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Elizabeth March
Elizabeth March
Sleuth About Town

Nov-7-2009 22:10

"Brr... I'm cold."

Those were the first words that came out of Elizabeth March's mouth as she entered the hall of the well located house in London. Luckily, the place was warm and cozy.

Empty, too. She wondered were all the servants were.

Well, they'd show up, eventually. She could bet they were in the kitchen, talking and playing cards. She didn't mind. They deserved their rest and some fun.

With that in mind, she moved to the living room, dragged a chair near the fireplace and sat there, just staring at the roaring fire.

Much was in her mind. Her past life as a burglar still haunted her. All the wrong things she had done still lived in her nightmares. The woman let out a tired sigh. All that was in the past now.

She had a new life. An agency. Friends. A new name.

Yes. A new life.

It could be a better one, if she didn't have to carefully hide her past from everyone. She had to mind every word that came out of her mind. Every letter she received. Every phone call...

RING. RING.

Damn phone.

She sighed and got up, reluctantly.

"Hello."

"Miss Elizabeth March?"

"Yes. Who's there?"

"Just a friend who wants you to know that dreams may shatter like glass..."

"What, what do you..."

He had hung up, and so did she.

She was still standing by the phone, trembling, when she heard the footsteps. She didn't turn around. It was probably just one of the servants. Yes, it was Gerald, her butler.

He had asked something whose meaning she couldn't reach. Maybe how she was.

"Sorry, Gerald. I'm fine. I was talking on the phone, and felt slightly light-headed."

She forced a smile to the man. He smiled back.

"Maybe you should take a bath and rest, ma'am.", the man suggested, carefully.

"Not now. I've got a phone call to make. After that, I'll do what you say."

She watched as the man left the room and picked the phone back up. She dialed a number, hoping the person on the other side was home. (...)


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Joseph Zeo
Joseph Zeo
Tale Spinner

Nov-24-2009 22:30

Molly was about to open her mouth to object, when Zeo added, "I understand you want to take down Billings yourself, but please understand that the monster have evolved, and his reach maybe too great for a lone detective to take down." Zeo eyed the solemn grave of Pierce's. Molly pressed her lips tightly together and nodded.

Zeo bid Molly farewell after another quick exchange of words. As he stepped away from the cemetery, he could not help but wonder the extent of the bitterness and sorrow the lady had experienced to give herself the name with the same meaning in Hebrew. Bitter she might be, but Zeo was in a way relieved to find more detectives fighting for justice. He took out the pack of Chesterfield from his breast pocket and pulled a cigarette out with his teeth. Lighting it, Zeo inhaled the nicotine deeply and wondered what kind of a world he would leave for his daughter.

((And that wa my final post as well. Great RPing guys. Thank you Elizabeth for starting this one up. See y'all in the next RP !

Molly Maltese
Molly Maltese
Old Shoe

Nov-24-2009 22:50

Molly looked after Joseph and raised a brow.

One might accuse you of tactlessness, Mr. Zeo." she murmured aloud. "And I'm afraid I'd be loathe to send someone I hardly know information about the movements of someone attempting to kill me. I understand you're with the Bureau but in this line of work we can both agree that simply because one has a lofty title does not mean they can be trusted. I imagine we've caught plenty of compromised cops and politicians in our day. As you see before you, the involvement with me and my ex-husband has already cost a dear friend of mine his life. At whatever inconvenience it may be to you, I'm afraid I simply cannot place all my trust in you and whatever badges you may carry. I'm only trying to protect those I care about, something I've failed to do thus far."

She cast her eyes at the grave being filled in before her, and then pocketed the matchbook. Drawing her coat close around her, she exited the cemetery, nodding at the others as she past. Pierce's funeral was their unconventional parting. They would not meet until fate or more crime threw them together once more.

(And fin! Loved it guys, look forward to many more!)


Elizabeth March
Elizabeth March
Sleuth About Town

Nov-24-2009 23:08

(So do I. Whoever wishes for a "a certain time later", please pm me to discuss it.)
(Thank you all for playing along.)

Molly Maltese
Molly Maltese
Old Shoe

Nov-24-2009 23:10

(not to advertise callously or anything, but the J. Harlequin short is something Marc and I were talking about, sort of like a hyped-up game of Clue. Feel free to join if you guys like, you're all obviously great rpers so it would be good fun. :D)

Joseph Zeo
Joseph Zeo
Tale Spinner

Nov-25-2009 04:21

((already there LOL, and we were thinking about doing that too {a suggestion from our Survivor challenge #5 proposal} great that you guys are doing it. i am sure every one will enjoy it. Elizabeth, i'll sure PM you when i 'm freer. at the moment i'm moving...))

Vulkie3
Vulkie3
Haynes

Nov-25-2009 05:47

(I'm already in it Molly,thnx for the headsup. It can be a great suggestion and I totally love it for now!. Also,this story,fantastic. Eliz,give me a pm if you want 2 write,you'll always be welcome of course!)

M. Lacrimosa
M. Lacrimosa
Thespian

Nov-25-2009 07:15

(I enjoyed working with everyone! I look forward to working with everyone again)

Charlie Cain
Charlie Cain
Thespian

Nov-25-2009 10:59

( I just want to say I had fun...thanks for allowing me a part even though I kept it small this time around. looking forward to the next rp guys...)

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