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Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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if she only had a identical twin sister
that would be an interesting rp

@Dead Girl

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That would be super cool
Especially knowing her background in Russia

Romancing the Artifact

Brandy sighed and pulled a compact mirror from her bag. She checked her eyeliner and reapplied some lipstick. Looking at him, she shot him a dirty look. "You're name is not Matthew Keller. That's bullshit and I know it. I've never heard of insurance companies checking up on museums. I've also never seen any normal person know so much about Marco Polo. You know more than me and I'm a freaking archaeologist. Well now I'm the curator's assisstant, but still." SHe gave a small yelp, when he jumped into the taxi quickly. Everything up to this point had been a struggle with this man, and now all of a sudden he wanted to do what she said. She packed away her makeup and stared at him when he sent them off towards the Grand Bazaar.

Pulling the hair tie out of her hair, she let it fall around her shoulders. "I thought you had to get to the airport. Why the sudden need to go shopping? She asked. He told her that she needed to stay away from him. "Look, guy, if it weren't for me, that curator would have examined every piece of fake I.D. you have on you. You owe me the truth." SHe crossed her arms against her chest. She wanted to make him feel guilty, but she had no solid proof that the curator wasn't just an extremely gullible person. She had a feeling that anyone with a halfway decent excuse could have gotten past him. But she wanted to give herself some credit.

She heard a soft thump hit the carpeted floor of the cab. Looking down, she saw his open passport. She quickly read over the information before leaning back into the seat. "I don't think you stole anything," She said with a huff. When he spoke of unwanted attention, she turned around looking out the back window. There was a large, black SUV weaving in and out of the traffic faster than any other car on the road. A sinking feeling settled in her gut. It didn't take a genius to figure out that whoever was in the SUV was coming for them. She turned back and leaned up against the partition. "I'll pay you double if you get us there in five minutes." Before she had a chance to sit back, she was slammed back by the sudden acceleration of the cab. Money was a great catalyst in most situations. "Look, Devin." She said using the name she saw on the passport. "I don't understand but you need to explain. You showed up at a museum and used a compass on an ancient map, then practically sprinted out of the place. Now we're being chased by guys in a government vehicle. At this point even if I left you alone, those guys trailing us, would still try to get me to get information on you. For my own safety, I can't leave. You dragged me into this mess, so you better clear up the water." By this point, she was fuming. Just thirty minutes ago, she was getting rejected from her dream exhibit. Now she was in some type of action movie. She could pinch herself a million times, but it wouldn't make a difference. It still felt like a dream. Except she wasn't sure how long it would be until she woke up.

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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black widow rules
love to play her

@Dead Girl

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I just got back from Age of Ultron
She's so kick ass

Guards and Gifts (Gifted Teen Roleplay) [1 AVAILABLE SPOT]

Paige let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding when he accepted her apology. She nodded when he said he was from Slight. They continued to make their way to the cafeteria as he explained what it was like living there. She couldn't imagine growing up like that. It seemed so dull and boring. But maybe it was just that her childhood was too flashy. She turned to look at him when he said he had an important question. When she actually heard the absurdity, she broke into a laugh. "One of life's most important questions."

Just as she was about to answer the intercom came on and all the Recruits were called down. She would claim to be shocked by the ultimatum if late, but it really wasn't that surprising at all. They had to learn to be punctual, it made perfect sense. Walking into the cafeteria she chose a seat and folded her hands on her lap. "So, in answer to your question. I am a very loyal fan to..." She picked at the invisible dirt on her dark blue jeans, stalling. With a chuckle, she looked back up at Linc and grinned. "Vanilla. It's so much better than chocolate. What about you?"

As soon as the words tumbled from her lips, the doors were shut. Looking towards the front of the room, she saw the man who had greeted them outside. He introduced himself as Nau and gave them even more expectations for their stay. When he was done, a ton of servers came out with an abundance of food. She took a sip of water before turning her attention back to Linc. "What's your answer to the greatest question of all time?" She asked.

@_Middle_

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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Romancing the Artifact

Brandy leaned over and watched as he measured the angles on the map. He started explaining how it was drawn by Marco Polo, but of course she already knew that. She continued to listen as he explained Polo's incredible attention to detail regarding his voyages. Well, most of his voyage. There was one gaping hole that led to many speculations. But no one would ever know the real reason why it wasn't documented in Polo's journals. There was no way to prove what he had seen there without a time machine. Brandy had sat through lectures of speculations as to what exactly happened in Alexandra and each was more different than the last. When he mentioned her boss, she turned her head and flashed him a smile, in hopes of keeping him at bay long enough for her to find out what this guy wanted with the map. When she turned back around, he was grinning incredibly hard.

"What happened? What did you find?" She asked trying to get a closer look at the map. She hadn't seen anything the entire time he was working. Then she looks away for two seconds and he looked like he won the lottery. She looked at him in utter confusion, only to be kissed. Before she could respond he had pulled away. "You're comparing a map to sex?" She pulled off her gloves with a sharp snap, before shoving them in her bag. "I'm not your assisstant. You don't know my name and I don't know yours. You're just some crazy guy with a compass." She hissed.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed like he was onto a completely different topic. "Alexandra? Why are you going there? Trying to collect enough details to come up with the latest conspiracy theory? It's not worth it. No one knows what Marco Polo did there." She said, her voice trailing after him. After all his things were packed up, he quickly excused himself.

Putting her hand on her forehead, Brandy genuinely tried to figure out what he was trying to find. When she was stumped, she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep without knowing how it would all end up. Brandy approached the curator with a soft smile. "I don't need to sleep on it. I'll take the job. You have my information, so add me to your payroll as soon as you possibly can. I'm going to go and find something amazing for you." SHe said stepping out of the storage area. As soon as she was in the hallway, she broke into a sprint, trying to catch up to this mysterious man. She saw him back in the lobby exiting the museum. "Hey! Wait up!" She jogged up to him. "You never told me who you were. But at this point you owe me so much more than you're name." She said stepping out onto the street and flagging down a taxi. She hopped in and held the door open for him. "Are you coming or not?" She asked, shifting her bag, flat onto her lap.