[KHR] Code of Silence
I want something to blow up…
Can I write about something blowing up?
Disclaimer: … I… don't… own… KHR…
Warning: OC, OOC- ness, AU
Classified File 037: Close
Written: Friday, June 05, 2009, 09:16:40 AM
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The gunshots and explosions drowned out his voice; she couldn't tell if he was swearing at their pursuers or shouting for her to hurry up. They suddenly ducked into an alleyway and he shielded her from view with his body. Their dark clothing allowed them to blend in the shadows and he hid his distinctive hair with his jacket hood.
She felt warm air washing over her as he tried to catch his breath; he tried to keep his breathing quiet.
'… He smells good,' she thought and then realized he was wearing the cologne she gave him for Christmas.
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A/N: WTF… There was supposed to be a tag-fight scene! /tantrum /goesbacktodrawingboard-
Only thing is... I don't know what blew up. (=_=||)
Can I write about something blowing up?
Disclaimer: … I… don't… own… KHR…
Warning: OC, OOC- ness, AU
Classified File 037: Close
Written: Friday, June 05, 2009, 09:16:40 AM
STANDBY FOR TRANSMISSION OF CLASSIFIED ARCHIVE FILE 037
Time: 10:23:10 PM
Location: Coordinates Blocked.
Note: Access to full surveillance file restricted to Guardian level.
Archive Summary: Surveillance file fragment of mission [number blocked].
Archive File Status: Downloading 59.96172435 percent complete...
BEGIN TRANSMISSION OF CLASSIFIED ARCHIVE FILE 037
The gunshots and explosions drowned out his voice; she couldn't tell if he was swearing at their pursuers or shouting for her to hurry up. They suddenly ducked into an alleyway and he shielded her from view with his body. Their dark clothing allowed them to blend in the shadows and he hid his distinctive hair with his jacket hood.
She felt warm air washing over her as he tried to catch his breath; he tried to keep his breathing quiet.
'… He smells good,' she thought and then realized he was wearing the cologne she gave him for Christmas.
TRANSMISSION OF CLASSIFIED ARCHIVE FILE 037 DISCONNECTED
RETRY TRANSMISSION (Y/N?)
A/N: WTF… There was supposed to be a tag-fight scene! /tantrum /goesbacktodrawingboard-
Only thing is... I don't know what blew up. (=_=||)