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Jul 19, 2010 12:50PM
Shawn wasn't running, he was walking out a stall. "Sorry, dude, but when you gotta go, you gotta go," Shawn said putting his hands up then walking to a sink and washing them.
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"Is it my dad," He asked. Shawn knew it had something to do with that Chesney girl, but he wasn't going to give anything away.
"Ok," Shawn said shrugging and following Arkady to Jame's office.

Arkady was suspicious and closed the door behind them, standing against it.
((ok, see ya))
"So, Shawn, How are you doing." James asked politely, motioning for Shawn to sit in the chair in front of him.
"Great, so what's up?" Shawn asked casually.
"Well, it seems one of our...guests has disappeared," He said.
"And you think I can help you find them," Shawn asked.
"Yes, or that you had something to do with their disappearance," James said, careful not to give away the gender, hoping that Shawn would slip up.
"Now why would I do a thing like that?" Shawn asked innocently.
"You've done it before," James said, his patience running near it's end.
"When was that?" Shawn asked, still playing innocent.
"Shannon," James stated.
"You think I'd help that brat," Shawn asked.
"Yes, and I think you're still helping her...among others." James said.
"If you think I helped that girl get away, you're wrong," Shawn said defensively.
"Ahh, but I'm right," James said smirking.
"Huh?" Shawn asked.
"I never said our "guest" was a girl," James smiled. "Come in Arkady." He called, then turned his attention back to Shawn. "I'll be talking to you later."
When Arkady came in James told him to take Shawn to the isolation room.
((I couldn't think of some evil name for it...))
"So, Shawn, How are you doing." James asked politely, motioning for Shawn to sit in the chair in front of him.
"Great, so what's up?" Shawn asked casually.
"Well, it seems one of our...guests has disappeared," He said.
"And you think I can help you find them," Shawn asked.
"Yes, or that you had something to do with their disappearance," James said, careful not to give away the gender, hoping that Shawn would slip up.
"Now why would I do a thing like that?" Shawn asked innocently.
"You've done it before," James said, his patience running near it's end.
"When was that?" Shawn asked, still playing innocent.
"Shannon," James stated.
"You think I'd help that brat," Shawn asked.
"Yes, and I think you're still helping her...among others." James said.
"If you think I helped that girl get away, you're wrong," Shawn said defensively.
"Ahh, but I'm right," James said smirking.
"Huh?" Shawn asked.
"I never said our "guest" was a girl," James smiled. "Come in Arkady." He called, then turned his attention back to Shawn. "I'll be talking to you later."
When Arkady came in James told him to take Shawn to the isolation room.
((I couldn't think of some evil name for it...))
"Ben," Shannon said softly as she saw him walk to his apartment.
"Hi, ummm, I'm leaving," Shannon said bluntly, she didn't know how else to say it.

"So, Shawn, How are you doing." James asked politely, motioning for Shawn to sit in the chair in front of him.
"Great, so what's up?" Shawn asked casually.
"Well, it seems one of ou..."
Arkady smirked and led Shawn to the isolation room, gripping his arm so as to not let him run. He pushed him in the room and locked it securely.
Shannon still didn't move, she didn't want to leave Ben but she had to leave. They knew where she lived now.
Shawn sat on the floor, how had he let this happen. He had to get a message through to Shannon. She couldn't come back find him locked up. It would distract her from her mission. He stood up and walked over to the door. "Do you think you could get my brother?" He asked. His brother may hate him, but he might help him. Jordan was his only chance.
Shawn sat on the floor, how had he let this happen. He had to get a message through to Shannon. She couldn't come back find him locked up. It would distract her from her mission. He stood up and walked over to the door. "Do you think you could get my brother?" He asked. His brother may hate him, but he might help him. Jordan was his only chance.
Shannon nodded and started to get in the car, then turned to Ben, "Could you...could you come with me?" She asked timidly. She didn't want to impose on him, but she liked being around him, and was afraid of leaving something behind.
"He's in the isolation room?" James asked.
"He's in the isolation room?" James asked.

Chesney awoke with a start, hearing only the end of Shannon's question. "Uh..I'll sit in the back."
"Yes," Arkady said. "He wishes to speak to his brother."
"Thank you," Shannon told Ben. "And this is Chesney. Chesney this is Ben." Shannon introduced them.
"Let him, but monitor them. I want to know everything they say," James said. He might learn something from this.
"Let him, but monitor them. I want to know everything they say," James said. He might learn something from this.

Everyone within hearing distance shrugged their shoulders and looked away, having not a clue.
"Oh. Come. On!"

Riviera and Leeland stood in the courtyard to their private school -- unfortunate as that was -- and argued about nothing.
Because, hey, what are siblings for?

Another shout and he knocked her to the ground before running off.

She sat there on the ground, smoothing her skirt and blouse and fixing her tie before even attempting to stand up. Riviera knelt down and began putting her things back in her bag, her face hot with embarrassment.




"That's a nice name," Zack...ah! I cannot do this again! Don't get attached, Riv, don't get attached again. She smiled again on impulse. "What's your first class, Zack?"

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