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STATEMENT FROM SERAFIMA:

It has emerged that a rep from Sparklemist has been leaking or possibly selling vital information about Serafima's uranium mining project. This is very dangerous and we urge the nation that bought the papers please burn them, they are no use anymore; also dirty rumours have been spread about Ivy after the incident with the Sanctphrax general.

Morgaine.

IC:RP:
Ivy was dressed to kill, she had a loose belt on with her huge shot gun on her left side and the pistol on her right- her cat suit tightly clasped to her body- at the front it was slightly zipped low, mid cleavage.

HOW COULD SOMEONE FUCKING DO THIS TO ME

as she walked her stillettos clicked on the polished floor of the Sparklemist government building; she got out a cigarette and smoked it heavily.

She saw the door and slammed it open; in front of her the general was sitting there typing and was on the phone- when he saw her be put the phone down slowly and shocked
'Yes?' he asked slowly.

Ivy took the pistol out of her holder and held it out in front of her ready to shoot the bastard who had ruined her life..............

that's not me right???
the general I mean!

Official Statement from the Alexian Empire's Emperial Goverment:





There were papers up for sale?!Aww damn..........

'WHY THE FUCK DID YOU SELL THOSE CONFIDENTIAL PAPERS' She said storming up to his desk, thrusting the pistol in the middle of his forehead, she could see he was worried,

'well you stupid bastard answer me' Ivy said, thrusting it further into his face-

'What?' he replied.

'don't what me you crazy arse, you sold those papers and you spread bullshit about me and some general' Ivy spat at him, he stamped one leg onto the table and leant forward, revealing a majority or her bust, for a moment his eyes looked down and she slapped the side of his face with the pistol.

'See! you're a fucking pervert, I would be doing this nation a whole lot of good killing you' she said, spitting her finished cigarette at him.

Dumpsterdam, Duniash City, Imperial Palace.

Rift sat at his desk overlooking the city and its riverports, he walked over to the window with a piece of paper in his hands and sniffed the fresh morning air.
Its a good morning, but... He muttered to himself as he fiddeld around with some weapons. I need more. As he threw the paper out of the window and brought a flamethrower up to the open window, incinerating the entire package of paper in one quick burst of flames.

I love the smell of burning napalm in the morning.... He said as he walked over to his desk and began his breakfast.

Dumpsterdam, Duniash City, Imperial Palace.

Rift sat at his desk overlooking the city and its riverports, he walked over to the window with a piece of paper in his hands and sniffed the fresh morning air.
Its a good morning, but... He muttered to himself as he fiddeld around with some weapons. I need more. As he threw the paper out of the window and brought a flamethrower up to the open window, incinerating the entire package of paper in one quick burst of flames.

I love the smell of burning napalm in the morning.... He said as he walked over to his desk and began his breakfast.



what?

ooc: wrong thread me thinks :)

OoC: As in, we've bought the papers ;)

Ivy still stood with the gun at the generals head.

'Well what the fuck are you gonna do about it?' She snapped, lighting a cigarette.
The general just sat there, casually........

She then walked back towards the door and pulled the trigger, the bullet seemed to go slowly through the air, everything went very slowly then the bullet made a deep impact- Ivy felt no shame at all, she turned, zipped up her top, she knelt down next to the corpse and left a sprig of poison ivy, and kissed his lips.

'Hmmm nice bloke and all' she said almost disappointed she kicked his body and locked the door, she walked down the corridor swinging her hips, she let her high blond ponytail down and shook her hair loose..........

Ivy still stood with the gun at the generals head.

'Well what the fuck are you gonna do about it?' She snapped, lighting a cigarette.
The general just sat there, casually........

She then walked back towards the door and pulled the trigger, the bullet seemed to go slowly through the air, everything went very slowly then the bullet made a deep impact- Ivy felt no shame at all, she turned, zipped up her top, she knelt down next to the corpse and left a sprig of poison ivy, and kissed his lips.

'Hmmm nice bloke and all' she said almost disappointed she kicked his body and locked the door, she walked down the corridor swinging her hips, she let her high blond ponytail down and shook her hair loose..........
OOC: How did you know that it was him???

'Now i just need to find a man' Ivy said, unusually for a woman she could kill people all day and feel great; although she did feel an unusual amount of sexual pleasure from killing Bourne, now all she had to do was to find the nation who bought the papers.

She carried on walking, winking at all the geeky computer technicians as they stared at her......face.

OOC: because Nialla at the Intell office traced phone calls and the wiring of money. That Nialla she is amazing, surprising that she hasnt found a man yet........... oh well!