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Post by Red Queen on Jan 21, 2013 8:13:28 GMT -6
Ranka wasn't the only one appreciating the fine detail of their projection. Red Queen has been observing him from his reaction to the data all the way down to the coy grin that exposed his fangs. Holographic crimson eyes looking into the humanoid's own for what felt like an eternity before she finally spoke.
“I'm glad.”
There was just one more minor detail to fix up.
Alias: Red King
Perfect.
“What are your orders, Mister Darkbroode?” |
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Post by Ranka on Jan 21, 2013 18:12:38 GMT -6
The vampire only took a moment to give his answer.
''Delete Vulture's playlist.''
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Post by Red Queen on Jan 29, 2013 14:33:58 GMT -6
The Red Queen pulled up Vulture's files, spinning through them at speeds only a computer could ever hope to move in before pulling up the playlist. Her eyes looking over the file before it would disappear from the computer monitor and into the recycle bin where it was deleted permanently.
“Done.” |
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