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Post by Sydney on Oct 29, 2006 18:03:53 GMT -5
((What do you mean? Like...is he rapist material?))
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Post by Irene on Oct 29, 2006 18:05:51 GMT -5
((We already know he's a cold-blooded killer and a womanizer. My thoughts are, he gets enough violence on the job- he doesn't need more in his personal life. But who knows?))
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Post by Sydney on Oct 29, 2006 18:07:21 GMT -5
((True...but he doesn't have a history. I mean...he has a future but--ugh! You get what I'm talking about right? So Syd can just testify and say that he's a good guy and it would pass.))
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Post by Irene on Oct 29, 2006 18:28:55 GMT -5
((Right. We all know how impartial these courts are. ![:))](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/cheesy.png) )
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Post by Sydney on Oct 29, 2006 18:30:17 GMT -5
((LOL! Oh! I found a few Sark photos and he's in an orange prison suit. I'll PM you. ;D))
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Post by sark on Oct 29, 2006 19:04:32 GMT -5
*Is taken back to await execution*
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Post by Sydney on Oct 29, 2006 19:08:00 GMT -5
Sydney stormed into the prison and demanded to see Sark.
One guard stepped infront of her, "Please leave, miss."
"Get. Out. Of. My way..." She bit out through her clenched teeth, "Or I will make you get out of my way."
The police officers glanced at each other then moved away at which point she stormed into the room Sark was in.
They made eye contact and Sydney just stared at him furious.
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Post by sark on Oct 29, 2006 19:11:15 GMT -5
*Looks up from where he is sitting* Hello, Sydney. It seems like only yesterday we were trying to kill each other.
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Post by Sydney on Oct 29, 2006 19:13:55 GMT -5
"Are you worried at all?" She shouted completely enraged at his lack of emotion.
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Post by sark on Oct 29, 2006 19:17:57 GMT -5
"How do you want me to act? Of course I care. If I'm going to be killed, I'd rather it at least be for a crime I actually comitted. But I'm not going to let those bastards think they've broken me."
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Post by Sydney on Oct 29, 2006 19:24:31 GMT -5
Syd heaved a sigh and looked away.
She thought for a moment..."The Vicomte's going to pay for what he did, not you. I swear I'll get him to talk." Syd looked straight into his eyes. "I'm going to make that son of a bitch suffer."
Syd turned to leave then turned back to Sark, "Just..." she swallowed hard, "Just..um...stay alive until then, alright?"
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Post by sark on Oct 29, 2006 19:25:41 GMT -5
*Sark's eyes met Sydney's and a hint of a smile crossed his lips* Thank you. For everything.
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Post by Sydney on Oct 29, 2006 19:30:23 GMT -5
Syd clenched her jaw tight to prevent it from quivering. She lifted on corner of her mouth, making a small smile.
As she turned and left, one tear drop made its way down her cheek. She paused for a moment to wipe it off then stormed out of the place giving the policemen a sharp glances.
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Post by sark on Oct 29, 2006 19:33:21 GMT -5
*Once he is sure that Sydney is gone and cannot see or here him, Sark whispers her name* Sydney. I love you.
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Post by sark on Oct 29, 2006 19:41:47 GMT -5
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