edge of her gun..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>28-11-2008, 22:31:41</strong>
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				Lucky handled the exchange as Barrage vouched for him to the rest of the team. And they all got a thousand Nuyen plus on their wished for account. <br><br>"I think I can speak for all that we can without a doubt work together as a team again, so if you get any Johnsson looking for something we could handle just send them our way" Barrage told Lucky before they headed out and split out, going back to their "normal" lives.<br><br>Half a a week went by and no call came, Barrage staying low in his apartment in Barrens which he had gotten somewhat renovated to somewhat more acceptable living standards was getting impatient. He mentally chose Luckys buisness number and made the call go through.<br>"Hey Lucky. I need some work... I know that you dont have anything for us.. Im getting low on cash, I need something quickly, be it solo or what not. Im not gonna be much use to you if I drag around the streets." <br>Barrage smirked to himself as Lucky explained that he had gotten a job in a Wetjob abit higher profil work which he had thought for one of his more regular team... but if Barrage think he could manage he could have it.<br>"I can do Wetjobs in my sleep, where and when do I meet Johnsson?"<br><br>A time and place were set, Ms Johnsson a well dressed asian met and gave him the data, she wanted a wageslave in middle management from Novatech killed, problem was he was about to be extracted to Ares and there most likely would be another team involved.<br>"Im going to be needing a pointman for this, put in another half of the payment for risk pay and we have a deal, Ms Johnsson didnt blink at the raise merely nodded and transfered the first half of the payment. <br><br>After the meeting Barrage flipped up Wraith number and gave it a call: "Barrage here, want to make some money? I need a pointman and distraction for a Wetjob, you get 6000 Nuyen, but it will be risky. Another team will be involved to extract the mark from Novatech to Ares... and I need the money to much to split it four ways. Think you up to it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 00:28:06</strong>
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				A week had passed.&nbsp; And damned if she wasn't bored out of her mind.&nbsp; A cheap little hovel in the outskirts of nowhere.&nbsp; Most of her neighbors pretty quiet.. well.. when gunshots weren't echoing down her hallways.<br><br>It wasn't the swankiest place, but it -was- a place where the landlord didn't give two damns what SIN she used to pay.. so long as she did.. and on time.&nbsp; Idly playing with one of her favorite pistols, she would carefully pulling the cartridge out of her weapon, setting it down on the table, within three seconds most of the parts were laying beside it.&nbsp; The girl idly cleaning it for perhaps the third time.. that day.. <br><br>She was thinking of perhaps heading into the city to cause some trouble.. when the little display would light up on her glasses.&nbsp; [Incoming communication: Barrage – Accept?] Instantly his voice would fill her ears, her brows rising as she would begin putting that revolver back together as she listened.<br><br><em>"Barrage here, want to make some money? I need a pointman and distraction for a Wetjob, you get 6000 Nuyen, but it will be risky. Another team will be involved to extract the mark from Novatech to Ares... and I need the money to much to split it four ways. Think you up to it?" </em><br><br>The gun snapped back together so quickly one might have thought it was on springs, snapping the cartridge back into place she would smile. “How soon, big guy?”&nbsp; Strangely enough since their last 'job' she hadn't been able to get him out of her head.&nbsp; It was just a working relationship, right?&nbsp; A means to and end (nuyen), and yet, here she was more excited about the prospect of another job with the gun-toting mage, than about the money itself.<br><br>Bouncing out off of the rat-eaten couch she would move towards her closet, lifting up the faux boards and retrieving her case, that wry half smile as she would flip it open, revealing her other guns, as well as a fresh supply of grenades and other fun toys..<br><br>“Count me in..”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 00:52:08</strong>
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				Barrage smiled "As soon as possible"&nbsp; he was suprised on how glad he was that she accepted, she was a descent sam.. he new a handful of those which would do the job for alot less then 50% of the cut that he gave her, still he didnt do it. 'Its an Honor issue" he convinced himself "I will send you the data right away, I will meet up with you whereever you seem fit" [Data transfer]<br><br>Barrage waited for her to name a place to meet up to. A standard procedure to allow one to pick a semipublic place to meet up, a trust thing to allow both parties to feel somewhat more secure. He tucked his Ares Predator in its holster under his new armor jacket, he really didnt need weapons, but they helped alot, since magic drained&nbsp; his bodys energies.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 01:02:41</strong>
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				[Data Transfer]<br><br>Attaching her belts she would shift her hips, feeling them settle into place.&nbsp; Two revolvers into the holsters just under each arm, a knife hidden against her thigh.&nbsp; Although her lips would curl into a smile as she would attach that belt that slid over her chest, a few extra cartridges in it, but mostly just things that went bang. <br><br>Once the transfer was complete she would look through it, knowing he was likely waiting on her reply. “Same place we met for the first time..”&nbsp; Should be good enough.&nbsp; “I can be there in twenty minutes..”&nbsp; Sliding the now empty box back into its place, she would fit the boards back into place, moving towards the door and grabbing her jacket.&nbsp; The heavy leather covering her weaponry, though her bare legs were visible, knee high boots drawing attention by most predatory males, even as her narrowed eyes kept them from approaching.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 01:15:49</strong>
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				"I will be there abit before you, see you there"&nbsp; He closed the connection and headed downstairs after locking his place up, wards were up, guardian spirit kept the place free of intruders as well, nice and dandy. He got into the garage and got into his car, it was a normal compact, not very fancy, but good to fit in and to get lost in big traffic.<br><br>He walked into Haven and ordered a soundproof booth, the owner gave him the key to booth 101, but for now he ordered a real beer and waited for Wraith in the bar. Watching the crowd inside of the place. Runners, Mafioso, Black Market Dealers and Johnsons he figured by the look of most of them, all of them armed and ready to kill if someone decided to draw first. Now he just had to wait.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 01:29:21</strong>
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				Her hands stuffed into her pockets, that slight tick of her eyes behind darkened glasses.&nbsp; Hiding them from the casual glance.&nbsp; Every sort of&nbsp; lowlife, some more brazen about it than others, she could almost name them by their carriage.. <br><br>That wry smile as she would tilt her head towards a man who was very obviously a Johnson.&nbsp; Although whether he was looking for someone to hook him up with a crew, or perhaps one of the streetwalkers looking for a warm place to sleep.. and a few nuyen for their troubles.. hmm.. hard to tell.&nbsp; She kept on walking though, soon slipping through the doors of Haven.&nbsp; Course, Barrage was easy enough to spot.&nbsp; Like a tank pushed up against the bar.<br><br>Dark hair falling across her eyes, her glasses staying a dark rosy color despite the fact that she was inside now.&nbsp; He happened to be glancing towards the back of the bar, though he would likely see her coming through the mirrors that lined the place.&nbsp; Paranoid much?&nbsp; <br><br>“Hey Partner, looking for a good time?”&nbsp; Whispered in his ear before she would push up against the bar.&nbsp; “Fruit juice, on his tab..”&nbsp; Nodding her head towards Barrage before shifting, waiting for him to lead to the booth.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 01:49:45</strong>
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				Barrage chuckled "Always do" getting his beer and heading into the booth, this one was a sealed one with door and all hindering people from reading lips as well. He sat down in the booth leaning back somewhat, activating the holoprojector in the table loading up the files "Mark is Dr Hasimoto White, briliant computer engineer who Ares want, for some reason Ms Johnson wants him dead before that, probably cause she dont want his knowledge to fall into another company... or a more private reason.. I dont really care, and I dont have the cash to research it now... Anyway" He displayed the 3d pic of the building he worked in. <br><br>"This is the only exit of the building. He enters the building each day between 08.00 to 08.05 that means he considers himself important otherwise he would make sure he got there early.. unfortunatly he is using a PUV or Personal Utility Vehicle, it has bullet proofed glas so we cant snipe him and the glas is toned so I cant see him and fry his brains out... In that little glorified moped of his he is safe and sound... so we need him out of him... this is where I need you Wraith... <br>To be honest Im more then sure you could have done this run on your own, getting close to him and taking him out, but with another team closing in it would be suicide to go in without any backup.. and that back up will be me. Pretty much you lure him out of the protective dome of his PAV and either you me or both kill him then dissapear. Suggestions, Ideas, Opinions?"<br><br>He rose a brow looking her over, admiring her form, specially her boot clad legs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 02:03:07</strong>
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				She followed him towards the enclosed booth, her brow arching slightly, though she would slide in across from him, her booted heels braced against the seat to his left.&nbsp; Her lenses clearing, allowing her to see more clearly, studying the projection in front of her.&nbsp; Her eyes ticking over his features.<br><br>The dark-haired human leaning back as the projection would change to the building itself.&nbsp; That press of teeth into lips as she would meet Barrage's gaze, almost casually unbuttoning her jacket.&nbsp; Armed to the teeth, though it would seem that she barely carried anything, compared to his personal arsenal.<br><br>“Did they supply any other information.. Personal habits.. Or do we only know where he works?&nbsp; Perhaps some intel on his.. home?&nbsp; &nbsp;Does he have a family, or perhaps visit prostitutes?”&nbsp; Wetting her lips she would take a deep breath, noting his look.&nbsp; “Would be easier to hit him at a soft target rather than at his Corp.&nbsp; We might even be able to get him before the other team becomes an issue.&nbsp; Course.. I might have to throw a few Nuyen at something more.. provocative..&nbsp; Is he known for.. perhaps.. using a service for some.. entertainment at work?”&nbsp; It would be an easy in, though it would be hell getting backup in place..<br><br>The slight flush of her cheeks as she would notice the way his eyes would draw down, making her want to adjust the hem of her skirt, though she kept her hands on the table.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 02:38:32</strong>
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				"We know where he live, he has a family and he does visit an escort service daily after work, if we move fast, like two day... he should be heading there in three hours. We might make it. You in more provocative? Well put that on my bill" he chuckled somewhat, trying not to look back at her legs, but alas he did.&nbsp; "I mean... for the mission of course" looking up at her, studying her face, which didnt help him one bit, she was beautiful, well shaped and witty, he couldnt find one thing about her he didnt like. <br><br>"Got someplace to shop for it, or should I recommend something?" he asked finally, needing to concentrate on the run rather then to consider how deep her eyes are.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 02:51:11</strong>
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				Her cheeks were stained a light pink, though she would narrow her eyes at his words, trying to focus on the work at hand.&nbsp; “Right after work?&nbsp; I'm guessing we already know where he goes? That would be much easier..”&nbsp; Course if this only came on the line today, it might take the other side a day or two to get a proper team in place.&nbsp; Wetting her lips again, her gaze seeming very far away indeed.&nbsp; “If we can get in with his service, they might be able to provide something to his.. tastes..&nbsp; Might be easier than purchasing something.&nbsp; That can be your job.. Contacting the escort and making sure his regular is.. sick..&nbsp; Lets hope his tastes run towards short girls with dark hair and.. well..”&nbsp; Waving towards her rather modest bust, though he could tell that they were perky enough, and bare, under her shirt.<br><br>Biting her lip again.&nbsp; “I've never done anything quite like this..&nbsp; I don't think I would even know what to do without a gun in my hand..”&nbsp; Laughing softly she would try to change the mood.&nbsp; “Three hours..”&nbsp; Most of it could be set up via the Matrix, at least, if Barrage could make himself persuasive enough.&nbsp; “Lets do this..”<br><br>Already she felt nude, even just thinking of facing a Mark without her trusty revolver against her palm, and shit.. her grenades..&nbsp; Clearing her throat she would smile, trying to hide her minor discomfort.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 03:01:37</strong>
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				He smiled and nodded "Well he has to be a fool not to like what you got" he said as a matter of fact. <br>"We know where he goes, we also know to who and what hotel they go to, same room every second day, same time, same girl. We can easly get her replaced without contacting her service..."<br><br>He smiled "Well its rather new ground for me as well.. you dont have any backups, like spurs or a knife?" raising a brow at her, he was able to read her aura, but to learn exactly what she had in her body was impossible for mages.<br>"Id love to just buy someone from the service, problem is, if he suspect something, he isnt going to get out of his PAV... and then we going to need some explosives to get to him, and that is going to be hard without blowing us and the hotel skyhigh... thus we need him out of it.. I mean if you dont want to we can do something else" he reassured her<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 11:41:12</strong>
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				Wraith's glasses would change to opaque as he would talk, hiding the dark eyes behind darker lenses.&nbsp; Her lips forming a slight moue, as if considering.&nbsp; “No.&nbsp; I said I would do it.. And really.. What is the sense in splitting another person in a share.”&nbsp; Crinkling her nose as if it were distasteful.&nbsp; “So shall we just go with the bait and switch?&nbsp; He might be tipped off if he always uses the same girl, and she is not I.&nbsp; Course, we could still try to distract him with the possibility of his regular girl being sick.”&nbsp; <br><br>Lifting her hand she would tighten her fingers into a fist, spurs bursting out of her wrist and elbow, before slowly sliding back in place.&nbsp; “I carry a knife too, slender enough that I can hide it near anywhere, sharp enough that I could shave with it..”&nbsp; Winking at him as she would slide forward slightly.&nbsp; “Course, there is the issue of.. getting into character..&nbsp; I'm not sure I can pull off saucy call girl.&nbsp; As a backup.. You may want to wire his PAV to explode, should he get spooked..&nbsp; Never hurts to be sure.. It is a lot of Nuyen..”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 23:01:07</strong>
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				"Im not all that good with demolitions but Im sure Lucky could get us a slap on charge with a radio detonator ready wired and all. but that has to be plan C, its big and messy." he smirked at her as she showed her his spurs<br><br>"Well Im quite sure you can pull of saucy... actually I know you can" he winked at her "Dont worry, she is about your type, and we have to try luring him out, Im sure that she has to get sick sometimes. So a replacement wouldnt be an to big issue, it just has to look authentic at a glance. Once he is out we finnish the job and dissapear."<br><br>He couldnt help to look down at her legs again, though trying to make it look like he was checking something with his HUD. Odd eyemovement were usual these days due to them, but it was rather obvious that he wasnt using his HUD.. since his eyes lingered for a longer while.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 23:28:36</strong>
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				A low laugh, nearly husky, as he would comment on her 'abilities'.&nbsp; “Good, if she has a similar look, then the switch should be smooth as a Hax on a porn site..”&nbsp; She noted where his eyes lingered, her legs shifting, her heel still resting against his seat, though she would cross one leg over the other, her fingers toying with the hem of her skirt.&nbsp; <br><br>“Already setting up the switch?”&nbsp; Her voice deceptively mild.&nbsp; Of course she noticed he wasn't really looking at his HUD.. It was the eyes.&nbsp; Rather than being unfocused as one might expect while accessing something, they were.. well.. staring.&nbsp; Almost to prove her point she would lightly tug up on her skirt, showing leather strap that held that tiny, if lethal, blade.&nbsp; Folded.&nbsp; Really more of a razor than anything else, though that would help to keep her from cutting herself drawing it out.&nbsp; <br><br>The edge of black panties would peak out before she would arch her brow.&nbsp; Merely watching him for a moment. “Like what you see?”&nbsp; Did they even have time, but god it had been a long time, and if necessary, she didn't want some Mark to be her first after a drought..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 23:43:54</strong>
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				He chuckled abit almost seeming nervous "How can I not like what I see?" offering her a smile and a wink, trying to make it abit more playful then it sounded. "We know the hotel as I said, all we have to do is get into the hotel and into room 255 to get the call girl KOed and away from sight, then Dr White will be rolling in sometime later and you lure him out with your good looks and charms, then we whack him and all is done.. cant be simpler, no need for any middlemen or extra help just quick and painless" <br><br>He smirked at her, trying to change the topic, she looked so hot, high boots and skirt, the petite form. She was beautiful and she knew it, he was just a big oaf of an merc, well at least looking didnt hurt, or cost anything... and damn was she nice on a poor mans eyes.<br>Shaking his head Barrage gathered his wits. "Should we head out?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 00:37:06</strong>
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				Wetting her lips a little self-consciously, she would shift, lifting her leg and almost idly placing that heeled boot between his thighs.&nbsp; “I suppose we could.. Might be a good idea to get everything into place before the Mark has a chance to get suspicious..”&nbsp; Her head tilting.&nbsp; “Lets hope our competitors don't have the same idea..”&nbsp; Leaning forward, the movement seeming to cause that pointed toe to brush between his thighs, her eyes narrowing.&nbsp; “But if they do, just what sort of backup plan do we have in place?”<br><br>She hated not having all the cards, course, it was hard to assemble a full deck on any job.&nbsp; Being a runner was simply dangerous, that's just the way it was.&nbsp; “I suppose all we can do is stick with the plan and hope Lady Luck is on our side today..”&nbsp; Softly slipping forward, letting her heel hit the floor, even as her knees brushed his.&nbsp; “Might as well get going, unless.. you had something else in mind?”&nbsp; That slow arch of her brow as she would grasp her jacket, adjusting the belt that molded over the pert bustline.<br><br>Slender fingers lightly brushing against the door, hovering over the sensor that would have it swinging open to let them back into the roaring bustle of the joint.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 00:57:58</strong>
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				"We can merely hope we have better intel, our advantage is that they need him alive, we dont. So they either have to steal the entire PAV or try and get him out somehow as well.. but we just have to give it a shot.. hoping they need more time for the right info"<br><br>"Our backup plan would be watching his family, since theyd have to come along to ensure his loyalty to Ares... but lets hope it doesnt get to that, beside contract doesnt specify killing him before or after extraction, she just said to kill him"<br><br>He shivered as she put her heel between his thighs, watching her "I..." he hesitated, if she only knew what was on his mind, her spread on the table of the booth and him having his way with her, having her moan his name in pleasure, she would think of him as insane or a pervert, she was everything he ever wanted and most likely alot more. He wanted to tell her all about it..&nbsp; though she would probably laugh at him.. or worse break of the job... "nothing worth mentioning" he said after a short pause, his voice abit huskier. "We need to get you something fitting though" he added thoughtfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 02:59:10</strong>
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				Perhaps she had judged him wrong, that wry smile as she would lean forward, him still sitting, her standing at the door. “One would think, by the way you're eying me, that you mean to do the fitting yourself..”&nbsp; That husky little purr as slender fingers would curl under his chin, the fact that she was standing only giving her some slight advantage of height.&nbsp; Tilting his head upwards, soft lips brushing against his own, the barest touch, only barely leaving her taste on him, before her hand would press into that release, the door swinging open into the obnoxiously loud club.&nbsp; <br><br>“I was hoping our escort would be of an adaptable size, might help him buy into the illusion more if things were.. uniform..”&nbsp; Her fingers tucking into his shirt, tugging him gently towards the roar of the crowded joint.&nbsp; Her shoulders shifting as she would settle her coat more firmly around her shoulders.&nbsp; “Step one, to find his escort.. step two.. hope to god shes short.. step three.. profit.”&nbsp; That wink thrown over her shoulder as she would make her way towards the door, knowing he would be along in a moment, if he wasn't already on his way.<br><br>This was, perhaps, the perfect time for such a job.&nbsp; Already she could feel that buzz of arousal, her senses heightened.&nbsp; Her body responding to the innocuous way her belts rubbed against clothed skin.&nbsp; Even the weight of her guns was sexy.. Though that would bring a pang at the thought of having to remove them, for even a few moments.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 14:47:12</strong>
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				He shivered for a moment. Chuckling "Well what man wouldnt want to fit you into something sexy?" damnit she had noticed him eying her.. but didnt seem pissed or upset. That was always a plus, as long as she wasnt playing him.. it didnt matter, her lips against his had tasted wonderful, he couldnt get the thought out of his head and it took him a few seconds to follow.<br><br>"Well to much of this mission is currently relying alot on luck... I would prefer getting you something for backup just in case, Im sure the ladies dont always wear the same thing." she was right, he did want to do the fitting herself, or at least be there when she was trying the things out. "We do have some time before we have to be there, a short shopping trip and then off to profit" he winked at her and offereda smile.<br><br>What he wouldnt give to have his hands on her, the mere thought had him hard, but now he needed to focus, focus on the work at hand and not that lovly ass that she was waving infront of him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 15:23:46</strong>
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				Her glasses had turned semi transparent as they began to wind through the club.&nbsp; Considerably busier than when they had entered.&nbsp; “You do make a good point..”&nbsp; Biting her lip softly.&nbsp; “Even if she is short, the likelihood of her being the exact same measurements is.. slip..”&nbsp; Especially since cybernetics weren't the only enhancements in style, anymore.&nbsp; Stepping out of the building she would take a moment to breath, her brow arching as she would watch a few roughnecks slide into an alley across the way.&nbsp; <br><br>Of course, it was dangerous to people watch.. too closely..&nbsp; Instead she would turn on one booted heel, offering her arm to Barrage, conspicuously so that they could talk while walking wherever they needed to go.&nbsp; Though really, being on the arm of someone who resembled a human tank wasn't a bad idea.&nbsp; Her fingers curling over his forearm, her slender body pressing to his side.&nbsp; “Well.. I guess I'll let you lead the way then..”&nbsp; That wry smile, how often was it that a man offered to take a girl shopping.. Even if it was for slutty lingerie.<br><br>"I'll even let you pick out my outfit."&nbsp; Winking at him as her steps would lengthen to accommodate his own longer stride.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 15:41:21</strong>
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				Barrage smiled broadly as she took his arm, letting her take it without resistance, he enjoyed having her close to him offering her a broad smile. He made a mental command and a list of the closest adult stores with a bit more class came up along with directions from his current position, and he started leading her down the street.<br><br>He shivered at the thought of getting to pick her outfit, what would he put her in, his mind started storming with ideas, suggestions and his inner eye was swarmed by mental images of her in anything that he could imagine. Walking along seemingly lost in thought following almost automatically the directions given by his comlink. They ended up before the Velvet Rose.<br><br>The large man offered her a smile "Here we are" he said and nodded at the store walking inside with her.<br>Inside there were rows upon rows with clothing that was not meant to be worn anywhere then in the bedroom, it was on the edge of Barrens also known as the Tourist trap, where tourists came to experience "the real Seattle" and slum it out somewhat. Of course these parts were Lone Star watched they couldnt have any tourists dissapearing now could they, it was good for most however since most buisnesses could have a higher quality of sortiment without to much fear.<br><br>Barrage went to speak with one of the salesmen and most likely a bit of nuyen changed hands, since he led them into a private changing room. Once the salesman left Barrage smiled "I figured youd like abit more privacy so I got us into their VIP service"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 16:52:24</strong>
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				While he was lost in thoughts of pale skin and lace, she was keeping watch of the surrounding area, her eyes constantly scanning faces and expressions, hidden as they were behind dark lenses.&nbsp; It would seem even the expectation of shopping did little to assuage her normally suspicious nature.&nbsp; <br><br>A nicer part of town.&nbsp; The people around them changing from the usual roughnecks and runners, to the more clueless variety.&nbsp; “These people wouldn't last a moment..”&nbsp; Most of them looked to have MARK written across their faces.&nbsp; They would likely be taken in by every swindler and con artist within a three mile radius if they stepped out of the protection provided by the Lone Star.&nbsp; Her eyes catching an older woman, bent with age, showing a couple of Marks something in her coat.&nbsp; The human rolling her eyes behind the dark lenses.&nbsp; Apparently the Lone Star didn't keep everything out.<br><br>Stepping into the building her eyes would widen.&nbsp; Normally she simply ordered everything she needed through the matrix, sometimes making use of one of her Hacker contacts to route everything in such a way that no one ever knew where the product ended up, or even where it started.&nbsp; But this..<br><br>“Good idea.. Though don't let me get too lost, or we will miss our Mark..”&nbsp; Laughing as she would shed her jacket, tossing it casually across a rack.&nbsp; Her belts taken off one at a time, laid carefully upon a chair, her fingers lingering over the cold metal of her guns before releasing them.&nbsp; Though he might notice that she had left her straightblade in place, hidden under the edge of her skirt.&nbsp; <br><br>“So..”&nbsp; Said finally with a little smile, the human leaning down to slowly begin to unlace her boots.&nbsp; “You need to take my measurements by.. hand?”&nbsp; That wry smile as she would glance up at him, slowly taking her lenses off and placing them atop of her guns.&nbsp; Leaving he wearing only that tight black top, and the matching skirt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 17:07:16</strong>
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				He smiled abit and winked "Well if you want me to Wraith, Im sure you know your messurments already though.." he dropped of his jacket and his gun on a chair which stood before the dressingbooth which also was in the room, moving closer to her carefully.<br>"..I have no objections if you want me to take them just to be sure" he said voice somewhat deeper then usual eyes wandering over her as he stopped only a few feet from her. How he wanted to touch her, to feel her beautiful skin, to feel her against him, around him, inside of her. Again his mind flooded with mental pictures which he desperatly tried to push away, taking a deep breath.<br><br>"I think I know something that would look perfect on you" he said as he were barely half a foot away from her, she could feel his warm breath against her skin. 'Then again she would look perfect in anything', he thought to himself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 17:51:45</strong>
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				A low laugh as she would watch him drift closer, slender hands coming to curl around his wrists, gently bringing his larger hands to press against her ribs, just under the slight swell of her breasts.&nbsp; “Well.. we do want to be sure..”&nbsp; Teasing smile as she would shift her hips, pressing them lightly against his thigh.&nbsp; She was tiny in his hands, his fingers likely able to surround her slender waist.&nbsp; “I'm sure if you tell the salesman what you have in mind, he can grab it..”&nbsp; She would sway upwards onto her toes, the pert breasts lightly brushing against his large chest.&nbsp; <br><br>“Lets hope its not too complicated, or you may have to help me get into it..”&nbsp; The brush of her flesh against his was like an electric shock through her system, her breath catching sharply, her slender fingers lightly brushing across her abdomen, finding the snap for her skirt, a quick twist of her thumb and forefinger would have the material falling in a pool around her feet.&nbsp; Leaving her smooth hips draped in those tiny silk panties, and of course, the leather straps that held her straight blade against her inner thigh.<br><br>“You mind helping me with this shirt, it'll be hard to try anything on while still dressed..”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 20:13:58</strong>
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				He watched here, trying his harderst to keep his eyes on her face, and her eyes. Trying to remain calm, but how could she, she was so close. So beautiful. He opened the first button of her shirt, slowly opening the next one as well, without looking down, how could he, her chest would be there, most likely with a lacy bra..&nbsp; He took a deep breath his body almost pressed against hers his large hands between them to open up the last one, he leaned his head down. He had to, he had to kiss her, to feel her lips again upon his.<br><br>A buzz as the doorcom "Sir, the order you made has been put together" Barrage cursed himself for having made the order over the comlink as they entered the room, straightening himself. "Dreg" he whispered to himself. As he moved to the door, opened it and took it from the salesman. Heading back to her with an appologetic smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 22:43:41</strong>
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				Large fingers were startlingly precise with those little shell buttons, one and then the next falling open.&nbsp; The cool air causing her to shiver slightly.&nbsp; The edges of the bra revealed, matching the panties, sweet satiny material with lace trim, cupping those perky orbs and pushing them upwards slightly.&nbsp; Her face tilted up, watching the way his eyes seemed glued to her own, his hands making their way by touch, the gentle brush of fingertips against her abdomen, before the last button would fall open.&nbsp; <br><br>Her lips would part, her eyes sliding closed as his head would lower, his lips drawing closer.&nbsp; Closer.&nbsp; She was nearly holding her breath in suspense. The sudden buzzing causing her to jump, guiltily looking towards the door while Barrage made his way over.&nbsp; She nearly growled in frustration, her cheeks pinkened.&nbsp; Her shoulders rolling sending that shirt sliding down her arms, catching at her elbows, gently playing with the edges, twisting them around her fingertips when he turned back towards her. <br><br>Casually, she would shift her arms, letting the shirt fall to the ground to join her skirt, walking towards him in only the barest bit of material.&nbsp; Lightly grasping that outfit, tossing it almost casually to the side, atop of her weapons, before she would grab his collar, dragging him downwards to lightly brush her lips against his ear.&nbsp; "I want you to fuck me against his wall.. now.." Those words punctuated by the press of her lips hungrily against his own.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 23:20:12</strong>
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				Barrage blinked at her out burst hardly believing his ears, but he didnt hesitate a moment, returning the kiss fiercly he pushed her up against the wall a strong hand running over her delicious form, touching her thigh before lifting it up his other hand undoing his pants, not yet releasing the kiss. He couldnt believe it, but he didnt care how it came to be, he had to have her, and he had to have her now. He pushed his pants down and revealed his hard member to her as he released his kiss, smiling at her.<br><br>His eyes rolled back as her panties disintegrated into nothing, he lifted her up somewhat to allow her onto his hard cock, pushing her up against the wall as he slid inside of her kissing her again. He rammed himself deep inside of her with a deep moan loving how her tightness clung to him, how it snuggly fitted over his shaft.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 23:31:08</strong>
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				He didn't waste time.. And she certainly did not want him to.&nbsp; Her slender body lifted, pressed against the wall.&nbsp; Her back arching until those rounded orbs were pressed to his hard chest.&nbsp; Her slender legs curled over his thighs, leaving her utterly open to him.&nbsp; Her nails scraping against his back as she would feel that thick, hard meat press against her slick flesh.&nbsp; The thick head rubbing along the line of her slit before plunging near-violently into her heated depths.&nbsp; <br><br>Her calves tightening against the back of his thigh as she would cry out, clinging to him.&nbsp; “You're so.. so big..”&nbsp; Panted against his neck as her lips would brush against his collarbone.&nbsp; Feeling like a doll, swept up, penetrated.&nbsp; Her hands releasing him, reaching over her head to grasp the little metal hooks meant for unused clothing.&nbsp; Her fingers curling around them, partially holding herself up as he stretched her tight cunt around his thick girth.&nbsp; “Fuck me..&nbsp; Ah Luck..”&nbsp; Her hips, so still when he had plunged into her, would begin to slowly move, grinding movements that would shift his thick girth within the velvety hold of her body.<br><br>“Hard..”&nbsp; Near begging..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 23:44:21</strong>
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				Barrage held onto her hips lifting her up as well as to push her down upon his large member, ramming his hard cock deep inside of her wetness, excited by her word he rammed her up against the wall over and over again, using all of his massive strength to enter her. <br><br>He kissed her again as he pounded the thick shaft into her as far as he could penetrate her. "Fuck you are so tight" he moaned out panting in pleasure as he took her, he had wanted her since he first saw her and now she was his. He was not going to let this moment come to waste. One of his hands wandered to her breasts, squeezing one somewhat roughly in passion rubbing it and playing with her nipple. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 23:58:10</strong>
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				It was hard to keep a straight head at such times.&nbsp; Her fingers tight around the tiny metal hooks, her body arching as he would pound into that soft, supple flesh.&nbsp; Those tight walls clenching around him.&nbsp; The sound of it, the sound of his hips slapping against hers, the wet squelch as he would push deeply.&nbsp; “Yes..”&nbsp; Farther words stifled by the press of his lips against hers, that slender body yielding, deliciously.<br><br>At first, she simply let him fuck her, let him overwhelm her.&nbsp; Like a whore simply being used to pleasure that thick shaft. A hole to use.&nbsp; Large hands plucking and teasing at aroused nipples, those hardened buds making her squeak against his lips, soft moans into his opened mouth.&nbsp; Her body twisting against him, her legs tightening, using what little leverage she could gain to press back against him.&nbsp; That lewd ¤slap¤ of flesh, echoing through the tiny dressing room.&nbsp; Her body arching against him, pressing those rounded breasts into his rough palm.&nbsp; <br><br>“You feel so good..”&nbsp; Whimpered against his lips, her muscles tightening around him, milking his cock as it would plunge into her once more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 12:57:47</strong>
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				Fierce and fevered he took her over and over again, kissing her, biting her neck softly as he pushed his hips up against hers groaning deeply in pleasure. "Godess" he moaned out under his breath. "Your body so tight..... and hot against mine..." his speech broken by pleasured sounds and pants. She could feel him quivering, inside and outside of her. His climax was rushing closer with giant leaps.<br><br>Finally he came inside of her crying out in pleasure, pushing himself as deep as he could in her gorgeous petite form, his warm liquids spraying against her inner walls. He bravely tried to continue wanting her to come as well with him, wanting to bring her over the edge as well.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 13:57:57</strong>
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				Every thrust of his hips would snap her against the wall.&nbsp; Her ass reddened from the force of it, her breath coming in panting little gasps.&nbsp; Her cheeks flushed.&nbsp; “So close..”&nbsp; Panted into his ear, her heels digging into the back of his thighs, spurring him into harder, more vicious use of her body.&nbsp; That little shiver as she would feel him twitch against those tight walls.. Every throb of his cock seeming to drive her closer to that edge.&nbsp; So deliciously thick, nearly bruising her with every penetrating push.&nbsp; <br><br>“Fuck.. Yes.. Fill me.. Cum in me..”&nbsp; Panting gasps, nearly whimpering with pleasure as he would thrust deeply into her quivering body.&nbsp; She felt the swelling of it, the way his cock seemed to grow within her, and then the hot release against tenderized walls.&nbsp; Gritting her teeth as she would try to hold back.. To just -feel- him.. That stifled little cry against his shoulder.&nbsp; The hot walls spasming around his shaft, milking every last drop, her legs tightening around him, holding him deep within her as those heated waves of pleasure would lash through her.. Only slowly beginning to ebb, her body going limp against his, shivering, insensate..<br><br>"Ah.. Luck.."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 14:34:59</strong>
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				Barrage smiled at her panting deeply, tilting his head "Now that was unexpected" he said and kissing her deeply, passionatly, but with a hint of exhaustion. "I really hate to say it... but now we really need to get going" his expression told that he really didnt want to go, but alas, work had to be done, and their time was more then infinite. Only a couple of hours to get into a hotel, bag a call girl and lure Dr White out of his little glas bubble. His large fingers ran through her hair as he remained inside of her for a few moments longer, lingering in her, before reluctantly sliding out of her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 22:23:04</strong>
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				She.. ached.. Everywhere..&nbsp; A soft sigh against his lips as they would plunder her parted tiers, her legs slowly sliding down his, so that she came to be standing when he pulled free of her.&nbsp; Panting softly, her eyes closed, fingers still curled around those hooks, likely the only thing holding her on her feet.&nbsp; “Just.. Give me a moment..”&nbsp; Slowly her breathing would come back to something semi-normal, her eyes blinking open, those pert breasts bouncing lightly with every breath, before she would push away from the wall.&nbsp; <br><br>“Okay.. lets get cleaned up.. Ill change.. and we can go find our girl..”&nbsp; That wink at him as she would move towards the little dressing cubical.&nbsp; “Toss me the outfit, will you.. Lets see what you picked out..”&nbsp; Throwing a wink at him over her shoulder as she would move into the little room, garnering some minor bit of privacy as she would clean up a bit..&nbsp; Readjusting the little leather straps that held her straight blade in place.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>02-12-2008, 15:42:49</strong>
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				Barrage tossed her the clothing, the outfit was daring indeed. PVC thigh high boots along with a matching skirt, which would barely hide her panties if she didnt move, a tight corsette of same material with some nice lace details to break up the unison of the rest of the outfit, and a soft leather choker. <br><br>He waited patiently outside, actually somewhat nervous, 'what kind of pervert will she think I am?' he thought to himself for a moment, then thinking of what happened only a few moments ago... she would most likely take it better then he first thought.<br>He was already ready and dressed, leaving her guns where she had tossed them, you dont mess with anothers guns.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>02-12-2008, 20:33:58</strong>
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				It took her, perhaps a moment more than she had figured to get dressed.&nbsp; She had not warn something quite so complicated in some time.&nbsp; The worst part was that the skirt was too short for her to be able to wear her straight-blade along her thigh, it was clearly visible no matter what she did.&nbsp; With a little growl she would undo the leather straps that held it to her thigh, carefully brushing her fingers across the release.&nbsp; A small whirring sound as a small piece of her leg would shift out, and then open.&nbsp; Inside were two pistols.&nbsp; Long barrels fitting snugly within the empty cavity of her leg, a few slender tubes along the inner wall. <br><br>Biting her lip she would slide the straight-blade into one of the snug leather holders there.&nbsp; Not in easy reach, but if worse came to worse..<br><br>The thigh high boots fit snugly along he calves, the leather molding to pale flesh, until it felt like a second skin.. And honestly.. She felt like she was walking around in her skin.&nbsp; The tiny skirt offering flashes of the dainty lace panties with very shift of her hips, Luck forbid that she bends over!&nbsp; The corset actually made her rather modest bosom look spectacular, those firm orbs lifted and squeezed into&nbsp; rather fetching cleavage, her tiny waist seeming pinched.&nbsp; The final touch was the bit of leather around her neck.&nbsp; The dainty human letting her hair down, carefully arranging it so it hung half in her face, giving her sultry look, while also hiding her features from the most casual glance.&nbsp; <br><br>The high heeled boots would give her ass a rather fetching sway as she would walk out of the booth, her head tilted down, looking up at barrage through the fall of her hair.&nbsp; That soft flush of her cheeks, biting her lips almost nervously.&nbsp; Clearing her throat she would give him a wry half smile. 'Should be.. plenty distracting.. no?'
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>02-12-2008, 22:19:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"More then pleanty Wraith... " he said with a smile , eyes wandering over her form eating her up inch by inch with them. "... specially for me" he breathed out under his breath. He shifted his weight somewhat and gathered his wits again, offering her his arm "Come on we have to hurry" he gave her a trench as well, giving her at least a bit of cover. <br><br>He hurried over to the car with her getting inside and heading off, at legal speed, more stupid runners get busted for passing a red light or speeding when there was no need to, they had a tight time shedual but the hotel was only half an hour away, they had time for traffic.<br>His eyes wandered to her legs as he drove, luckly the autopilot compensated and made sure the car stayed in the right lane and driving at the right speed. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 01:45:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His openly lascivious glance made her cheeks darken slightly, that trench turned down, her own long jacket grasped from the chair, pulled overtop of the outfit.&nbsp; Though the length of her legs in those high boots was still readily apparent, though one couldn't tell if she were wearing anything else at all under the dark fabric.&nbsp; She would grasp her guns, carefully winding the leather around the pistols, and sliding her hand onto his arm, letting him lead her out of the store, every swaying step followed by the men who worked there, even the ones who were obviously less than straight.<br><br>Wetting her lips softly she would slide into the car, stashing her extraneous weapons under the seat.&nbsp; She hadn't told Barrage about her leg, or her stashed weapons, but she figured it was always good to have a backup plan unless the capricious Lady Luck decided not to smile upon their little venture.&nbsp; Her glasses darkening as they would travel, hiding her gaze, though she looked out the window, her mind on the job at hand, those shapely legs shifting, one curling over the other.&nbsp; The dainty human girl trying to regulate her breath.&nbsp; For the moment she was a escort.. A glorified whore..&nbsp; She tried to get into the part.. and honestly, it wasn't has hard as she had thought it would be.. Not with her thighs aching from being clenched around a pair of manly hips..&nbsp; Not to mention the other things that ached after her escapades..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 03:49:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Barrage got out after pulling up at the hotel opening the door for her and leading her inside of the hotel ordering a room as Mr and Mrs Smith, the man at the desk just nodding knowingly at them giving the keycard for the room. Barrage gave the man a wink and gave "Mrs Smith" an arm to hold and leading her to the elevator, grabbing her ass as he did. <br><br>He pressed for the floor where Mr Whites escort was waiting for him, he smiled at her in the elevator, abit akward being in such a small space with her, he needed to focus and concentrate to throw out the urge to press the emergency stop and have her again right in the elevator. But there was a job to do, and alot of money at stake.<br><br>He knocked on the door, as the young human callgirl opened the door Barrage punched her uncermoniously in the guts, making her crumble to the floor without air... quite the gentleman indeed. He lifted her up and used some plastic bands to tie her up and adhesive pad to gag her so she couldnt call for attention during the run, then putting her in the empty bathtub.<br><br>"You think you can do this Wraith?" he smiled at her. "Im confident you can lure him out, if not he isnt a man" he added
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 04:46:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He didn't waste time, she would give him that. She felt almost like she was just along for the ride.&nbsp; Sauntering into the hotel on his arm.&nbsp; Nothing but a high priced whore.&nbsp; That saucy glance towards the man at the desk in answer to his knowing smirk.&nbsp; Her hips swaying enticingly, those heels making loud clicking noises upon the floor as they would make their way into the elevator.&nbsp; The tiny cubicle was charged with energy.&nbsp; Nervous energy.&nbsp; Sexual energy.&nbsp; She was nearly breathing it in as the elevator would slow to a stop.&nbsp; Those doors sliding open.&nbsp; Though she looked cool, confident, collected.&nbsp; Releasing his arm as he would knock idly upon the door.<br><br>The girl went down without barely a sound uttered, Wraith following him into the room and closing the door behind them with a soft click.&nbsp; She did take a moment to notice that the girl was rather petite, dark hair falling in ringlets around her face.&nbsp; “Close enough..”&nbsp; A whispered prayer as she would slowly unbutton her coat, putting it away where it wouldn't be noticed, as it likely wasn't the type of coat a girl of her.. station.. might wear..&nbsp; A runner yes.&nbsp; A high priced whore.. likely not.<br><br>“Is there any doubt..”&nbsp; Slender fingers playing with the leather choker around her neck, looking at him through her lashes.&nbsp; “Are you hiding in here, or going to set up.. Plan 2?”&nbsp; It was nice to have a moment to breathe before the Mark showed up.. but he would need to get moving if he meant to be out of the room before the guy showed up..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 21:43:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well plan B would be trying to destroy the PAVs mechanism with magic, but Im not sure if its protected or if I can even effect it. We going to have to do that on the fly though. So I will stay here in the bathroom" he smirked abit. "If he needs to go he needs to get out anyway so thats a good thing" he winked at her and leaned against the frame of the bathroomdoor. <br><br>He watched her tilting his head "Or you need some alone time to prepare yourself?" he asked her somewhat concerned<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 22:50:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was already cleaned up, dressed, her hair falling in dark waves around that dainty face.&nbsp; Her glasses having been removed.&nbsp; Making her seem a completely different person than the one he had met merely a week ago.&nbsp; Those large eyes, dark and limpid in the dim light of the room, looking up at him as she would sink down to her knees, the soft flesh protected by the leather of her boots.&nbsp; “Oh.. Watch away..”&nbsp; That quirky little smile, like a half-smirk, curling her lips for a moment as she would carefully stretch, sitting in the middle of the room.&nbsp; <br><br>“Bathroom should be fine.. Should there be any complications.. Well.. he won't live long past them, no?”&nbsp; She was still murky on whether he wanted the man killed right away, or merely subdued to be taken elsewhere and.. disposed of.. She supposed she would have to go with the latter.. for now.. unless that became too difficult.&nbsp; Slowly she would stretch her arms over her head, arching her body backwards, the sleek form taut, a soft sigh at the burn in her muscles.<br><br>“I think I'm..”&nbsp; An almost timid knock upon the door would interrupt her words.. Her eyes widening slightly as she would look towards the bathroom.. “Now or Never..”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 23:09:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Barrage merely drew his finger over his throat, then slid inside of the bathroom, he activated the clayrvoyance spell which allowed him to spy inside of the room without sticking his head inside to watch over her, he readied his gun and waited patiently, slapping a stunpatch on the KOed call girl. He did not want to have her waking up during this delicate mission, all was up to Wraith now, all he could do was trust her to handle it all. <br><br>The large man nodded to himself as he decided that she was going to get a larger cut for this. She -was- doing all the work -and- she was looking alot better doing it then he did. The mage smirked to himself and continued to watch and listen.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>05-12-2008, 13:37:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A deep breath, her head down, letting her hair fall across her face.&nbsp; Once.&nbsp; Twice. In one smooth motion she would flow to her feet, taking those few steps to the door, that teasing smile touching her lips as she would reach out, her fingers brushing against the trigger, letting the door slide open, her body rather lasciviously draped against the frame, looking up through that dark hair into the familiar face.&nbsp; Memorized from the three-d rendering that Barrage had shown her earlier that same day.&nbsp; <br><br>"My.. But you are much handsomer than I was lead to believe.."&nbsp; Her voice was sultry.&nbsp; The man in the doorway looking startled, taking a step back from the door.&nbsp; <br><br>"Mina?"&nbsp; His eyes darting around the room, though it was lacking in any true familiar touches, he still booked the same room for every.. event.&nbsp; <br><br>"Mina is sick.."&nbsp; That sultry little pout as she would take a step towards him, her hips swaying rather provocatively in those high heeled boots, her fingers lightly tracing along her smooth thigh, teasing the edge of her skirt upwards.&nbsp; "Do I not please, Sir?&nbsp; It was the best they could do on such short notice.."&nbsp; Her eyes falling, watching him from under the dark fall of lashes, that soft pout of lips as she would take another step towards him.&nbsp; "I cannot go back, Sir.. They will be so upset.. I will do.. anything..&nbsp; Anything.." Stress on that word as she would peer up at him, the petite little peach in a tight leather corset, the man's eyes rarely leaving the soft slope of her cleavage..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>05-12-2008, 15:28:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Barrage smiled to himself as he watched through the door, gun ready, spells ready just in case something went wrong he would have to get her out of here. It seemed to work though, how could it not? Such a sexy beautiful woman had to lure out a reaction from their target. Now Barrage held his breath hoping that the good doctor would open up the security dome from his PAV and step out to physically be in contact with the sexy replacement for his regular call girl.<br><br>Every muscle was tense, still he himself could hardly take his eyes of Wraith working her charms on the man, she had an effect on her that no woman ever had before,he needed to be with her, near her... preferably in her, his large body yearned for her almost aching to be away from her now that he had tasted her if ever so shortly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>07-12-2008, 19:44:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was on pins and needles.&nbsp; She felt she could barely breath.&nbsp; And her corset was not helping one fucking bit!&nbsp; The man before her seemed to.. short out.. Simply there one moment, and then disintegrating.&nbsp; For a moment her heart dropped into her high leather boots.&nbsp; She must have done something wrong!&nbsp; That press of her teeth into her lip, about ready to retreat back into the room and retrieve her grenades.. something..&nbsp; When the man would come walking around the corner.&nbsp; Obviously in the flesh this time.&nbsp; <br><br>"Ah my sweet.. I hope you did not worry.. I had to be sure.."&nbsp; His hands upon her suddenly.&nbsp; The slightly taller Mark pushing her back into the room, the door sweeping shut on its own.&nbsp; "I trust the company has you well versed in.. what I like.."&nbsp; The look on his face was near feral.. His hands pressing down upon her shoulders, forcing her to her knees.&nbsp; "I see they got the outfit.. perfect.."&nbsp; Wetting his lips as he would drag his finger into the leather collar, jerking her forward with it until her face was buried against his crotch, dark hair falling around her shoulders.&nbsp; Every little breath dragging his scent into her lungs.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh yes.."&nbsp; Her voice a purr as she would draw her nails up his thighs, near caressing, wondering for a moment just how long she needed to play along before disabling him..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>07-12-2008, 19:58:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Barrage frowned to himself, fucking bastard used a holo... costs alot but the guy is paranoid. He continued to watch as Dr White showed his true colors, making Barrage almost grit his teeth, his large fist clenched around his heavy pistol resisting the urge to rush out and shoot the guy in the face, he didnt dare to not wanting to hit her accidentally, nor did he dare send a message in case the guy had something rigged. He wondered what Wraith was waiting for though. She had all the chance in the world now, to catch the guy with his pants down... literally now.<br><br>Perhaps frying him with a Manabolt would knock him out, or kill him right out.. he had to do something soon, if she didnt do something. He bit down a grown, his knuckles now white around the gun. It was now or never... something would have to happen.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>07-12-2008, 20:11:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Wetting her lips, her knees spread lightly upon the ground, feeling that finger twist in her collar, tightening it around her throat, his other hand curling into those dark locks, yanking her head back, until her dark eyes were forced to look up into his own.&nbsp; Her lips parted, cheeks flushed, panting ever so slightly.<br><br>"That's a good girl.."&nbsp; Growled lightly even as his hand would release her collar, a twist of thumb and forefinger would have those pants falling open, the smooth slope of his abdomen showing.. A rather pleased smirk on his face as he would look up, that look turning quickly to surprise at the expression on her face.&nbsp; A wide grin showing every feral tooth in her head, her hand balled into a fist, the blade at her wrist pressed against his abdomen, sliding downwards until it brushed the base of his cock.&nbsp; <br><br>"Turn around and get on your fucking Knees, bitch.."&nbsp; Nearly purred as she would slowly rise to her feet, careful not to lose her advantage.. "Believe me.. You don't want this blade to.. slip.. do you?"&nbsp; Control stripped from him in one easy little move.&nbsp; The Mark letting his eyes go wide, as he normally picked the particular escort service for its -docile- girls, this was.. the last thing.. he had expected..&nbsp; "NOW."&nbsp; She fairly shouted it, startling him into movement.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>07-12-2008, 20:24:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Barrage released his breath in relief, he thanked the gods. He couldnt have stood by having that filthy man touching Wraith in such ways... That was his job. He stepped out of the bathroom grinning. "You go girl, you want to do it or should I?" he asked with a smirk. Mark was undercontrol. All they had to do was do the tap or cut and leave without a fuzz. <br><br>He pulled out a silencer and started to screw it on, Dr White started to plead for his life telling them he would pay double what they were getting, saying that Ares would pay them tripple just if they let him go. He then started to sob. Barrage looked to Wraith raising a brow waiting for her answer.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>07-12-2008, 20:34:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the man had knelt, his body trembling like a leaf in the high wind, begging, sobbing, until his words&nbsp; seemed to make less and less sense.&nbsp; “We get the money either way, why not save ourselves some trouble of disposing of him later, and do it here.. Place like this..”&nbsp; She would wrinkle her nose, the smell of stale sex never coming out of the sheets now matter how many times they washed them.&nbsp; “They will never be able to trace it to us, specifically, and if they did.. well..”&nbsp; That wicked smile as she would press her blade against the Mark's neck, slowly drawing back, nicking him.<br><br>“I want to watch..”&nbsp; Just watching him screw the silencer onto the gun was enough to make her squirm, her bladed hand drawing over her abdomen, tracing the curve of her breast, over the soft white flesh that peeked out over the dark corset.&nbsp; “Do him and we can get out of here..”&nbsp; That wicked little smile as she would look up at him.&nbsp; The job had been.. More than.. enjoyable.. Though she was ready to collect her Nuyen and make a break for it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>07-12-2008, 20:51:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The large man moved over to Dr White, raising the gun to his forehead and pulling the trigger having had enough of the pleading, it was a clean bullet through the head, a classic indeed. He smiled at her and winked offering her her jacket before heading towards the door opening it for her, a rather obsurd picture, them leaving in a jolly mood, leaving a dead man on leaking blood and brainmatter over the carpet and a drugged call girl laying in the bathtub. She would surely make sure the right authorities found out that he was dead... but only after they were long gone.<br><br>As they come down into the reception Barrage started to laugh and grabbed her ass, playing the happy customer as they exited, booking the money off for the room they didnt even have a look at. Who cared it was spare change compared to what they were getting for the job. He got into the car and looked at her with a smirk.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>07-12-2008, 21:07:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sound of the gun was anti-climatic after their little adventure.&nbsp; Though a slight smile would touch her lips at the sight of the Mark falling forward into a growing crimson pool.&nbsp; Letting the larger male sweep her up, her body, once more, hidden behind that long coat, her slender legs the only thing showing, thigh high boots creaking lightly with her every move.&nbsp; His arm draped heavily, possessively over her shoulders as he would draw her with him from the room, that saucy little wink thrown at the man behind the desk as they would pass.<br><br>The whole thing done within mere hours, slipping into the car once more, settling down into the seat, her head rolling back, letting her coat fall open slightly.&nbsp; “Mm.. Easiest bit of Nuyen I ever made..” That rakish little smile as she would cross her legs, letting her booted heels cross.&nbsp; “How are you feeling?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>07-12-2008, 21:14:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Im feeling good.. nice bit of Nuyen on the account." he looked at her. "I was a hair from going in with gun blazing" he said biting his lip after saying it. 'Stupid Barrage, real stupid, a whimp is the last thing she wants, then again you aint a whimp are you?' He straightened abit and smiled at her, eyes wandering down to her crossed heels, again he had let the autopilot drive, still with his hands on the wheel though... if he didnt have them there he would have them somewhere else... and not in his pockets.<br><br>"Im gonna give you 60 instead of 50 of the cut... you did most of the work, without you it wouldnt have worked at all really" he grinned abit "I dont have the figure or the legs for such an outfit" chuckling abit to himself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>13-12-2008, 11:56:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was so relaxed, she felt as if her entire body had turned to liquid.&nbsp; Leaning back slightly, her head tilted to watch him and the road at the same time.&nbsp; Those slender legs crossed, one over the other, though one could barely see the edge of the skirt under her coat, giving her the appearance of wearing nothing at all beneath the heavy fabric.&nbsp; “Really?”&nbsp; Her brow rising as she would look at him, her glasses once more in place, tinted slightly, so he could merely see the outline of dark eyes behind them.&nbsp; “Did you think he was dangerous?&nbsp; Or perhaps.. You were jealous?”&nbsp; That teasing tilt of her lips as she would lean forward, drawing her fingers over the edge of his thigh.&nbsp; <br><br>“Do we need to meet your Johnson anywhere?”&nbsp; Likely since it had been a hit, they would want as little contact with the hired guns as possible.&nbsp; A quick check of her own account showed that they money was already in place.&nbsp; “Ah, I love it when a client is prompt..”&nbsp; Nearly purring as she would lean back, tilting her head to look at him.&nbsp; “Ah nonsense, I'm sure you have fabulous legs.. Though my attention was caught.. somewhat higher..”&nbsp; Perhaps she was feeling brazen.. Must be the outfit..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 00:05:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Barrage shivered at the touch trying to pretend he was driving and watch the road, was hard work indeed as she teased him. "He was a cheating pervert who wanted to use you as a fucktoy.. I couldnt just let him do that" he said promptly, eyes remaining on the road. His thoughts were already upon one thing and those werent good for buisness, work and pleasure should never come together, but it had, wonderfully so, he had never felt so good in his entire life.<br><br>He shivered as she said her intrest laid higher then his legs. Thinking of what he would do to her if he was in the same position as their mark... he shook his head to get the thoughts out of his mind, he definatly didnt need to think of fetish play ontop of mixing buisness and pleasure.. she was temptation without bounderies.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 00:27:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Fair enough..”&nbsp; Her voice soft, watching the way his hands tightened around the wheel, though she could tell easily enough that his mind wasn't on driving, by the fact that they likely would have ended up crashing by now, the way his eyes were glued to her thighs.&nbsp; “So.. Barrage..”&nbsp; Biting her lip, she normally wasn't so forward, perhaps it was the outfit, perhaps it was that he was so obviously interested, or perhaps it was simply that he was big, and delicious, and she was still ramped from the job. “..Would you like to come back to my place?”<br><br>She held her breath, her cheek reddening slightly.&nbsp; Her eyes downcast, though that was hidden behind the darkened lenses.&nbsp; She could nearly feel the bit of leather against her neck, every throb of her pulse jerking her attention back to it.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 00:44:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Erm, sure... " he said cutting of before he seemed to eager. "You got to tell me what adress though" he said with a smirk.<br>He wondered how her place looked, if it was merely a hideout or if it was really her place. It was usually hard to tell, many runners kept several places to protect themselves from LoneStar or other corporations.. Barrage hadnt managed to get more places then one though, since he was new and had no cash.<br><br>His thought wandered more as he logged in the adress she gave him. Thinking about how it would look, smell... she always smelled nice.. the thoughts bounced here and there, anything from how her bed would look or if she had any kinks to what colors her wallpaper had.<br><br>He pulled up at the adress and looked around. "This the place?" he asked as he tried to figure the place out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 00:58:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was a simple matter to send the pertinent information, her body nearly tingling with anticipation.&nbsp; “Yes, this is it..”&nbsp; Suddenly feeling shy, he would be the first person to even see her place. “..it's not much.. Just a place to crash in between gigs..”&nbsp; Her door sliding open, those slender legs sliding out of the vehicle before she would follow them, balancing on those high heels, that sexy little shimmy of her hips as she would wait for him. “Its err.. rather secluded, towards the back..”&nbsp; The place was a dump.&nbsp; The building anyway.&nbsp; Any moment he might expect a dealer, or a prostitute to bump into him, though the slender bit of a partner he had picked up walked down the alley without any seeming hesitance.&nbsp; Towards the back there was a door, no obvious way to open it from the outside, though her slender hand would press against the door itself, a moments wait, before it would slide open.<br><br>“Don't mind the mess..”&nbsp; The door sliding shut behind him, and he would notice that despite the looks of the building, the tiny apartment was pristine.&nbsp; Fresh paint upon the walls, subtle colors.&nbsp; The slight scent of her perfume, something musky, sweet, though not the usual scent of fruits of flowers.. more primal.&nbsp; “I wasn't.. I wasn't really expecting to bring home any company..”&nbsp; A plush couch in a maroon so deep it was nearly a rich brown dominated the room.&nbsp; A small table in the corner, paper scattered across it, the little bit that he could see seemed to be plans of some sort..<br><br>Dark hair lifted as she would take her jacket, sliding it down her arms, throwing it across the edge of the couch, before moving towards him, suddenly shy, the big Runner nearly dominating the tiny room. “Something to drink?”&nbsp; Asked casually, slender fingers grasping her glasses, pulling them off and placing them upon the edge of the table.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 01:09:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He followed her and looked around, he wasnt suprised that she had no fear of going down the alley, with him backing her up.. not to mention her being a rather skilled Samurai... the door and the appartment suprised him smiling broadly.<br>"My place is a dump compared to this... glad we didnt go there.. this is actually... very nice" he said as he sat down in the couch shedding his jacket and his holster without a second thought, he was showing trust.<br><br>"Erm yeah sure, drink would be nice... whatever you are having" he said with a smile, eyes wandering over her, from those sexy heels along the shiney material of the shaft up to her knees, he had always loved boots... they gave women such a beautiful strut, a bounce in the heal like cats... only more sexy. Up over the tight short skirt... which hid her from him... skirt were the best invention in the world in Barrage mind.. covering little, showing alot, and easy access. His eyes wandered higher over her top, which hid her beautiful chest, those round breasts which were just the right size... he hated large breast, specially fake ones.. but hers... well merely thinking of them made him want to squeeze them. Eyes wandered up over the choker and to her eyes meeting them with a hungry gaze... it was hard to hide it after such sights.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 01:19:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The place was actually quite nice.&nbsp; Though most of the mods had been made without the landlord's permission or approval.&nbsp; He would likely rue the day he tried to come in unannounced.&nbsp; Luckily in slums like this, people mostly kept to themselves.&nbsp; The raking of her flesh by those eyes had twin effects, her blush heightening, but at the same time she would strut a little.&nbsp; Wiggling her hips with every swaying step as she would slip towards the little bar set up of the kitchen.&nbsp; Taking out two tumblers, filling both with a dark amber liquid before moving back towards him.&nbsp; <br><br>“Well, I don't splurge on much.. But this place was too perfect to pass up..”&nbsp; She would likely hate giving it up, though she would, in a moments notice, should it become necessary to do so. Those rounded hips sliding into his lap without so much as asking permission, softly placing her glass upon the table beside him, offering his to one large hand.&nbsp; “I hope you don't mind.. Such a large space to simply be left.. unoccupied..”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 01:25:57</strong>
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				Barrage watched her strut as she walked enjoying the view. He blinked though and eyes widened in suprise as she sat down in his lap. <br>"Thank you" he said to the drink, downing it in one swift swoop, watching her and offering a smile. "Well... you can occupy that ..... space.. anytime you want Wraith" he said with a smirk.<br><br>His excitement was clear, then again he had been excited this entire mission with her.. even after the quicky in the store... his hunger for her didnt seem to be sateable... she was something else entirely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 01:37:15</strong>
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				A low laugh to his words, arching her brow slightly as she would look up at him.&nbsp; That flush on pale cheeks, on the curve of her neck not hidden behind the slender bit of leather.&nbsp; “Mm, is that so?”&nbsp; She could feel his arousal, pressed against her thigh as it was, her hips teasing against it as she would shift position, grasping her glass and bringing it to her lips. The liquor hot on her tongue, sharp.&nbsp; Liquid courage.&nbsp; That wry twist of her lips as she would set it back in place, looking up at him with those unfathomable dark eyes. <br><br>“So, tell me, really, why you felt the need to burst in on our mark, guns blazing?”&nbsp; That wry smile that said she had seen through his excuse.&nbsp; “I bet you were even watching the entire time, weren't you?”&nbsp; Of course he was.&nbsp; “Watching me coax him into the room.. watching as I knelt at his feet like a good little paid slut..&nbsp; How did you feel to see his hand grasp this collar you picked out?&nbsp; Watching his blunt fingers twist the leather until I could feel my breath cut off?&nbsp; Did you want to kill him?&nbsp; Did you want to -be- him?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 01:46:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Barrage merely nodded, looking her into the eyes "I watched" he admitted to her "You never know what can happen" he said to protect himself somewhat. He shivered at her words, the pictures in his head replaying watching her. Then she said it. "Yes I wanted to kill him" he said then looking away from her beautiful deep eyes, not having the heart to watch them as he admitted the last part as well "I wanted to be him"&nbsp; <br><br>The large man shook his head somewhat obviously not proud of saying that, so many implications from admitting to such, it was a dangerous field to go out upon, many would take it as an insult or consider him a pervert... He had no idea how she would take it, runners usually had less problems with moral dilemas but many, like Barrage himself, kept to a code... a code of honor which they followed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 01:55:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Slender finger tracing over the well made chest, her fingers finding the stays for his shirt, undoing them almost idly as she would speak.&nbsp; “You wanted to <strong>be</strong> him.&nbsp; You wanted to have your slutty little partner on her knees in front of you, your cock pressed in her face.&nbsp; Your hand upon her delicate neck..”&nbsp; Her voice soft, wetting her lips, “And it killed you that someone else was doing it?”&nbsp; The last button falling open, her fingers cool against his heated chest, drawing over the well defined musculature.&nbsp; “All your heavy artillery, your massive guns, and someone else was standing where you wanted to be..”&nbsp; Leaning against him, her breasts soft against his chest, though still mostly covered by the tight corset.<br><br>Whispering, “And how did it feel to pull the trigger?&nbsp; Were you killing a Mark.. Or a Rival?”&nbsp; Why was she even doing it?&nbsp; She couldn't help herself, the words coming out in a husky draw, her lips brushing against his ear, soft kisses against the side of his neck, gently nipping at the flesh of his neck.&nbsp; Those long legs crossed over the side of his thigh, high boots shifting as she would recross her legs, letting them rest on the couch.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 02:06:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked to her as she started to undo his shirt, again seeming suprised, she didnt mind? Her words made his larger form shiver, not to mention her touch, her husky voice driving into his mind like red hot nails, telling exactly how it was... she knew far to well what was going through his head and it was almost scary. <br><br>"It felt good to kill him" he admitted to her "...damn good" another part of his code broken, dont take pleasure in the kill... <br>"I killed a Mark" he answered her question "I dont think he was your type..." he added as explination. Her voice was so beautiful, so entrancing when it got husky...&nbsp; he shivered at her kisses at the feel of her chest against his. Eyes upon her legs for a second, and now he had to use every ounce of willpower not to merely grab her and have his way with her. He had wanted her on her knees before her to have his hands around her throat, to have his way with her... he wanted all the things that the Mark had wanted... and more..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 03:03:52</strong>
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				Her lips trailing against his collarbone, laying a soft kiss in the indentation there, her legs shifting, parting, until he could see the lacy edge of her panties as the skirt would ride up, shifting until she would draw her leg over his hips, straddling him lightly.&nbsp; “It felt good to kill him?&nbsp; A mark?&nbsp; He was nothing.&nbsp; Nobody.&nbsp; A paycheck.&nbsp; No it felt good for a completely different reason, didn't it?”&nbsp; Looking up at him, that dainty frame straddling his much larger body.&nbsp; Like a doll.&nbsp; He could pick her up with one hand, and he already knew that, already knew how easily she could be held against a wall and..<br><br>Her throat clearing as her thoughts would wander away from her.&nbsp; “Mm, not my type at all..”&nbsp; Her teeth scraping against his chest with her words, the soft recesses of her thighs pressed over that delicious bulge, her fingers teasing over his abdomen, lightly drawing over the rim of his pants. “And now?&nbsp; What do you want now?”&nbsp; A flick of her wrist would have his pants falling open, her fingers almost too quick for him to follow.&nbsp; That wry half smile touching her lips as she would look up at him through the fall of dark hair across her eyes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 03:18:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He shivered at her display, at her teeth raking his chest, at the sight and feel of her smaller form against his own, of her in those clothing all edged him on. His own voice was now husky, filled with desire as he locked his eyes with her "I want my partner on her knees infront of me, my cock in her face, my hand upon her throat" he said in the same tone she had told him. Barrage didnt care anymore, he did want it, he wanted to have her the way their mark had wanted her. He hadnt dared calling her slutty, the word excited him though, but only when it meant towards him... the mark had experience why.. he wasnt a sharing kind of person.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 04:08:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His reluctance falling before her, she would smile, her body arching against him, those rounded breasts pushed upwards by the tightness of the fabric, her body sliding down his, her legs curling over his knees for a moment before her booted knees would hit the ground, now kneeling in front of him, her hands upon his knees, her eyes looking up at him through dark lashes.&nbsp; “Like this?”&nbsp; Slender fingers finding his hand, drawing it to her neck, so he could feel the press of leather beneath his fingertips, the soft curve of her throat.&nbsp; Her heartbeat&nbsp; thundering under his touch.<br><br>“Like this?”&nbsp; Repeated softly, breathlessly.&nbsp; She could feel herself growing wet, absurdly so considering he had barely even touched her yet, merely let her molest him in her subtle, or perhaps not so subtle, ways.&nbsp; “And now what?”&nbsp; Biting her lip, wondering just how far he would take it, or if she needed to demand that he use her until they were both sated and breathless..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 20:51:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Barrage binked in suprise as she fell to her knees before him, taking a short breath as she took his hand and placed on her throat. His eyes shifted, growing darker, he rose to his feet, his doubts blown away like they had never been there, she actually went down on her knees, his heart was racing, but his mind was calm, he knew what he should do. <br><br>His large hand closed around her throat carefully and opened up his pants to release his hardness from its cloth prison. He rubbed the length against her beautiful face, which was begging to be defiles, to be taken and used as his own. "Now tell me what a naughty little slut you are then Wraith" he said as he rubbed the precum from his tip upon her lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 23:33:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She had rather begun to think that she would need to nearly rape him to get what she wanted.&nbsp; Her eyes widening as he would stand, the heady brush of his pelvis against her lips, his fingers tightening around her throat, brushing against that leather collar.&nbsp; She would quiver.&nbsp; Her hips shifting as she gave him room to undo his pants, her lips parting, unable to tear her eyes from the sight of the fabric opening, that hard length revealed.&nbsp; The soft pull of her breath as the silky skin would draw along her cheek, teasing over the soft curve of her mouth, a slight sheen where his pre-cum would draw along smooth skin.<br><br>His words seem to be felt, rather than heard, vibrating through every part of her body, centering in the apex of her thighs, tingling. “Ah yes.. Such a naughty little slut.&nbsp; Just a little whore who needs to be fucked.. Who needs to suck your cock, Sir..”&nbsp; Her moving lips brushing against the hard flesh, though she does no more than merely taste him upon her lips.. yet..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>15-12-2008, 19:13:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled and pressed his hips forward, letting his hardness slide between her lips, not letting go of his hold of her throat though, moaning softly as her mouth slowly enveloped his shaft.<br><br>"Mmmm now thats right, show me how much you want it, show me what a little slutty whore you are Wraith" he let go of her throat to run his fingers through her hair and gain a firm grip upon it, holding and guiding her by the hair, pushing her down upon his hard cock. He shivered as she let him into her mouth. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>16-12-2008, 22:18:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes sliding closed as she would draw her lips around the thick head, one slender hand curling against his pants, holding herself upright even as those thick fingers would curl into her hair, holding her in place.&nbsp; “Mm!”&nbsp; Her mouth full, that simple little moan all she could to so show how much she was enjoying him.&nbsp; The way he slowly eased his hips forward, filling her mouth with hard meet, her lips sealing around him, her tongue lashing at the sensitive underside of him.&nbsp; Suckling on the shaft, unmoving at first, letting him push her onto his cock, feeling that thick head butt against her throat, press into it.<br><br>Her free hand curling upwards, those long slender fingers curling around sensitive flesh, caressing him, cupping him, carefully teasing him even as she would begin to move on her own, wanting more, wanting him deeper.&nbsp; A slutty whore.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>16-12-2008, 22:43:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Barrage quickened the pace somewhat pushing the thick head into her throat, taking her as deep as he could using the hand in her hair to get her as deep as he could, her nose brushing his pubic hairs. He moaned deeply as he started to take her harder and deeper, his hips moving faster, thrusting his hard cock down her throat, fucking her mouth, taking it as he pleased.<br><br>Between thrusts he gave her just enough time to take a breath, making sure she didnt choke... to much, on him. She could feel his shaft shiver inside of her as his climax stormed closer, then suddenly he came hard, warm liquids flowing into her mouth and throat, though before he was done he pulled out making sure that he hit her face rubbing it softly against her face.<br><br>He smiled down at her "Now tell me what else you need my little slut" he said in a deep husky voice, his entire form gave it such a deep resonance that she could feel it in her body. His hand wrapped around her throat again as he looked down upon her smaller form.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>21-12-2008, 12:35:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was choking her.. It was harsh, primal, her nails digging lightly into his thighs, as if to hold onto him as he ravaged her mouth.&nbsp; Though his own fingers curled into dark tresses was more than enough to keep the Runner in place.&nbsp; Those soft lips sealing around him, trying to suckle on his shaft, feeling the way he bore down upon the writhing movement of her tongue, -fucking- that soft, hot little mouth, ravaging her throat, until her entire world centered upon his cock.&nbsp; The thick head boring deeply into her, the taste of silken skin, the masculine musk that seemed to saturate every breath she managed..<br><br>The thick meat actually throbbing in her mouth, growing, stressing the small <strong>O</strong> of her mouth until she felt she simply couldn't bear the ache of her jaw, only to feel the first hot spurt of spunk down her throat, the convulsive shift of muscles around him, milking his shaft even as she would swallow the heated cum..&nbsp; The slender Street Sam coughing as he would pull out, that thick white fluid falling across her face, pearly ropes against the pale flesh, gleaming in the low light of the room as she would kneel at his feet.&nbsp; The soft pull of breath as she would look up at him, biting her lip, her tongue darting over her lips, cleaning them.<br><br>“I..”&nbsp; It was a trembling sort of voice, obviously not yet recovered from his rather vigorous use of her throat.&nbsp; “I think I.. This slut.. would like for you to ream me the same way you just took my throat..”&nbsp; It was nearly all she could think of, his thick, still-hard shaft stretching her tight little holes the way he had earlier.. Her cheeks rosy with color as she would crawl against him, drawing her tongue across his cock, cleaning the little droplets of fluid that still gleamed upon the thickened head, feeling the powerful beat of his heart through the silk-steel member.&nbsp; “Fuck me..&nbsp; Bend me over and use me until this little whore cums all over the edge of the couch..”&nbsp; She was panting, though it was hard to tell if it was from the exertions of the last hour, or from the thought of what was to come..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>21-12-2008, 22:46:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Barrage looked down upon her the hungry gaze in his eyes only seemed to burn stronger as he watched her, as he heard her beautiful voice tell him those wonderful words of desire, unhidden by chains of comform, but rather told in a sinful and open way.<br>He stepped aside, and took her in his strong arms, lifting her up onto the couch, making her kneel upon it, as he watched her beautiful behind, which was only half covered by the tight skirt, a wonderful sight for a pair of sore, yet hungry eyes. <br><br>His large hand slapped over the soft exposed skin, before he started to run his hands over her thighs, slowly touching the slightly stinging buttocks and then higher up to her hips. The large man started to rub the wet member between her legs, she could feel its hardness against her folds and thighs as he teased her slowly, it seemed he was not going to give her direct satisfaction but rather draw it out into a pleasurable torture. He ran a hand through her hair turning her head over her shoulder so he could kiss her forcefully, biting her lower lip slightly as their lips parted. "Such a delightfully naughty girl" he whispered in her ear, his hot breath spreading over the skin of her neck and cheek. She could feel the head against her entrance, ready to slide inside. One of his hands upon her hip, the other playing with her hair, not moving an inch... as if waiting for just the right moment.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 21:21:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He scooped her off the floor effortlessly, her slender body malleable, like a doll in his hands as he would press her corseted breasts against the back of the couch.&nbsp; Her slender back arching, pressing herself to the plush fabric, that little moan turning into a squeak as his hand would strike the pale flesh of her ass, the leather skirt riding up over the rounded bottom.&nbsp; The flush spreading over the smooth surface, making her squirm.&nbsp; <br><br>Her nails digging into the back of the chair, a shiver running down her spine as she would spread her legs, her knees sliding against the smooth fabric, leaving her utterly exposed to his hungry gaze.&nbsp; That dark hair falling down her back, brushing against the edge of her corset, those leather strings falling down her back, dangling over the pert arch of her ass.&nbsp; Displaced by the draw of his hands, kneading the soft flesh of her thighs, making her moan, her knees drawing farther apart, aching for him to touch the covered flesh of her pussy, -needing- him to touch her..<br><br>Only to feel his fingertips skirt the lace-covered flesh, instead groping the hot flesh of her ass.&nbsp; Rosy from his violent attentions.. A soft little squeak.. “Please.. Please I need your cock..”&nbsp; It was a heated little whimper of need, her ass thrusting back into his hands, only to be rewarded by the feel of his thick cockflesh brushing against the lacy nothingness of her thong, grinding it into her fragile lips.. “Oh Luck.. Yes!” The last word spoken against his lips as he would forcibly claim her lips, nearly bruising them with the hot press of his own.. His teeth leaving her raw, wanting, her body trembling, her hips grinding herself down upon his cock..&nbsp; “Yes.. Naughty.. dirty.. Slutty..”&nbsp; He was teasing her, stroking her body, holding her in place..&nbsp; Not fucking her..!&nbsp; “Please.. Please give this dirty slut your cock?&nbsp; Please use her like a wanton little fucktoy..&nbsp; She.. I.. I need your cock stuffing me,..”&nbsp; Writhing against him, forcing that cockhead to rub against the rough-soft fabric of the lacy thong, nudging it slightly out of the way..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>23-12-2008, 01:53:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her words edged him on, he was amazed at having such a strong and beautiful woman before him, kneeling on the couch and begging to be fucked by him, a wet dream indeed. He didnt spend much more thought on the issue, his thoughts more upon taking her and making her his once again. He merely tugged the lacy panties aside not even spending the time to properly remove them from her, he didnt care of how, he just wanted her, right at that moment. <br><br>He stabbed his thick head deep within her tight and wet folds, spreading her widely as he pressed the thick flesh of his cock inside of her. Again she could feel each little ridge as well as the veins pounding against her inner walls, with the beat of his racing heart. He moaned deeply in pleasure at her tightness, enjoying every moment he slid into her. Her tightness squeezing him, teasing every inch of his length only driving him to take her harder and deeper with passion. He still held her by her hair, using it as a sign of dominance and slightly as leverage, she was his now, his to take as he pleased.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 15:44:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The whimpering, begging words continued until she felt that thick head press into her tight folds, her voice breaking into a low moan, her hips pressing back against him as he would sink that hard flesh into the soft channel between her thighs.&nbsp; “Yes.. Oh Luck, Yes!”&nbsp; Her head pulled back, those dark strands falling from his hand, dangling against his wrist as he would pull her back onto his cock.&nbsp; Those tight walls clenching around him, milking his cock as every hard inch would push into the yielding flesh.&nbsp; Little whimpering moans falling from her lips, holding still, letting him press into her, only to begin rolling her hips, forcing that meaty head to rub against tender walls, wiggling back onto him.<br><br>“Ah, Barrage.. Your cock feels so.. so good..”&nbsp; Her breath coming in throaty little pants, her body shivering as she would work her smooth hips back, her skirt pushed up, thong forced to the side, giving him a delicious view of his cock disappearing into that wet little slit.&nbsp; Her pert ass coming to rest against his pelvis, his cock buried to the hilt in her sleek little body.&nbsp; “Ah, Luck!&nbsp; You are splitting me in half.. It feels so.. delicious.. Ah! Fuck me please..”&nbsp; Her words throaty little moans as she would try to work herself back on him, her back arching from his grip on her hair, her smooth lips pressed against the base of his cock.. “Fuck you're little whore so good..”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 23:43:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Barrage couldnt hold back more, her words, the way she acted, her tight cunt around his cock all drove him harder and deeper into her. He started taking her with all his strength, letting go of his concerns, merely letting his passions ride him.<br>Ramming himself harshly inside of her taking her like a wild beast would take its mate, his hand went down from her hair and to her hips to give him more control of his thrust, to drive himself deeper into her smaller form, loving how his thick cock made her tightness grip around its shaft.<br><br>He groaned in carnal pleasure, a remorseless delight in his large form ravaging her. The sound of their flesh hitting eachother by each thrust edged him on, the pace much higher now, not relenting a second to pause, as if afraid this overpowering feeling could slip out of his fingers. Unfortunatly the truth was much cruder and more primally driven, it pleasured him and he didnt want to stop fucking her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>25-12-2008, 11:25:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She had been leaning against the back of the couch, and now she was clinging to it, every thrust of his hips driving her breasts into the plush fabric.&nbsp; Every slap of his pelvis against her ass echoing through the room, though not as loudly as her pleasured screams.&nbsp; The thick cock delving deeply into her slender frame, those slick-wet walls clinging to him, clenching around him.&nbsp; It was so delicious she wanted it to last forever, to be wrapped around his cock until morning..&nbsp; The slender body trying to push back against him, to thrust herself back to meet his incoming rush, only to find herself utterly overpowered, the control firmly in his hands..<br><br>His finger's digging into her hips, very nearly holding her in place, jerking her back slightly as he would ram his cock deeper into that tight sheathe, drawing a whimpering scream from her lips.&nbsp; “I'm.. Fuck.. I'm going to cum!&nbsp; I'm going to cum all over your cock..” The words were nearly unintelligible between the whimpering of her voice and the sudden moaning cries that would cut through words mid-sentence. <br><br>Her back arching as it would suddenly take her.. Those waves of pleasure that seemed to crash through her frame, drowning her in the pulsing feeling of cumming so hard, with that thick meat still plunging deeply into her quivering body..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>26-12-2008, 02:34:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He cried out in pleasure with her, reaching his climax along with her, she could feel the warm flow inside of her as he released his seed inside of her, shivering in pleasure, pressing her up against him as much as he could to be as deep as he could inside of her. <br>Remaining inside of her for several moments, panting from pleasure and exhaustion. Once the orgasm had passed and her delicious tight cunt no longere quaked from pleasure he smirked and slid out of her. <br>Turning her around on the couch so she was laying upon her back, he grabbed her beautifully booted ankles pulling them up against her body as a finger rubbed over her wetness, using their joined liquids and rubbing over her puckered entrance, smirking at her. <br>"We arent done just yet my little slut" he told her, before rubbing the wet head of his cock against her now wetted asshole
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>27-12-2008, 00:23:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was panting, her body slick with arousal as she would feel the thickening of his cock, the hot spunk that seemed to fill her.&nbsp; Feeling the slow leak of hot cum down her thighs as she would feel very twitch of his cock within her quivering vice.&nbsp; Her fingers tightening around the back of the couch before he would slip from her, her body hitting the couch lightly as he would twist her onto her back.&nbsp; That lethargic pleasure still laying heavily upon her frame.&nbsp; Utterly servile as he would grasp those booted ankles, pressing them upwards, bending her thighs back onto her hips.&nbsp; <br><br>Her thong twisted upon her body, barely covering anything at all, in fact, covering nothing at all.&nbsp; Laying along the inside line of her thigh, pressing into the soft, pale flesh, leaving the soft, pale flesh utterly at his mercy. 'What?'&nbsp; Catching her breath as she would feel him bend her body, her head caught in the edge of the couch, those wide, dark eyes glancing up at him.<br><br>'Oh Luck!'&nbsp; Gasping loudly as he would press that thick head against the tighter opening of her body.&nbsp; That taut flesh clenching slightly, reacting to the press of torrid flesh.&nbsp; Yet despite the desperate use of her slender frame, the dirty, lewd words would excite her frame.&nbsp; Her body shivering as she would spread her legs.&nbsp; 'Yes.. Luck.. Take me..'&nbsp; The words whimpered as she would squirm, trying to push herself onto his cock, only the slightly niggling doubt entering her mind on if she would even be able to take the rather thick member in such a way..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>27-12-2008, 03:18:19</strong>
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				The large man slowly pressed his thick hard cock inside of her puckered entrance, slowly spreading her as he entered lubricated by their joined cum. He was careful at first, not wanting to hurt her, pushing himself fully inside of her forbidden little hole moaning deeply in pleasure as she clung to him. "Fuck yes... " he gasped starting to move out of her, increasing the pace ever so slightly.<br><br>"You love to get fucked in your tight little ass, dont you?" he asked her, the hard flesh moving inside of her at a even higher pace, taking her harder, laying her feet over his shoulders to allow him to take her even deeper. After a few strokes he started taking her like he had taken her cunt, fucking her even harder holding her down as he almost bent her in half enjoying the feel of her boots against him.<br>"Such a dirty little slut, tell me to take your dirty little ass" <br>He continued to defile her smaller form, pounding into her anus, sodomizing her rather roughly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>27-12-2008, 04:25:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His thick, meaty hands curling around her thighs.&nbsp; Booted heels resting against his shoulder, the smooth, supple feel of new leather sliding against his neck as he would press down upon her, sinking that fat cock deeper into her yielding flesh. “Ah, Luck Yes!”&nbsp; Squealed, unable to even think to form suitably lewd thoughts.&nbsp; He wasn't gentle, nor sweet, rather roughly forcing her body to accept his thick member without qualms.&nbsp; <br><br>Her cheeks reddening as she would grasp the couch behind her, digging her nails into the flush fabric, nearly ripping it as she would arch, forced to take every thick inch of him through her most delicate of holes. “Luck!&nbsp; Fuck Yes!&nbsp; Oh, Luck it hurts!”&nbsp; Before she could even get used to the intrusion, he was already pulling out, fucking her, quick and rough, forcing her.&nbsp; <br><br>“Yes!&nbsp; Oh God fuck your dirty little slut!&nbsp; Please defile her pretty little ass..!”&nbsp; A panting, whimpering sort of cry, her parted legs tensing around his neck as one slender hand would snake between her leg, trying to alleviate some of the piercing discomfort with the draw of fingers over tormented clit, slowly rubbing the tender bud as he would begin to pound into her ass. 'Oh, Lady Luck, harder.. Fuck your slut harder!&nbsp; Rape her dirty ass!”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>28-12-2008, 15:47:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He groaned deeply plunging down into her forbidden entrance, each thrust making her small form bounce by the force of it. Panting and moaning in pleasure as he shoved his entire shaft inside, over and over again with all of his strength, trapping her small body beneath him, she was his now his little toy to play with, he had forgotten all his worries about what she would think him after this lost in his carnal delight.<br><br>Her words edged him even further on, ramming into her with reckless abandon. He cried out in pleasure as he again came inside of her filling her ass with his warm liquids, spraying it deep into her abused entrance, grinding himself a few last times before stopping completely inside of her. Panting deeply from exhaustion and pleasure.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 21:41:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She hurt!&nbsp; She ached.&nbsp; Her body forced against the couch, her back arching almost impossibly as his weight would bear down upon her.&nbsp; Her tightest hole forced lewdly open.&nbsp; Forced to accept the plunging depths of his cock.&nbsp; She was stretched.&nbsp; Used.&nbsp; Painfully moaning, her voice muffled by the press of plush fabric.&nbsp; Her body splayed like a doll beneath him as he would pummel her fragile frame, leaving her ass reddened from the slam of his hips..&nbsp; Her hand working feverishly at her already-aching pussy.. <br><br>Until she would suddenly clench around him, cumming with a little squeal against the back of the couch, her entire body shivering with it.&nbsp; Milking his cock just as it would explode within the tight confines of her ass.. That heated cum seeming to fill her.&nbsp; “Don't stop.. Oh Fuck..&nbsp; Pump it into me!&nbsp; Oh Luck!&nbsp; You're cumming in my ass!”&nbsp; Her words nearly unintelligible between the squeal of her own arousal and the way her face pressed into the back of the sofa, stifling her breath and her words..<br><br>Only slowly would her frame still.. No longer trying to press back into him.. Though little spasms of pleasure would rack her.. She had never cum quite so hard..&nbsp; A though that pierced the heavy, sensual lethargy that stole over her frame, whimpering as he would move to pull out, feeling the heated fluid that would drip down her thigh as his cock would slide from her ass..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 03:27:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the pleasure slowly resided his thoughts returned, his worries about the present and the future as well. His mind was a chaos of thoughts and emotion conflicting with eachother, noone had ever managed to bring this darker side out, he had never trusted anyone like this, the thought scared him as much as it delighted him. <br><br>His trust could endanger her as well as himself, if someone found out then they could use it against them. He should know, he himself had kidnapped a large amount of people for money, most likely so the Johnson could convince a loved one, family member or such to cooperate. He never did the extortion part, it was his policy, it always got messy in the end. He tried to maintain a level of selfworth by following a strict honor code, not all Street Samurais followed a code, but those were usually considered the bottom of the barrel. <br><br>No killing children, no torture.. unless the need is dire.. he had only fudged on that rule once... the guy was scum and it was life or death... and when it comes down to that, Barrage would always choose himself. No extortion or blackmail, kidnapped marks should be treated well and only be subdued when needed. The list went on and only Barrage knew it in its full extent and how bendable each rule was...&nbsp; for his own security of course.<br><br>He looked down at her not knowing what to say, he remained inside of her though, letting her legs go so she could fold them down. Merly watching with curious eyes wondering what she would say next.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 14:06:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was limp.&nbsp; Pleasure oozing through her system like a drug, slowing her responses, distracting her normally tumultuous thoughts.&nbsp; For a moment it might even appear that she had fallen asleep, though soon enough she would push back against him, slowly lifting herself onto her hands, until she was able to glance back at him over her shoulder. “Mm, Luck but that was good.. I haven't been fucked like that.. since..&nbsp; well.. Never..”&nbsp; A low laugh as she would tilt her hips back, forcing him a bit more away from her.&nbsp; The twist of her body unsheathing him and allowing her to stand.&nbsp; <br><br>“Do you mind if I.. err.. Clean up..” A slight gesture of her hand towards her slick thighs, and a playful little wink.&nbsp; “Go ahead and make some coffee.. I may even have a beer in the fridge.. I'd say you earned it..”&nbsp; Laughing as she would wave him towards the little alcove that counted as a kitchen, she would move towards the bedroom, her steps a little ginger from the pounding she had just received.&nbsp; <br><br>He would find that the kitchen was rather sparsely stocked.&nbsp; Though there was a few beers in the fridge, as well as a rather large cannister of coffee.. Perhaps ten minutes would pass before Wraith would slide out of the bedroom again, looking as though they had just walked through the door, cleaning his mess from her body as well as her own.&nbsp; A smile touching her lips at the look on his face. “Why, you would think I was going to bite you..?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 21:32:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Got up and got his pants on properly, moving over to the kitchen and grabbing himself a beer. Opening and taking a large gulp of it. His mind still in chaos but as she returned his eye wandered over her and he smiled.<br><br>"Well, I must say the experience is quite new to me.. to be honest... and biting wouldnt be all -that- bad" chuckling abit, trying abit of humor to get somewhat away from the topic. He raised his beer to her and smile. "To a quick job and even quicker money" He tried his best to stall, not knowing what to do now, having had the best sex of his life with a beautiful and powerful yet submissive woman, returning to everyday life seemed somehow hard, not to mention... how should he act towards her? He had no idea but he smiled at her, how couldnt he? As beautiful as she was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 14:13:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A low laugh at his words, moving towards him, her fingernail would lightly flick against the edge of his drink, a slight click at the sound.&nbsp; “Hear hear..&nbsp; Course the money never lasts as long as one might hope, does it?”&nbsp; The Sam seeming utterly at ease as she would walk around him, idly hitting the buttons on her coffee machine that would soon have the entire apartment smelling smooth and rich.&nbsp; Only when she had her cup would she move back towards the couch they had just.. rather vigorously, fucked upon.&nbsp; <br><br>“Now, barrage..&nbsp; I would think you would be a bit more at ease with me by now..”&nbsp; Though he still looked as though he were waiting for the other shoe to drop, likely on his head..&nbsp; “Would you feel better if I had changed into something less..” Her hand waving lightly to the high boots. “..Provocative?&nbsp; I would think, if we are to be partners, you would be a little more at ease in my presence?”&nbsp; Of course he had rarely seemed nervous during the job..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 23:41:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He followed her to the couch listening to what she had to say. Sitting down next to her, his eyes followed her hand as it waved over her boots. "No no... I mean... Its not that, I -am- at ease with you, its just a rather new situation for me... I am both overjoyed.. not to mention ecstatic about it... but I also dont want anyone to use it against either of us, we are going to watch eachothers back" he nodded to himself as his mind slipped somewhat off to watching her back in other ways then what he had really meant. <br><br>Snapping back he smiled at her and carefully laid an arm over her shoulders pulling her closer, the initial touch was careful to see if she wanted it but the rest was at ease, seeming comfortable to be with her. "And as for the provocative... it doesnt make me uneasy... it just turns me on like hell" he admitted to her with a chuckle.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 17:12:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Softly playing the edge of her cup against her lips, a rather thoughtful expression upon her features.&nbsp; Those slender legs crossing, her feet lightly resting against his thigh.&nbsp; 'That is true..&nbsp; If, of course, anyone knew.. But..'&nbsp; A slight shift in her brows as she would consider.&nbsp; 'Even just being partners can be a bit of a problem, especially if you come to rely upon one another.. Someone will always find a way to use such information.. In fact, just doing two jobs in a row together.. well.. it does make some interesting connections..'&nbsp; Her glance shifting around the tiny apartment, towards her door, and then back to the massive man who shared the couch with her.<br><br>“This place is fairly impenetrable.. A hax friend of mine has the entire place wired.. Anyone who tried to crack this nut, is likely to find it collapsing around their ears..&nbsp; But.. hmm.. What do you suggest?”&nbsp; Her head tilting as she would watch him for a moment, a smile touching her lips as he would comment on her dress.. “Good to know it worked then, ne?&nbsp; Since that was the intention of such an outfit..”&nbsp; Carefully recrossing her legs, letting him watch the way the shirt shifted against her thighs, revealing those panties, and then hiding them again..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 20:36:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes upon her legs and the show of her panties "Well it definatly does work...." he seemed to get lost in thought for a moment then he shook his head. "Well I would definatly like to work with you again... I guess you are right, since we are working together and I do trust you then anyone I have ever met.. I think it would help alot on runs... and well.. perhaps also something outside of working... you know in... private." He smiled at her and watched her reaction trying to find out if she was playing him, merely having her fun with the big mage or if she actually was honest about it. Eyes remaining upon her trying interpret her expressions... and to take in her beautiful face and shape.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>07-01-2009, 13:39:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I should say so.. We do tend to work well together..”&nbsp; Leaning back with her cup, enjoying the warm liquid, just the slightest hint of bitterness.&nbsp; Her free hand sliding behind her head, letting her head rest against her palm.&nbsp; “Something outside of work?”&nbsp; A widening of her eyes as she would look up at him, seeming to consider it.&nbsp; “I didn't expect..”&nbsp; She would look up into his face and relax slightly, laughing. “I like you, Barrage..”&nbsp; She didn't even know his name..&nbsp; Not really.. Though what did it matter, in their line of work..<br><br>A wry smile touching her lips as she would lean in and softly run her fingers along his cheek. “I'm a pragmatic sort of girl.. I like you.. But I don't want anything that.. might.. happen to affect our working relationship, ne?&nbsp; We did only meet what? A week ago..”&nbsp; Sliding into his lap, her body warm against his own, the coffee set aside as she would look up into his eyes. “That's not a no, by and by, convince me..”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>07-01-2009, 16:34:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled abit seeming more confident as he saw that she had simular thoughts as he did. "I will do my best to convince you alright" winking at her. "Dont worry about the working relationship, I have learned to trust you and that you can cover my back when I need it, and I am definatly going to show you that you can do the same.. " smiling to her "And by the outside of work I was pondering... you know, hanging out abit... get to know eachother, for real. More then that? well, if it comes well then it comes" <br><br>He wrapped an arm around her and watched her. "Besides I got to get a better place, now that I have abit of money. Living out of the box doesnt do it for me." he leaned over and kissed her neck softly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>07-01-2009, 21:20:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A little shiver running through her frame as his lips would nibble upon her neck.&nbsp; “Mm.. I don't know.. There is something to be said for.. hiding in plain sight..”&nbsp; A wry smile given as she would gesture around the place.&nbsp; It was small.&nbsp; But comfortable.&nbsp; The best selling point though, was that from the outside, it looked like just another drugged out cesspool.. Not the home of a fairly successful runner.. “Hanging out does sound like a good idea..'&nbsp; Nearly purring as she would twist against him, settling in his lap, her fingers caressing his jaw as she would lead his lips to her own.<br><br>The soft brush of tiers, slowly deepening as she would explore his mouth, slowly, thoroughly.. Panting by the time she would pull back.&nbsp; “It is late.. Perhaps you should consider.. staying?”&nbsp; That wicked little smile as she would lean in, intent on stealing away any opposition to the idea with a second kiss..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>08-01-2009, 00:54:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He kissed her deeply pulling her close to him with a smile "Well my place is merely a dump, not a good place that looks like a dump. Will take a bit to find, but Lucky said he could fix me something up for the money."<br><br>Shivering at her closeness at her exploring tongue, it met of course his own tongue which wrestled hers enjoying how they snaked within his mouth. "I would love to say" he manage to say between kisses, the second one though he explored her mouth somewhat forcefully, taking command of the kiss, his tongue now exploring her delicious mouth. This would be a long night indeed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>11-01-2009, 22:12:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing softly against his lips she would nod, not saying a word as her slender arms would wrap around him, her nails lightly scraping against the back of his neck.&nbsp; That soft tilt of her lips as she would look up at him, he was simply so large compared to her slender frame.&nbsp; Finally, leaning back slightly, she would wave to the long strings that held her corset tightly bound. “Well.. I suppose you get to help me.. undo.. these..”&nbsp; A wicked grin as she would watch his eyes, thoroughly enjoying the mixture of hesitation and power that seemed to echo behind his every move.<br><br>“After all..&nbsp; Can't really sleep in this outfit..”&nbsp; That wry grin, likely sleep would be the last thing either of them thought about for a little while, at least..&nbsp; &nbsp;Her hips lightly tilting against his own, softly rubbing her panty-less frame against his own, rather enjoying the look on his face. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>11-01-2009, 22:58:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Barrage grinned "Perhaps you could show me he bedroom first.... im not completely sure... if we are quite done with it yet" he smirked at her, obviously enjoying her body against his. "... Nor am I sure if we will manage to the bed even" chuckling slightly, as if it was a joke, though he knew that it most likely was true, she was like a drug, he had her only a few minutes ago, but seeing her again, her rubbing against him like a cat in heat... he was again ready.. perhaps not as alert as before, but he didnt care.<br><br>He played with the D ring of the collar "So you have any experience with things like this?" he asked curiously, curious to find out more things about her, he wondered how far he could push it, how far he could go with her, how far she would enjoy it... Testing would be delicious... but scouting ahead abit would hopefully not offend her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 06:35:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh, she had no doubt that neither of them was going to be getting much sleep.. Her smile widening as she would shift backwards, letting his finger hooked in her collar keep her from moving completely away from him. 'Hmm.. With.. Collars?&nbsp; Bondage?'&nbsp; The soft flush of her cheek as she would slowly draw her hands behind her back, placing them just above the curve of her ass.&nbsp; 'Can't say that I am an expert.. One does not do well in my line of work without a certain.. Spirit, no?&nbsp; Though.. If you want to.. to well.. show me..?'&nbsp; <br><br>Her head tilting as she would look up at him, the man was simply large, even sitting he dwarfed the much smaller Sam.&nbsp; 'Come on.. The bedroom is likely to be.. more comfortable..'&nbsp; That wry half smile as she would shift back, walking before him to the bedroom, that short skirt barely covering her rounded little ass.. The bedroom was cozy.&nbsp; Dark.&nbsp; Making it obvious that she spared little expense when it came to her personal comfort.&nbsp; <br><br>The covers numerous. Some laying on the floor before the bed, the entirety of it having a mussed appearance.&nbsp; She would glance over her shoulder at him, those wide dark eyes glancing up into his face.&nbsp; 'Do.. you.. have much experience in such things?'&nbsp; Curiosity.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 17:23:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at her wetting his lips for a second as he followed her, enjoying the view that the skirt offered. Watching the bedroom he nodded to himself "Very nice" he said. Moving over to the bed. <br><br>"Well... no I dont have much experience in it... I mean I have seen alot and read alot about it, Id love to try it out and show you what little I know though" he offered, pulling her smaller form tight against his. <br>"Want me to tie you up, tease you and make you beg for me to fuck you?" he said with a coyly. Finding comfindence in that she was about as experienced as he was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 18:20:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Within moments her slender frame was pulled against his bulky mass.&nbsp; His thick finger just barely fitting into that loop, tugging the leather collar against slender neck.&nbsp; Her lips would part, cheeks flushed as she would consider her answer.&nbsp; 'Have I not begged prettily enough?'&nbsp; A wicked smile as she would arch against him, slowly rolling her hips against his thigh, a slow sensual movement made moreso by the definite lack of panties.<br><br>'I do not know how I feel about being tied down..'&nbsp; Biting her lip softly as she would glance up at him. 'Our profession kind of makes one wary of such.. things..'&nbsp; To say she had a fear of imprisonment was an understatement, her smile flickering across her face as she would arch up into him. 'perhaps something small.. easy to get out of.. silk ties.. cuffs..'
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 18:52:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded "It requiers alot of trust" he said, kissing her softly. "Well what do you have around? Silk? Cuffs?" he smirked at her pushing his thigh forward against her groin. Curious what she kept around the house, he himself had an unfortunatly kinky arsenal of items, used only for professional means though.. a pacified mark is a good mark during an unwilling delivery run... he shook his head to shake the ideas he got from it.<br><br>&nbsp;"You give me what you would trust me with, and I will try to show you a good time with them, how does that sound?" he wetted his lips. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 19:01:27</strong>
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				Her breath seemed to catch within her throat, cheeks flaring with color as she would consider what she did have.&nbsp; In their line of work you did end up with quite a few items that could be used..&nbsp; 'I have.. well.. rope.. cuffs.. even..'&nbsp; Her cheeks flushing just a little more.&nbsp; 'Uh.. spreader bars..'&nbsp; Generally used for more unruly prisoners, when simply limiting their movement was not enough.&nbsp; The whole conversation was making her twitchy.. <br><br>Sliding down from his body, she would bend under her bed, pulling out a long metal case, flipping it open.&nbsp; The first items that would catch his gaze would be the guns.&nbsp; Beautifully polished, obviously lovingly taken care of.. Though as she would press the top up and back, other things would come into view.. Grenades.. Pipe bombs.. Belts.. Straps.. Handcuffs of a metallic variety, as well as some cuffs.. both leg and wrist.. and a few spools of rope, carefully folded and tucked into a corner.&nbsp; 'I am afraid I don't really have any silk scarves on hand..'&nbsp; Biting her lip lightly as she would draw a slow breath.. 'But you can use anything from here.. uh.. save the weapons.. as that might be uncomfortable..'&nbsp; Laughing as she would back up a step..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 19:13:41</strong>
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				Barrage started to remove the rope, the cuffs and the spreader bars from the case. "I got a kit almost like this one" he told her with a reassuring smile. Looking her over for a moment. "Want to be standing, crouching or laying?" he asked, wondering what she would find more interesting to start. <br><br>His imagination going wild with the combinations that he could think of <em>How</em> he should tie her up.<br><br>Should he have her standing tied to ceiling, or standing bent over with arms between legs? hands and knees? Laying folded in half? So many things that he could think of and no possability to try them all at the same time.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 14:25:05</strong>
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				She would squirm lightly, unsure of how to react to the sight of him pulling the cuffs from the box.&nbsp; Her lips parting as he would so casually ask her how she wished to be restrained. “S-standing?”&nbsp; That blush entering her cheeks.&nbsp; The Runner looking even more off balance compared to her normally confident nature.&nbsp; “I.. I guess.. Standing will be fine..”&nbsp; For a moment she considered shedding her clothes, though she remembered what he had said, a sly smile touching her lips, gaining confidence. “Just remove that plant.. and you can use the hook..”&nbsp; Biting her lip as she would sway her hip, thrusting out the shapely thigh, lifting her hands towards him.<br><br>“I guess this means that I am at your mercy?”&nbsp; That wide grin, looking up at him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 17:25:42</strong>
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				Barrage would take the plant down smiling at her "Yes you will be, but I think you will enjoy it" he said, then tying her hands together with leather straps, and with a bit of creative knotwork he made a pulley so he didnt need to hold the rope which he attached to the hook and her straps.<br><br>He tightned the rope to pull her arms over her head, making her stand on her toes. He smiled to her grabbing the spreaderbar, which he attached to her ankles, forcing her legs apart. "Hmmm something is missing" he said to himself, moving over to the bed taking something into his hand and stopped behind her, putting a blindfold over her eyes. <br>"Much better" he said with a smirk softly running a hand over her thigh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 23:46:59</strong>
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				It felt as though she could hear every heartbeat thundering in her ears.&nbsp; Her wrists held out in front of her until he had gathered the rope, slowly drawing it around the slender wrists.&nbsp; She would hold still, watching him with those wide curious eyes, that supple, buxom frame stretched upwards.&nbsp; Rising onto her toes, heeled boots creaking lightly with the movement.&nbsp; She would make the softest whimpering sound as she tried to get used to the new position.&nbsp; Her toes scraping uselessly against the ground, only barely able to find purchase.<br><br>Though it was not until the smooth silk would slide over her eyes that she would catch her breath, squirming a little, feeling the rope tug at her wrists.&nbsp; 'Barrage!'&nbsp; Nearly panting until she felt the heat of his body near her own.&nbsp; 'I.. I don't know if I can do this..'&nbsp; Her tongue darting over her lips, her mouth suddenly gone dry.&nbsp; Her legs trying to press together, though the bar between her angles would keep them spread, leaving her -open-.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 01:45:51</strong>
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				He smiled at her and tilted his head kissing her neck softly "All you have to do is tell me stop and I will let you go." he whispered in her ear, large hand still caressing her thigh, slowly letting his fingers move over her skin, the blindfold making her more sensetive to touch, not able to forsee where he would touch next.<br><br>He made no move to let her go though, merely letting her feel his large form pressed up against her body, touching her, teasing her, as a promise of what would come.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 08:35:07</strong>
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				She bit her lip, considering.&nbsp; The curvaceous frame twisting slightly in the bonds he had set them in.&nbsp; Her thighs soft to the touch, shivering lightly.&nbsp; The femme taking a few light breaths, trying to get herself under control once more.&nbsp; To set her mind at ease.&nbsp; 'N-no.. Don't let me go..'&nbsp; Nearly whimpered, feeling his large body pressed up against her own.&nbsp; Her toes rolling up so only the tip of her boots touched the ground, arching her body against his own, very nearly rubbing against him.&nbsp; 'I trust you..'&nbsp; Whispered softly, unable to see him, to see anything, only to feel the heat of his body, the brush of his hands down those pale thighs.<br><br>'Although I'm glad I'm not wearing panties..&nbsp; I would hate to force you to cut them off..'&nbsp; Laughing softly, trying to relax, though his touch had her on edge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 00:37:07</strong>
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				He tugged the cups of her corsette down revealing her chest, slowly touching them, teasing her nipples with light touches, not letting her know where they would touch her next, she was completely under his control, she had very few ways of escaping and even then he was a rather large man.<br><br>Though instead of using it against her, he used it to please her, tease her, her skin was his playground to where he could bring unexpected pleasure. She felt how he slowly pushed her skirt up over her buttocks... was he preparing to take her already? It was hard to say, she couldnt see, and hearing what he was doing was hard to interpret... then suddenly a searing pain struck her buttocks as his large hand spanked her. The sharp pain faded slightly then she could feel him kneeling down, blowing upon her behind, then licking softly over where he had hit her behind, to let her feel the contrast between the pain and the pleasure he offered her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 21:36:48</strong>
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				The cool brush of air against her aroused flesh.&nbsp; That slight shiver that would run down her spine.&nbsp; Followed so quickly by the warmth of his fingers teasing.&nbsp; Plucking at that tender flesh until she was writhing between her bindings, her body rising up on her toes, her lips parted in panting little whimpers.&nbsp; 'Ah Luck!&nbsp; Please..' <br><br>Her body nearly squirming in anticipation as her skirt would slide upwards, framing the pert roundness of her ass.&nbsp; Her back arching slightly, thrusting her ass outwards, fully expecting to feel that full cock drawing between her legs..&nbsp; &gt;SMACK&lt;&nbsp; Her entire body would reverberate with the force of his hand.&nbsp; The pale flesh blooming a brilliant crimson where the hit had landed.&nbsp; Her hips squirming, expecting a second blow, only to feel the hot burst of air as he would begin to tease and fondle her flesh, making her buck wildly under the touch of his lips and tongue. 'Ah Luck, Barrage!'&nbsp; Gasping softly as she would twist between her bindings.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>31-01-2009, 04:44:33</strong>
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				She could not see but she could feel how the next blow of his large palm hit her other buttocks again followed by his lips and tongue, then a soft blow of cold air over her skin. He was teasing her, letting her feel the diffrent sensations and the contrasts between them, she was completely under his control, he could do as he pleased with her.<br><br>Then it all suddenly stopped he moved behind her, what was he doing? It was hard to tell with hearing alone, then she felt it, the warm hard steel wrapped in silk between her legs, rubbing against her thighs and groin as she stood suspended. Slowly he rubbed it against her, then his hands upon her hips lifting her up and pushing her down upon his length.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>01-02-2009, 17:08:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her world was darkness.&nbsp; Her little pants sucking in air, filling the room with the sound of her little whimpers and sudden cries as his hand would snap against her ass once more.&nbsp; That mixture of feelings, leaving her unsure of whether she should cry out, moan, or just squirm back against him for more.&nbsp; Her body tensing as though she expected to be spanked again.&nbsp; That pale flesh already stained red by the rough affection.<br><br>Instead she would feel the push of his thick meat between those slender legs.&nbsp; The fat head nudging against her soft flesh, pushing her body forward slightly.&nbsp; The rope tightening around her slender wrists, digging into that fragile flesh even as she would pant. 'Luck!&nbsp; Yes, baby.. Fuck me with that beautiful cock..'&nbsp; His hands lifting her so easily, pressing her slender form down upon the jutting length, she very nearly squealed as the thick head would split her in half..<br><br>'Luck! That feels so good..'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>06-02-2009, 15:28:56</strong>
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				Once he was full sheated inside of her he let her bonds down and bent her over making her use the rope from the ceiling as support to hold herself standing bent over. He held onto her hips to allow her more stability and of course to move her upon his lenght, starting to take her first slowly, letting her feel every inch of his hardness inside of her.<br><br>"Mmmm Gods I cant get enough of you" he moaned in pleasure from behind her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>07-02-2009, 14:17:56</strong>
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				Her arms bent at the elbow, the heavy rope curling around the leather gloves, holding her in the position that his hands had glided her into.&nbsp; Those shapely legs spread, held apart by the spreader bar, but moreso by the thick meat that pressed between her legs, splitting her aching pussy in half.&nbsp; Her back arched, forcing her ass back against him, the short leather skirt framing the reddened flesh as he would look down.&nbsp; Her breasts, released, swaying slightly with every little movement.<br><br>Those large hands curling over her hips, grasping them possessively even as he would slowly pull her back, forcing his cock deeper into her bound form.&nbsp; Every ridge, every inch, making her moan softly, her hips rolling within his grip, feeling the thick head push against supple flesh, penetrating deeply.&nbsp; 'Luck!&nbsp; Your cock is stuffing me.. Don't stop!'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>07-02-2009, 21:43:31</strong>
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				Barrage definatly had not plans to stop, driving himself into her. One hand moved slowly over her back and he let its fingers go through her hair, leaning forward and kissing her neck, it made his pace waver for a few seconds but he returned to it, now holding her hip with one hand and her hair with the other, using the bonds as a semi swing to move her back and forth upon his length. <br><br>She could hear his deep pleasured moans and his heavy breath, she could hear the very pleasure that she offered to him and he took without a doubt
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 22:35:17</strong>
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				<strong>&lt;Aestas&gt;</strong>&nbsp; That slender body bouncing forward with his every move, her breasts shifting with the force of it, her hair falling over her face, obscuring the delicate features as she would whimper and moan to his movements. Her feet rolled upwards from her heels onto her toes, putting her on par with those powerfully thrusting hips. Her arms pulled over her head, caught within the ropes, her hips grasped in those large hands, tugged backwards to meet his own, until every thrust became an echoing slap of flesh against reddened flesh.. 'Luck..' Her voice panting as she would shiver under barely able to think.. <br><br><strong>&lt;Spider&gt;</strong> Barrage groaned deeply, shivering inside of her, the pleasure overwhelming his senses as his orgasm quickly rushed closer by the second. She could feel how his body trembled behind her and within her, then how his member shifted and prepared for the final release, just before it exploded inside of her with the warm liquid as reward for their passionate act. He cried out in pleasure thrusting inside of her again, holding himself as deep in her as he could, grinding his groin against hers. <br><br><strong>&lt;Aestas&gt;</strong>&nbsp; Trussed up like a doll, like a toy, unable to move except for as he wished, as he allowed. Her flushed cheeks felt like brands, burning her from the inside out. Her breasts bouncing lustily as his thrusts grew more insistent. 'Luck, I'm going to cum!' Gasped out as she would tighten herself around him, the sudden throb of her orgasm tightening those muscles around his cock, coinciding with the gift of cum that he would flood her tiny body with. Filling her with that hot arousal until she was panting, merely hanging by her wrists as she tried to catch her breath, whimpering softly. <br><br><strong>&lt;Spider&gt;</strong> The large mage smiled and leaned forward still inside of her, turning her head by her hair and kissed her passionately and deeply, his tongue snaking into her mouth, slowly running it over her own tongue. She was his now, there was no longer a doubt in his body or mind, and he never wanted it to end, she was perfect, tonight was perfect, so many dreams and fantasies come true, he could hardly believe it, but the gods had indeed smiled upon him. <br><br><strong>&lt;Aestas&gt;</strong> She was slightly limp, worn out by the rather.. lusty attentions, her head tilted, that dark hair sliding along the pert features, before her parted lips would find his own. Her body twisting slightly, enough to be able to press into the kiss, fervently. Slender fingers twisting against the rope, gripping it, giving herself some matter of leverage. 'Mm.. That was..' Still panting softly as she would press her face against his, whispering against his lips. 'Delicious.. And to think.. I was hesitant..'&nbsp; <br><br><strong>&lt;Spider&gt;</strong> He smiled to her looking deeply into her eyes "I am glad that I was able to please you, and to share my fantasy with you.. I hope that you will share yours with me as well" he kissed her neck softly, releasing her from her bonds, but made sure that he was supporting her with his own strong arms.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>&lt;Aestas&gt;</strong> Collapsing into his arms, those slender hands curling against his chest as he would cradle her. Gently rotating her wrists and shoulders to loosen them from the intensity of the last hours. 'Mm.. what makes you think that I have not shared mine?' Teasingly asked as she would curl against him, leaning into his chest in order to untie her ankles from the spreader. 'Maybe I just want you to hold me down and fuck my tight little ass until I cum so hard I pass out?' Whispered teasingly as she would pull him back towards the bed. 'Or maybe I just want to be held while I sleep, hmm?' <br><br><strong>&lt;Spider&gt;</strong> The larger man would follow her, or rather carry her towards the bed, laying her ontop of it kissing her again, this time to suprisingly soft. "I am happy to do either one, or better yet... both" he smirked a fiendish smile and sat down upon the bed watching her curious from his higer vantage point.<br><br><strong>&lt;Aestas&gt;</strong>&nbsp; She would give up on trying to stay upright, spreading out upon the soft surface of the bed, sinking down into it, her leg slowly curling over his thigh as she would turn sideways, glancing up at him. 'I do not know if I can handle another orgasm so intense..' Her cheeks flushing a little darker as she would glance towards the ceiling.. 'What is that.. Twice for you.. At least three or four times for me.. I feel like my limbs are made of water..' Laughing as she would slowly shift upon the bed, drawing her hand along his hip, tracing the muscle.<br><br><strong>&lt;Spider&gt;</strong> He chuckled and laid down next to her "Well I do have good stamina.... though Im not sure how long I can last, its mostly adrenaline keeping me upright" he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his embrace.<br><br><strong>&lt;Aestas&gt;</strong> A soft sigh as she would settle into his embrace, pressing her cheek against the hard contours of his chest, letting her body relax against his own. Her breasts still bare, the corset pushed down, that soft flesh pressing against his own. 'Mm.. Too true.. It is a good thing we don't have a job tomorrow..' Laughing softly as she would nestle against his body, closing her eyes. 'Mm.. this is.. way more comfortable than it should be.. perfect..'&nbsp; <br><br><strong>&lt;Spider&gt;</strong> He sighed "Yes it is, I think our lives just took quite the turn for the more interesting... and I like it, alot.. I dont want it to ever end" he pressed her tighter to him, slowly starting to undress her, piece by piece<br><br><strong>&lt;Aestas&gt;</strong> A soft gasp as the laces of her corset were loosened, the leather shed from her form.&nbsp; That slender body arching, letting him peel every little bit of clothe from her form. That flesh that had been so tightly bound within it able to breath.&nbsp; Her slender body curling back against his, her eyes fluttering closed. 'Mm, if only..'&nbsp; Laughing softly as she would trace her hand down his side.<br><br><strong>&lt;Spider&gt;</strong> His lips touched hers once again as he slowly fell asleep along with her, his dreams filled with the images of him taking her beautiful rear till she passes out and other delightfully sinful fantasies. Get enough of her? Never.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 21:48:38</strong>
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				A week later Barrage was sitting in a resturant having a nice steak with Wraith, having seen eachother steadly throughout the time, only now daring to go out in public again, of course to have a "real" date for once... not like they needed it, but it did give an illusion of normality at least. Barrage was well dressed, a snappy suit and a red tie made him fit right into the rest of the middle management that frequent here.<br><br>He smiled broadly to his date, talking lowly "........and thats when the captain looked at me and said 'You might be big, you might be intimidating and have a big gun Barrage, but in Hwa Dong you are just gay" he chuckled somewhat, the anecdote revolved around him not visiting prostitutes when on leave, and that rumours in town had sent a long row of offers from transexual and gay prostitutes to make him offers.<br><br>His smile faded as a message came in on his comlink "Someones after you" was the warning. He frowned looking to Wraith eyes widening as he saw the red dot move over her beautiful body, only years of training and experience allowed him to raise a bulletshield around them as he threw himself over his date. "Incomming" he called out as the hail of bullets hit the peaceful little bistro.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>27-02-2009, 21:19:57</strong>
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				Holding her knife in one hand, her fork in the other, she cut her chicken delicately.&nbsp; Her dress was dressy-casual.&nbsp; A black knit frock over a pair of crimson leggings, her shapely legs sheathed in a pair of high black boots that ended just under her knee.&nbsp; A black silk choker around her neck, symbolic, of late.&nbsp; A smile touching her pale lips as they would speak.&nbsp; “I think I would have laughed more if you had accepted any of the offers..”&nbsp; Grinning widely as she would daintily draw the meat from her fork.&nbsp; The motion stopping as Barrage would look directly at her.&nbsp; Their eyes meeting just moments before he would speak.<br><br>Even before he threw himself at her, she was pushing back.&nbsp; The chair toppling, her body hitting the floor bonelessly, his larger form sheltering her smaller.&nbsp; The growl as she would shift, drawing her fingers under her leggings, hitting that button upon her cybernetic leg, the 'skin' sliding inwards and then towards the back of her thigh.&nbsp; Her hand going immediately towards one of the two guns stored within the hollow cavity.&nbsp; <br><br>“Luck have them!”&nbsp; Growled out against his neck as she would shift against him, her body turning so she was on her hands and knees.&nbsp; Her ass pressing back against his hips.&nbsp; The entire restaurant was in an uproar.&nbsp; People screaming, running, debris where the bullets had torn apart a table nearby.&nbsp; Her eyes scanning the floor, watching people dart away.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>27-02-2009, 23:41:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He rolled off her, not having a gun with him, but he was a weapon on his own. "We have to get out and quickly" he rose into a crouched stance and hurried towards the kitchen. A quick look through the window of the door and ducking his head back as a burst flew through the door from the otherside. "Fuck... we are surrounded... we going to have to fight our way out.." he murmured to himself and started to move with a new deadly grace. <br>"Out front we are dead from the sniper and any they have on the street... I saw three in the kitchen. If you go in low I can throw in a manaball and knock em out." he whispered to her as he pressed against the wall by the kitchendoor. Then he pressed a hand on her shoulder murmuring in a language she didnt recognize and she could see a slight shimmering light around her, she also saw him jerk slightly knowing that the magic was slowly draining him.&nbsp; "You should be safe now.. not as good as real armor, but it will keep you alive" he nodded to the door and prepared himself for their counter assult, trying not to look as concerned as he was for her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>01-03-2009, 10:35:11</strong>
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				She followed him, keeping her head down, very nearly crawling against the ground behind his larger frame.&nbsp; Her gun held lightly in one hand, clicking against the ground as she would make her way towards the kitchen with him, only to be held up when he pulled back slightly.&nbsp; His words drawing a groan from her.&nbsp; <br><br>Nodding to his assessment of the situation she would tighten her hold upon the gun in her hand, crouching as he would cast over her.&nbsp; A deep breath drawn, and then a second one, before she would push through the kitchen door.&nbsp; Taking aim at the nearest thug.&nbsp; Taking but moments to lift the gun before squeezing the trigger.&nbsp; The bullet taking him through the head.&nbsp; The man falling backwards into his companion.&nbsp; Her gun moving a second later towards the next man.&nbsp; The street Sam keeping close to the ground, trying to make herself as small a target as possible.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>01-03-2009, 17:22:33</strong>
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				Fire was returned by the men in the kitchen, Wraith could feel impact against her shoulder. Barrage stormed in chanting loudly in the strange language again along with a powerful movement with his arms forward, launching a glowing ball of magic towards the gunmen, hitting the closest one straight in the chest, making him crumple over his shot friend, two other gunmen fall over from their cover as well, landing upon the floor.<br>"Grab one of their SMGs and some ammo" he said quickly making sure that none were left, grabbing one for himself looking for a some spareclips on their dead attackers, as well as taking one of their comlinks. He looked around for a path of escape, nodding towards the back exit, it was their only chance. "We have to keep moving before they can regroup" he said running towards the door with the gun in hand. The magic had drained him somewhat more and he seemed out of breath as he got to the door.<br><br>&nbsp;"I go first this time" he stated before bursting through the door before she could protest. The dark alley seemed empty and Barrage ran away from the mainstreet, to get away from the sniper/gunmen at the storefront, he made sure that Wraith was behind him as he ran, turning a corner and another, hoping that it would help get the runnerteam of their back. He hunched down against a wall next to a garbage dumpster, to get some cover, looking back to Wraith. "Any ideas?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 19:52:15</strong>
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				The bullet slammed into her shoulder.&nbsp; Hitting that magical shield, though she felt the force of it, knocking her backwards.&nbsp; The Sam managing to keep a hold of her gun.&nbsp; The man who had shot her went down, crumpling under the force of Barrages Magic.&nbsp; Though Wraith knew as well as anyone that without Guns the effort was likely wearing him down.&nbsp; "You're the boss.."&nbsp; Winking at him as she would scoot deeper into the room.&nbsp; Keeping her eyes up, searching the room for any signs of more even as she would scavenge through the bodies.<br><br>Grabbing one of the SMGs and throwing the strap over her head, the heavy gun resting against her side as she would grasp several clips of ammo, filling her pockets.&nbsp; Only then would she move forward after Barrage.&nbsp; One hand still holding her pistol, the other resting against the SMG, getting a feel for the weapon.&nbsp; She would nod to his words, moving after him.&nbsp; Her steps nearly silent behind his thundering gait.&nbsp; Her gaze shifting to glance behind them, keeping check on his rear as he dealt with what was ahead.<br><br>It was almost too easy.&nbsp; Her steps elongating, having to run to keep up with him as the two disappeared down the alleyway.&nbsp; "It seems.. Something is wrong.. I can't believe they only sent in three Goons to secure the back.."&nbsp; Thrusting her pistol into the waist of her pants, both hands curling around the SMG, holding it casually for the moment.&nbsp; She crouched down next to him. "We could probably manage to disappear pretty easily.. But the real question is.. How did they find us?&nbsp; We planned this whole thing last minute, didn't even know where we were going until this morning.."&nbsp; She would frown.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 11:22:47</strong>
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				"Perhaps they were trying to keep a budget... no idea, three armed goons in a ambush against two seemingly unarmed people seems like a ok idea not to mention that we were supposed to be dead from the first burst" smirking to himself to have foiled their plan and made it out alive. "I think they pinned down one of my Fake Sins.. the one that made the order for the table..." he frowned and made sure he deleted it from his Comlink and loaded up a new one.<br><br>"So where and how should we dissapear then? We need to keep low profile, streets should be crawling with Lonestar since this place got security.... call for a ride from someone? Or do we leg it and stick to the alleys?" he looked to her questioningly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 03:11:12</strong>
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				She hadn't used any of her SINs in the last several weeks.. But just in case she uploaded one of her back ups.&nbsp; Purchased from a different vendor than her usual.&nbsp; Something she kept like an ace up the sleeve, just in case.&nbsp; Didn't hurt to play it safe, did it?&nbsp; “Why the in Luck's Black Strike are they after me?”&nbsp; She recalled him saying that.. Her specifically.&nbsp; Glancing up the alley, and then back the way they came.&nbsp; <br><br>“I don't know Barrage. If they compromised our SINs, its entirely possible they've, likewise, compromised our contacts.&nbsp; We could never know if they had a back up, or two, in place.&nbsp; Or if who we were talking to.. was who we thought they were..”&nbsp; She was naturally paranoid as hell.. Something that had paid off in her line of work.&nbsp; Survivalist.&nbsp; Street Samarai.&nbsp; Runner.&nbsp; <br><br>“Unless you got some contact that could be counted upon to be uncompromisable.. I think our only choice is to leg it..”&nbsp; The admission made her grimace, her boots had not exactly been picked for their comfort.&nbsp; The high heels had been treated to stifle the natural click of it, but they still added four inches to her height easily, and bent her foot in ways that were not conducive to running.&nbsp; <br><br>“The real question is.. Where do we run to?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 06:06:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know a safehouse not to far away from here... well relatively to what else I know. Gonna have to get into the Barrens for it though. But if we stick to the Alleys and advance carefully we should be able to remain unspotted." He himself loved her boots and she knew it, it was one of his favorite thing.<br><br>He looked around and started to move down the alley, walking somewhat faster then normal on complete alert, they needed to keep moving. He stuck to the alleys as he said they should, now question was if the runner team would be able to regroup and attack anew with their heavy losses or if there were several independant contractors. Barrage tried his best not to get distracted by his beautiful companion, which was a hard task indeed, testing his willpower more then anything ever had before, but survival, his and hers were more important then a few fleeting glances towards her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 01:09:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She would nod seriously, her gun held close to her body.&nbsp; Close enough that it was easily hidden.&nbsp; She hadn't been able to grab her jacket when the shit hit the fan, but her dress was warm enough for the moment.&nbsp; It didn't hurt that she kept close to Barrage either, shifting against him as the two of them would traverse the dark alleyways.&nbsp; Trying to keep deep enough that they didn't even cross near the roadways, within sight of them, but instead moving through the maze of darkness.<br><br>She had never really been on the run before.&nbsp; Keeping a low profile.. Yet now she found herself scurrying through back alleyways like a rat. “Once we get to this safe house.. what are our options?&nbsp; I don't like running..”&nbsp; Growling softly as she would caress the butt of her gun.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 11:38:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"We regroup, gather intel and try to figure things out. We going to have to keep running or stay low till we know what we are up against. We cant afford to stick out heads out without knowing what or who wants it blown off" he looked around a corner carefully not pleased that the SMG had no smartlink, he was to used working with the guncam.<br><br>He advanced at a descent pace with her, covering several blocks and finally getting into the Barrens without making to much of a fuzz. He stopped at another intersection of alleys and raised his fist up behind him, then showing five fingers then two. He had spotted something and seven of it. <br>"Gangers.... mmm Skulldiggers if im not misstaking..." looking back to her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 20:38:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let him lead.&nbsp; Honestly, he probably knew the area better than she did.&nbsp; Her eyes constantly glancing behind them.. And up.. If they were any good it wouldn't be long before they had air support.&nbsp; They needed to be in the safe house before that.&nbsp; Barrage would stop before her, her body impacting slightly with his before she was able to pull herself to a stop.&nbsp; His hand coming out and she would nod slightly, backing up, glancing at her SMG, before checking her pockets for the, as of yet, unused ammo.&nbsp; <br><br>Glancing back she would try to picture the way they had come so far.&nbsp; Trying to see if there was a way they could get around the idiots without leaving a trail like a pointed arrow for whomever was following them.. It would probably take hours to navigate back the way they had come and go around at a point they wouldn't be seen.. Likely they would just find others.. <br><br>“Think we can walk past them without a problem?”&nbsp; She would ask softly.&nbsp; It was unlikely that they were on someone's payroll, equally unlikely that they would just let them pass.. She would grimace slightly and nod do him, changing the position of her hands upon her gun, and then shifting it behind her back, getting ready to walk past Barrage towards them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 13:26:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No" he answered simply they wouldnt just let them pass, there was only one thing to do, grab the bull by the horns. He stepped around the corner, letting the gun hang visibly, his movements spoke of that he still had his heightened reflexes active. <br><br>The gang acknowledged him by putting their hands on their weaponry, as Barrage didnt make any aggressive moves yet though they remained calm yet careful of the large and armed man.<br>Before they could speak Barrage initiated the negotiations "You want to make some quick cash?" of course that caught their attention, looking Wraith over with an appriciating looks.<br><br>"Well if I can have a taste of that broad" one of the gangers started. Barrage gave a frown and looked to the guy who looked like a lieutenant. "If you dont get your crew under control, its not going to be pretty... either we talk buisness, or you let them play you for the fool". Barrage gave the offending man an intimidating look, he was almost two heads taller then him and at least twice as broad.<br><br>"Cool down man... abit to fancy suit for slumming it with an Ingram" the leader noted.<br>"Our date got interrupted, the men who did so are now dead" Barrage said cooly. "I want to buy safe passage through your turf. What will it cost us?"<br><br>The leader looked them both over then seemed to ponder "300 nuyen apiece" <br>A high price for merely letting them be but there wasnt much many other choices he nodded and transfered half of the money. "The rest you get when we leave safely" Barrage added to the transaction.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 04:31:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked innocent.&nbsp; Even with the height that her heels gave her, she was still woefully tiny next to her massive companion.&nbsp; Her weapon hidden behind her back, making her appear to just be the larger man's girl.&nbsp; Though her finger would slide against the trigger, adding just enough pressure to take it to within a hairs breadth of firing.&nbsp; Her eyes sweeping the men gathered.&nbsp; Even so much as to raise a dismissive eyebrow at the talk of using her as.. collateral.&nbsp; She did not bother to reply.&nbsp; Rather, lowering her eyes lightly.&nbsp; Just an innocent bit of flesh caught in the crossfire.&nbsp; Not dangerous at all..<br><br>Her Lover's plan seemed to be to make a deal with the hoodlums.&nbsp; Though she was sure that he knew as well as she did that they couldn't be trusted an inch.&nbsp; Her entire body tingled slightly, that edge of violence. Shifting her weapon so it was between herself and her date, easily hidden by his large body.&nbsp; She would nod lightly at his decision to only give them half of the agreed to amount.&nbsp; A smart move, they may even follow through.&nbsp; <br><br>Biting her lip she wondered, to herself, how safe it would be to leave them alive, even if they did follow through.&nbsp; After all, if they allowed them through for coin, they were just as likely to point out their whereabouts for more chips.&nbsp; That ruthless little smile that managed to come off just shy of adorable.&nbsp; Already planning how they could be taken out with the least amount of mess.&nbsp; Pressing more firmly against her companion's side.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 15:46:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A message popped up on her Heads Up Display, it was from one of Barrage accounts that she knew of.<br>"Should we take them out and leave a mess or let them be and head off in one direction then once out of sight head elsewhere? Dissinformation could help us" he needed her full suport in this leaving her in the dark was not an option, it was rather obvious that Barrage had put on his game face.<br><br>The Gang agreed the money switched hands, and they got taken through the gangs turf. Barrage looked to Wraith as they started to get close to the "border" wanting to know what she thought, at least they had gotten this far, it was now or never, to cut the cord or to try and spread dissinformation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 08:19:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She would grind her teeth lightly, though her expression was almost angelic.&nbsp; Almost a little daft.&nbsp; The pretty little thing on the dangerous man's arms.&nbsp; The answer was sent back to him quietly.&nbsp; No sign that they were communicating visible to the naked eye.&nbsp; Her fingers lightly caressing the inside of his arm. “Misinformation, if we can manage it, if not.. No Witnesses.”&nbsp; It was no secret that she wanted to break into violence.&nbsp; Yet his words held a shred of truth.&nbsp; Someone pointing in the wrong direction was much better than leaving a trail that might lead them in the right direction, eventually.<br><br>She would smile, for all the world, as though nothing was wrong.&nbsp; Resting her cheek against his forearm.&nbsp; One of the big men escorting them would glance at her with narrowed eyes, and she would flash him a cute, vacant smile.&nbsp; Her wide blue eyes meeting his own calmly.&nbsp; As if she were too stupid to know the danger they were in.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>05-04-2009, 16:45:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They walked with the gang through their territory, it went rather well till the gangers pistol whiped Barrage as they were closing the edge of the territory, Already worn out from his castings.. he went out like a light, crumbling down on the dirty pavement. The rest of the gangers, threw themselves onto Wrath not knowing what she was capable, only thinking of the good time they were going to have with her. One each grabbed her arms trying to make sure she couldnt run, not yet having noticed that she was actually packing as well.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>05-04-2009, 17:03:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She had spent the whole walk with her arm seemingly wrapped around her 'Good Time'&nbsp; or so it would seem to the Bangers.&nbsp; Her head resting against the larger man's chest, his arm curled protectively around her agile body.&nbsp; As though he were protecting a fragile vase.&nbsp; In reality.. Her hand was curled up under her Lover's shirt, her SMG hidden against his body, her finger resting on the outside of the trigger, knowing he trusted her enough not to accidentally shoot him.&nbsp; Her own pistol was hidden against the inside of her thigh where it wouldn't bulge obviously.<br><br>The moment Barrage went down, her hand was jerked free of his shirt, the SMG caught in the material, yanked from her fingers even as the Bangers grabbed her arms.&nbsp; Jerking them away from her body.&nbsp; The girl seeming easy meat right up until the point when she would lean into the man to her left, using him to balance her body as her right foot took his partner in the side of his head.. The heeled boot leaving a bloody gauge in his face.&nbsp; Her hand, freed, would grab the pistol from between her leg, pulling it free in one smooth motion and shooting a bullet into his partner's head, freeing her other arm, neatly.<br><br>“I think there has been a mistake, boys.. We paid for safe passage..&nbsp; I aim to get my money's worth..”&nbsp; She grins as she leans down, keeping the gun trained on the leader as she would retrieve her SMG from Barrages back..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>05-04-2009, 18:26:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The ganger she kicked was swearing and holding his face, the leader seeming to have lost control of his band of gangers as the rest now were going for her as well.<br>&nbsp;Two additional gangers launched themselves onto her to get her away from the guns as the man, who she freed herself from, moved after her, seeming to want to grab her, but went for a gut punch instead. The three others closed in on her as well but did so with more caution.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aestas</strong> on <strong>05-04-2009, 18:42:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Sam was moving in such a way to get closer to her Lover.&nbsp; He wasn't moving.&nbsp; She wanted to panic, to check his pulse, anything.&nbsp; Unfortunately, she was not allowed that leisure.&nbsp; The men coming at her quick and fast.&nbsp; Her brows drawing downwards as she would catch that thick fist in the abdomen, falling backwards, her body sprawled over her companion.&nbsp; Her single pistol raising to shoot the guy in the face.&nbsp; “Shit.. You had better get back unless you all want more of the same..”<br><br>Was that her voice?&nbsp; It sounded strained.. Breathless.. The Sam arching, trying to grab the gun that was hidden under her Lover's shirt.&nbsp; She'd be damned if she let them go out like this.. Her fingers curling around the handle, jerking it downwards, though her arm was still trapped under her own body, making it useless for the moment.. <br><br>The dark haired Street Samurai tried to keep the men off her with that gun.. Trying to keep them from getting too close.. But with one pistol and multiple targets.. She was beginning to think she was done for..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Who needs SIN when you got a gun?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>01-05-2009, 07:08:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The men stormed her all at once, like a pack of wild animals, but not acting out of loyalty or carefore eachother but in gambit, her defensive fire only managed to catch two of her attackers, they slumped to the ground before getting to close to her, the rest didnt seemed shocked at their comrades fall, They had pulled the short straw.<br><br>The three remaining men tried their best to dissarm the struggling Street Sam grabbing her arm and hand to pry the gun from it, as well as land some punches to subdue her best they could, or catch her in a lock.
			</dd>
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