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Jean: 'Kay. I know a good place with a nice view. *He smiles at her.* Jean: And yes, I'd be up for anything.
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Jean: Hmm... wanna go for a walk? Or lunch? Or go shopping? I'm up for anything. *He turns over and looks at her adoringly.*
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*He holds them up, laying down on the mattress.* Jean: Ces v
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Jean: No, why would I do that? *He looks at her and smiles from his spot on the mattress, which is still in the middle of the living room.*
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Jean: Oh! Like Achilles and Bean in that American novel from... *He frowns.* Jean: I think it was a few centuries ago. Anyway, yeah, I gotcha.
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*He blinks.* Jean: A hit team of a pair of opposite numbers? *He tilts his head and and smiles at her.*
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OOC: Her? Oh no, she was a slave. Practically, an Associate means a normal guy that works for a guy in the Illuminati, but doesn't really know about the Illuminati. Also, I'm still working on the name... Jean: And you need my permission? *He smiles teasingly at her.*
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OOC: You think they would have sent the TRIBBLE-kicking Officers to a crime scene? Besides, this guy is supposed to be the badass that doesn't get killed until the plot says so! *Jean smiles, a little embarrassed.* Jean: Well... it would be nice.
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OOC: Illuminati evil discovery scene! *A man in a dark suit and glasses walks into the crime scene, looking around. The police automatically focus on him, and one moves over to him.* Officer: Sir, please step away. This is an active crime scene. *The man looks at the Officer, then lightly taps the Officer's temple. The…
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OOC: Indeed. *Meanwhile, Xi is sitting outside Tara A's room, meditating.*
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Jean: Could always go at the same time. *He smiles at her, raising an eyebrow seductively.*
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*A Tulwar class Warbird warps into space by the convoy.*
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OOC: Sorry, went to lunch as well. Jean: Other than admire you and your beauty? *He smiles at her, then sniffs and frowns.* Jean: Belle?
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*He nods.* OOC: Be back in an hour or so.
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Jean: Oh... okay. *He walks into the bedroom.*
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Jean: I have a feeling this is going to hurt... *He braces himself insitinctually.*
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Jean: Tout ce que vous dites, Belle... *He comes at, swinging a left at her guard, then stops it and goes for a kick at her right.*
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Jean: Okay. *He settles down into his stance, adopting almost an exact replica of what it was before, and starts looking her over.* Jean: Clara?
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*He smiles back inadvertently, his resolve melting.* Jean, reluctantly: Okay, Belle... *He throws a quick right jab at her face.*
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Jean: What? *He blinks, not liking the idea of hitting a girl, especially one that just kissed him.*
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*He tries to copy her, and gets it mostly right, except for a few minor things.*
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Jean: A-a little... *He looks embarrassed, bringing his hands down and sticking them in his pockets. He looks away from her and slumps his shoulders.*
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*He puts up his fists, protecting his face, and widens his feet a bit. Overall, it's a pretty pathetic attempt, though.*
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Jean: O-o-okay... *He puts on the vest, and starts putting on the tape.*
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Jean: Uhm? *He looks at her, his head tilted in confusion.*
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Jean: I don't know. It was just one of those 'More at a certain time' things. *He sighs and leans his head back, looking at the ceiling.* Jean: I never expected anything like this to happen to me...
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Jean: It wasn't us, if that's what you're asking. *He rubs his shoulders, getting a chill.* Jean: Some device in their brains killed them...
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Jean: The news... they found the bodies... *He looks depressed as he says it, and looks away from her.*
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Jean, muttering: We didn't kill them... *He squints at the screen.* Jean: But then... who did? *He blinks as he notices Clara, then gets embarrassed at his reaction.* Jean: Sorry Clara, did I wake you up?
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*Starts looking around for Jade.*