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Post by Sydney on Dec 2, 2006 18:00:50 GMT -5
Sydney smiled wryly and looked away.
"Paris is a dangerous place, Christian. I've seen fellow...investigators killed, tortured, mutilated...." She paused when she realized she was presenting an allegory of her days with SD-6 and the CIA.
"When I'm investigating affairs that involve nobility or the wealthy, which I've recently been mixed up in, I don't take chances. They've got money--lot's of it and they'll do anything to cover their tracks or get what they want."
Syd looked at Christian seriously, "I'd rather be well-equipt and paranoid than dead."
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Post by Christian on Dec 2, 2006 19:42:49 GMT -5
"Really? You'd be tracked down and killed for investigating? Hmm, maybe I haven't been in Paris long enough to find out. Although I have been here for several years now, and I've never heard of anything like this..."
Christian scratched his head in thought.
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Post by Sydney on Dec 2, 2006 19:50:57 GMT -5
Syd shrugged. "If I were to find evidence that would get them in trouble, yes. They wouldn't only track me down, they'd track...my friends down too," She said thinking of Francie, Danny and Will...
"As long..." Syd paused, "As long as you stay innocent, you won't have to see that side of Paris," She concluded softly.
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Post by Christian on Dec 2, 2006 19:59:42 GMT -5
"Wow. Then I didn't know Paris. Is there anything else I didn't know?" Christian asked.
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Post by Sydney on Dec 2, 2006 20:09:11 GMT -5
Sydney turned again and met Christian's eyes and observed him for some time...
Finally, she smiled and shook her head. She simply stated, "No." Syd pulled her sleeve back to check her watch. It was close to mid-night.
She got up, bid him good night and opened the door...darkness was all she saw. "You...er, mind if I stay here tonight?" She asked slightly embarassed.
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Post by Christian on Dec 2, 2006 20:13:20 GMT -5
Christian furrowed his eyebrows. "Why? What's wrong?"
He pushed himself off the bed and walked to Sydney's side to examine what was the matter. The hallway was pitch-black. Not a single candlelight flickered in the darkness.
"Hmm, I wonder what happened. This is a rather odd opera house. Don't you agree?"
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Post by Sydney on Dec 2, 2006 20:20:52 GMT -5
"Too odd, If you ask me," Syd muttered.
"I normally wouldn't mind but after what happened to Bella tonight...I don't want to climb two stories of stairs at mid-night. Call me silly but, like I said: I'd rather be paranoid and alive," She said.
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Post by Christian on Dec 2, 2006 20:25:15 GMT -5
"So would I," Christian whispered. He thought he saw a pair of yellow eyes in the dark, but when he looked again, it was gone. He rubbed his eyes. "Now I'm imagining things?"
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Post by Sydney on Dec 2, 2006 20:30:15 GMT -5
Syd chuckled and smiled brightly, "I think we're all on pins and needles after that incident."
Syd turned and looked at the room. "I'll...I'll sleep on the chair over there," She gestured to the chair in the corner of the room.
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Post by Christian on Dec 2, 2006 20:32:54 GMT -5
Christian looked in the direction to which she gestured. "The chair? No, I will not allow that. You can sleep on my bed and I'll sleep on the chair." He pulled Syd to his bed.
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Post by Sydney on Dec 2, 2006 20:33:11 GMT -5
((Oh! Pizza's here! Be back in a bit! xoxo))
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Post by Christian on Dec 2, 2006 20:33:44 GMT -5
((kk, ;D))
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Post by Belladonna on Dec 2, 2006 20:34:46 GMT -5
He pulled Syd to his bed. ((*grinds teeth* lol ;D))
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Post by Christian on Dec 2, 2006 20:35:55 GMT -5
((lol! ;D Lil' sis needs to use computer for research on Egypt. BYE!))
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Post by Sydney on Dec 2, 2006 20:49:40 GMT -5
((*Dies laughing!*))
Sydney stopped him. "No, no. The chair's fine," She said grogily and rubbed her eyes. "I insist. Besides, you need rest--proper rest. I can go a night without good sleep."
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