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Originally posted by coquette13. Ben laughed the laugh of a person knowing that he was indeed talking to a walking deadman. "Chocolate...yes that's it Doyle chocolate" he said, trying desperately not to reveal his true emotions. He failed miserably as Sheila pointed out after he'd hung up the phone. "My god Ben could you not have tried just a bit harder to be at least a smidgen more controlled?" "What do you mean?" he said with very little authority. "I thought I'd chosen the right man but after a performance like that I see that I hadn't". " Oh how I wish I'd turned the gun on you instead of Doyle".
12. "Enjoying another little square of chocolate are we, there, Ben, eh?"
Originally posted by Great Big Stees14. Shocked! Absolutely SHOCKED! Turned the gun on me? How could you say such a thing! And after all we've been through. He hung his head in sorrow. Alas, there was no purpose, no meaning. He realized that it would end up as one lame excuse after another. Nothing left. The box of chocolates was, in a sense, empty.
13. Ben laughed the laugh of a person knowing that he was indeed talking to a walking deadman. "Chocolate...yes that's it Doyle chocolate" he said, trying desperately not to reveal his true emotions. He failed miserably as Sheila pointed out after he'd hung up the phone. "My god Ben could you not have tried just a bit harder to be at least a smidgen ...[text shortened]... see that I hadn't". " Oh how I wish I'd turned the gun on you instead of Doyle".
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Originally posted by coquette15. He'd make sure of that as he "scarfed down" the last of the chocolates. As he did so he noticed a twitch from Sheila's left hand and he knew what was coming so he lunged to the right just in time to see the flash as her Saturday night special exploded. His timing was perfect as the slug embedded into the sofa they'd just, 15 minutes earlier, made passionate love on. His mouth curled into a sneer as he took the whatsit (star shaped thingy Ninjah people use as a wepon) out of his pocket and hurled it into her neck. It caught the jugular vien and well as they say the rest is history. He removed the weapon from her blood soaked neck and was walking out when..........
14. Shocked! Absolutely SHOCKED! Turned the gun on me? How could you say such a thing! And after all we've been through. He hung his head in sorrow. Alas, there was no purpose, no meaning. He realized that it would end up as one lame excuse after another. Nothing left. The box of chocolates was, in a sense, empty.
17. "Look," said Ron in frustration, "we have to make this look real. No one is going to believe this unless you to find some way to make this believable." Angelina just sighed and said, "We can do it again, but I have no idea what you are looking for. I feel that I already AM Sheila, she is so much like me!"
20. Ron thought about what was needed and came to the conclusion that the scene would have to do for today. The light was fading over the Limpopo as were the stars. The little boy who had fallen in, back in the first book had grown an inch and matured considerably, his eyes fixed on the beautiful heroine.
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Originally posted by coquette(21. Parenthetical flashback...
20. Ron thought about what was needed and came to the conclusion that the scene would have to do for today. The light was fading over the Limpopo as were the stars. The little boy who had fallen in, back in the first book had grown an inch and matured considerably, his eyes fixed on the beautiful heroine.
‘Omega Millennium’, Chapter One, March, 2008
Setting: “Growing up on the happy banks of the River Limpopo.” -Coquette
18. Meanwhile, in Slovenia, a small boy was growing up. –Handy Andy
19. " how wonderful it is to be growing up in slovenia " ,he thought , " it's probably comparable to growing up in the west bank of the limpopo " –Cairn
25. Seemed such a strange sight indeed, as I think back on it... the village prodigy of a gentle boy and the large self appointed agent, whose least movement Vladimir’s shaggy dog viewed suspiciously from the protective vantage point of his master's side. -gb
26. Then, without the slightest provocation, Vlad's dog, “Garlic", lunged, at nothing in particular, catapolting Vlad like a rocket towards the Limpopo. Vlad had a look of terror on his face, knowing that he couldn't swim. Great Big Stees,
30. All of these still vivid memories I found myself reminiscing on during that longer than usual/hotter than usual shower the stormy evening of the major new server related RHP outage. -gb)
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