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Post by Christina Ballistera on Jul 7, 2007 20:57:23 GMT -5
Christina wrenched the door to her club open. In a few minutes, people would be flooding in. Including teenagers. There was an age ban, and lots of alcohol. but teenagers came in anyway, and Christina didn't really care.
Tapping her fingers on the bar, she wondered at the lack of staff at her club. with the number of people coming in each day, she was busy and tired. Nobody was there to help her, so she had to do everything, from choosing music to organizing events. She hoped that someone would come in and ask for a job. Hopefully someone above the age ban... which was 18. Not 21, but 18. Strange, that was true, but possible. She had bargained and gotten her way, as usual.
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Post by Rachelle Halliwell-Turner on Jul 8, 2007 11:30:00 GMT -5
Rachelle knew the club had now opened and so in only a few minutes the place would be crowded. She was surprised it wasn't yet but that worked to her advantage. She shimmered into the club, in front of the bar where Christina was. "If I tell you that two Halliwells and one of their little friends will be coming to your club later tonight, will that play to your advantage?" she asked without even telling Christina who she was.
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Post by Christina Ballistera on Jul 9, 2007 2:55:04 GMT -5
Christina's eyebrow twitched as a young girl shimmered into her club, in front of the bar. Listening quietly, Christina asked, "Well, depends who those three are, and if they're below the age limit." As an afterthought, Christina added, "And who are you?"
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Post by Rachelle Halliwell-Turner on Jul 9, 2007 15:02:59 GMT -5
"Well one is Phoebe's daughter, one is Paige's and no they're above age limit," she said, trying to ignore the terrible screams going off in her head and the pain it was causing her. So she was taking a risk being near the queen of furies but if hopefully Christina hated them, like Crystal did it could play to her advantage.
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Post by Christina Ballistera on Jul 10, 2007 3:57:20 GMT -5
"Kay." Christina could tell how painful it was for the young witch to be near her. "Who are you and why are you telling me this?"
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Post by Rachelle Halliwell-Turner on Jul 10, 2007 12:00:13 GMT -5
"My name is Rachelle...and I have a question first. Are you against the Halliwells like your daughter?" she asked. Now that she thought about, she didn't even know why Crystal hated the Halliwells. She had never asked.
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Post by Christina Ballistera on Jul 11, 2007 7:17:57 GMT -5
"Um, yes." Christina said threateningly. "How do you know my daughter?" A powerful energy ball appeared in her hand as she held it behind her back. Could this little girl actually be dangerous?
[[Whoops, sorry.]]
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Post by Rachelle Halliwell-Turner on Jul 11, 2007 14:28:03 GMT -5
((She doesn't have electricity ball. And no one knows shes a Halliwell so could you change that pwease?  )) |
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