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Post by Queen C on May 17, 2006 16:29:52 GMT -5
*~Continue from Dreams Of Destruction....~*
Parking her car was fun, and she knew there were probably a bunch of unanswered calls to mark down, but in a way she didn’t care and knew it would keep her mind off of her dream last night. “Sorry I am late I over slept and my head was throbbing like nobody’s business….”
She moved to the desk and smiled when she saw no called. “O thank god, cause I thought there would be like a hundred of them.” Smiling she slipped something into her back pocket with a smile.
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Post by Angel on May 17, 2006 16:37:03 GMT -5
Angel walked down the stairs, still buttoning up his shirt, he saw Cordelia had arrived, earlier then usual, that was odd, she never came in early.
He walked to the reception desk and smiled to her "Morning Cordelia"
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Post by Carver on May 17, 2006 16:43:50 GMT -5
Carver left the car parked outside, walking up the steps while Marcus waddled behind. He caught up, eventually going first, and made his way through the main doors, pushing them both open, and smiling widely.
"Good Morning! Is this...Angel investigations? You help the helpless? Because I'm in need of some help."
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Post by Queen C on May 17, 2006 16:45:41 GMT -5
"angel its the afternoon, i am late..." she shruged. "...but ok i am early, that sounds good to me." she smiled and noticed the men that came in.
"Good Morning! Is this...Angel investigations? You help the helpless? Because I'm in need of some help."
"Yea this is angel investigations, and this is angel. how can we help you?" SHe smiled even thou she felt like killing someone. her face was still throbing.
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Post by Angel on May 17, 2006 16:45:55 GMT -5
Angel looked at the two men, he recognised one of them from Wolfram & Hart, the other he did not know, he stepped forward "What do you want?" he said souding a little annoyed by their presence.
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Post by Queen C on May 17, 2006 16:47:00 GMT -5
"angel don't be fresh." She smiled. "sorry he is a little grumpy."
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Post by Carver on May 17, 2006 16:48:01 GMT -5
He smiled again, sizing up Angel. "My name Marcus Gates, I'm head of Special Projects from Wolfram and Hart. And this is Gene Carver Hein."
"We've met." said Carver, looking over at Angel.
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Post by Queen C on May 17, 2006 16:51:16 GMT -5
"on second thought angel, be as mean as you like..." Cordy hated Wolfram and hart, so it was now a whole diffrent ball of wax as they say.
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Post by Angel on May 17, 2006 16:58:52 GMT -5
Angel clenched his fists "I thought you where aware, your firm is not welcome in this hotel" he eyed Carver, he didn't look tough and if things kept going the way he thought they where, maybe he'd show Carver his bad side.
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Post by Carver on May 17, 2006 17:01:04 GMT -5
"We're not here to threaten you, we just want to know the location of a problem. For you, and me. Mr Henry Elder." said Marcus.
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Post by Angel on May 17, 2006 17:04:28 GMT -5
Angel cocked his head as if thinking then he shrugged and shook his head "No one by that name staying here"
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Post by Winifred Burkle on May 17, 2006 17:07:29 GMT -5
Fred heard voices from downstairs and tip toed to the railings. Crouching like a child she listened in, hoping there would not be any violence
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Post by Queen C on May 17, 2006 17:07:54 GMT -5
Cordy was tempted to turn over that son of a bitch, but she knew angel always had a plan, so she just agree. She picked up the hotel book and nodded.
"Sorry no one by that name checked in..." she smiled venomously.
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Post by Carver on May 17, 2006 17:09:06 GMT -5
"Really?" asked Carver, butting in. He stepped forward, past Marcus, until he was closer to Angel. "The Senior Partners has wasted a lot of time and resources on you. I wouldn't have bothered, you've caused a lot of trouble for me, Ms. Lilah Morgan, Holland Manners, and the entire firm. Just tell us where he is. I know he came here."
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Post by Angel on May 17, 2006 17:11:17 GMT -5
Angel rolled his eyes and sighed "Look, there's no one here by that name, now just turn around, go through that door and never come back"
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