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~Kem
I land on topo, início of a building instead of going início like I was going to at 1st. Detectives were already on the scene, I could sense them from here, crawling over it like roaches in a nasty hotel. I pull off my leather clothes I had on and put on the other clothes I had stored in my shadow. After changing and making my demon clothes part of my shadow, I walk down the steps leading into the building and smile. J-Karry orphanage the sign read. I walk into a room and 5 kids ranging from 5 to 10 are sitting in a círculo talking about 'Rescue', which is what the kids call me. 'Course...none of 'em...
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~Clark
“so....ur a cop, huh?”
“i completed the academy” I say “specialized in undercover.”
“an undercover cop,” the sheriff says “we'll c about that.”
I nod, trying 2 restrain myself from reaching over and strangling the guy. Maybe it's just a pet peeve, I don't know how many people find it annoying when someone thinks they're better then u just because they've been on the job longer then u. it drives me nuts. “i would b happy 2 do anything u ask” I say, looking over 2 c the sheriff grinning at me.
“anything, hu? Oh, u can work 4 me, i've got a job 4 u. just as long as...
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As I see the apartment comes into view, the sun creeps over the sky scrapers, and the phrase “Crisp, cool morning air” really doesn't work here. No, mais like “Polluted, musky, and dingy air” Anywho, I shoot down down and disappear and reappear as a shadow along the ridge of the building por the window. I look in and see Ray. Slowly and carefully I mover along the shadows of the ridge through the small gap between the window and the frame. U know the one that's there and u think the window's shut but the gap's still there and then ur wondering where the hell the draft's coming from cos...
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