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| II. White Robe; Open doors for dead woman walking | |
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| Kayla | Dec 17 2009, 07:41 PM Post #221 |
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"We all need to find uniforms," Sam says. "They need to fit you as close as possible, girls. Kill someone if you have to. They have mostly female employees here." |
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| lost_dark_soul | Dec 17 2009, 07:43 PM Post #222 |
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"And don't forget, ID and things. Just in case." Fiona said. |
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| Kayla | Dec 19 2009, 03:12 PM Post #223 |
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The others stepped out of the car and headed for the compound, each taking a different way inside. |
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| lost_dark_soul | Dec 19 2009, 03:22 PM Post #224 |
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It wasn't long found a perfect candidate, a lady walking through the base who bore quite a close match to herself, there were a few differences, hair colour and length has well as eye colour, but with a wash in wash out dye, her hair in a bun and coloured contact lenses, no-one would tell the difference, and of course make up to add unique marks that the women had that Fiona didn't. Unfortunately, she didn't put up much of a fight, Fiona couldn't risk getting into one, a sneak attack was the only way. The body would be disposed of later. And thankfully, her ID gave Fiona information on her quarters so she could prepare fully. |
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| Kayla | Dec 19 2009, 03:30 PM Post #225 |
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The other members found a room with lockers, bunks, and plenty of uniforms. This was temporary living quarters for the staff on duty today. Fiona would be impersonating the head executioner, so that woman had her own private quarters. Sam, Yoko, and Lauren dressed and prepared in silence. They had already found out the names of the people who were set to be the shooters, and they had disposed of these people. No one would notice they hadn't showed up. They weren't important enough. |
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| lost_dark_soul | Dec 19 2009, 03:38 PM Post #226 |
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Fiona spent her time preparing. She decided, ginger was definitely not a good permanent look for her and was thankful the dye lasted one wash. Next was make up, she had to look good or people would suspect. She had to get every detail right, including a mole that needed to be placed on her collar bone. |
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| Kayla | Dec 19 2009, 04:13 PM Post #227 |
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Angelica layed in her cell, located underground. There was no window, only stone walls. There was a cot and a metal table, as well as a small shower, sink, and toilet. There was even a toothbrush and towel. She lay staring at the ceiling. There were no sounds here, and that was eerie. She knew enough about prisons and execution compounds to know people were constantly making noise, and the noise was supposed to get louder at midnight, when someone would die. It was their own way of protesting. She turned on her side, restless, then stood up and mechanically walked to the sink. She took the toothbrush and began brushing, just for something to do. She had to look her best for her death.... Did she really believe that she was going to die? She noticed herself in the mirror for the first time, and an image of the long hall leading to the execution room appeared in her mind. She shook her head and angrily spit water and toothpaste at the mirror. She slammed the toothbrush down and stepped into the shower, hoping the warm water would relax her. If she would indeed die today, she certainly wouldn't go down trembling in fear. The baby kicked impatiently. |
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| lost_dark_soul | Dec 19 2009, 04:18 PM Post #228 |
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Fiona began to dress, she checked to make sure there was no fluff or anything on the uniform that would incriminate her and then ensure she was has neat and tidy has possible. When she was dressed and everything was ready, she knew it was time to make her way to meet the others, there was one last bit of preparation that needed to be done. |
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| Kayla | Dec 19 2009, 04:20 PM Post #229 |
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The others were now dressed in their uniforms. Sam had hair cut very short and the girls put their hair up in buns which were concealed by the hats they wore. |
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| lost_dark_soul | Dec 19 2009, 04:27 PM Post #230 |
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Fiona walked up to them, she was starting to get nervous, but she knew she had to hold her composure to the exact right time. She smiled at the other when she caught up with them. "Your hair suits you like that." Fiona said to Sam. "And now for the guns." Fiona added. |
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| Kayla | Dec 19 2009, 04:30 PM Post #231 |
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There was a rack of them on the far wall. They each took one. "All loaded with blanks," Sam said. |
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| lost_dark_soul | Dec 19 2009, 04:45 PM Post #232 |
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Fiona nodded. "Good, take some real bullets just in case something happens and we need to dispose of someone for real before we reveal ourselves." Fiona said. |
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| Kayla | Dec 19 2009, 04:52 PM Post #233 |
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"Got 'em." |
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| lost_dark_soul | Dec 19 2009, 04:53 PM Post #234 |
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Fiona nodded again. "Great, anything else before we go?" Fiona asked to double check. |
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| Kayla | Dec 19 2009, 05:00 PM Post #235 |
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"Everything is in place," Lauren said. * * * Meanwhile, Angelica dried off and sat at her table. A woman entered. She sat a plate in front of Angelica. She looked down. A hamburger and french fries. Nothing she had ever eaten or wanted to eat. She carelessly slid the tray off the table and it slammed into the wall, dry, stale "food" falling onto the table. "You can do better than that," she snapped at the uniformed woman. |
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| lost_dark_soul | Dec 19 2009, 05:06 PM Post #236 |
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"Let's get going, it's a long walk, and we need to be cautious all the way." Fiona said. |
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| Kayla | Dec 19 2009, 05:21 PM Post #237 |
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They went to the door and out into the hall and stood there, waiting for Fiona to get in front. They would have to stand in a V formation. * * * The woman sat a bottle of alcohol in front of Angelica, as well as a glass. She drank and was handcuffed. Another woman came in and the two led Angelica out of her cell. |
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| lost_dark_soul | Dec 19 2009, 05:24 PM Post #238 |
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Fiona got in front, at this point she was really nervous, but didn't hide it, she kept a straight face has she began leading them forward. |
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| Kayla | Dec 19 2009, 05:31 PM Post #239 |
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They marched like soldiers, carrying the rifles on their shoulders. Their footsteps echoed loud through long hall leading to the execution chamber. * * * Angelica walked down the long hall leading to the chamber, the women at her sides. She considered knocking them both unconscious, but she was too heavily pregnant to get much anywhere, plus she was cuffed (which normally wouldn't pose much of a problem). |
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| lost_dark_soul | Dec 19 2009, 05:42 PM Post #240 |
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They marched until they arrived in a big open room, there was a hole in the roof where people stood watching the scene below, nothing was in the room accept guards and a platform with a pole coming from it, and atop the pole was a set of handcuffs to hold the criminal in place. Fiona took one glance around as she walked in and reminded herself to avoid eye contact with Angelica in case she couldn't stop herself from doing something stupid. |
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