Lyra: Upgrade complete
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Thread Topic: Lyra: Upgrade complete
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Which doesn't work, in my experiance. Have Lyra tell you about Sangsar. -drives off-
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Ben: -goes to find Lyra-
Lily: -takes her to her own room-
Hm. -starts getting ready- -
Lyra: -looking absent, but really doing trillions of calculations per second-
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Ben: Arch said to ask if you could inform me on what's his name.
Lily go find Frey.
Lily: okay. -slips away- Oh, you look so hot by the way. -grins and walks away- -
Lyra: Sangsar? Not a who, where. Sangsar was a town in Afganhistan, home to a warlord, Abdul Laleem. This was before, long before he met Ally. Arch was part of Task Force 501, hunting a--holes, as he said. He hunted Laleem, but was hampered by CIA, who had Laleem under their control. Both had the same goal, but they messed each other up.
Frey: -in his room, working out- -
Ben: -nods- So.. What about if Ally goes to this dinner? She just wants to prove a point.
Lily: -opens his door and stands in doorway- -
Lyra: Same goal, differant tactics. He will finesse it, picking a time and place to move. She... Will do anything I cannot calculate what.
Frey: -looks up as he does push ups- Hey. Want to stand on my back and make the next fifty a tiny challenge? -grins- -
Ben: Should I let her go or..?
Lily: I suppose. Are you going tonight? Oh, don't look up my dress. -kicks off shoes and steps on to his back- -
Lyra: You couldn't stop her, even he couldn't. -smiles softly-
Frey: Yeah, I just need to work out first. -pounds out fifty reps in a minute.- -
Ben: They both are stubborn. -grins-
Ben? Come on get ready. -wears a crimson red dress, tight fitting, slit from ankle up to her mid-thigh, hair cascading down back-
Lily: -keeps balance- This is so cute, you working out and me being your reward. :3 -
Lyra: I'll be watching, Ben. -flickers out-
Frey: -smiles, staying- Can you get off now, or do you want another fifty?
-gets back, push-dragging a guy in a black hood downstairs- -
Ben: -nods and goes to get ready-
Lily: -plays with his hair- The question is, do you want me to move? -grins, sitting now-
-walks downstairs- Who's that? -
Frey: Nah, I like this -cranes his head to look at her-
Ries. -throws the man into a cell and shuts the door- He's lucky. -
Lily: -stands up then sits back down next to him instead-
Hm. -peers at the man- Why didn't you just kill him? -tilts head, already irritated by the dress- -
Frey: -sits up next to her- You look beautiful. -smiles-
Because, you don't get answers from a cold, dead, body. Even if he isn't our guy, I can still tell the FBI. -grins, then looks at her, then falls over, mock dead-
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