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       #Post#: 7073--------------------------------------------------
       Braylin and Clint 
       By: Braylin Marie €lady lust€ Date: December 3, 2011, 8:59 pm
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       It was closing time at the School for Special Abilities. Braylin
       was in her classroom where she taught anatomy and physiology to
       high school students. She sat down in her chair and closed her
       eyes, resting her feet in the too of her oak desk. She let out a
       soft sigh and allowed her mind to wonder to a year ago. Se was
       in this exact class room and teaching the same class, when she
       had an almost life altering event happen. She cntinued to sit
       there, not wanting to leave right now. She was hesitant to go
       home and cha ge for her second job.
       #Post#: 7094--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Braylin and Clint 
       By: Hawkeye Date: December 3, 2011, 9:12 pm
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       Clint was estatic, he had just gotten a job teachiung history to
       high schoolers, almost as an after thought he wondered what they
       woulld say about his Russian accent, not that it really
       mattered. Even if this didn't work the FSB and CIA had set him
       up for life for saving the lives of countless operatives in both
       agencies. Looking at the paper in his hand he  checked the
       number on the class room door, room 102, great. Putting the key
       that he had received from the principle into the lock he turned
       it and pushed on the handle, nothing. Trying again the result
       was the same, jiggling the key in the lock he tried again,
       nothing. He started getting irritated, setting the backpack down
       that he was carrying he tried once again before swearing
       violently in Russian. AS his temper flared he banged on the door
       and continued trying to work the lock, "Yebatʹ ! Otkrytoe
       chert vozʹmi!" He almost shouted at the door as he
       struggled with the door, so much for the excitement of being out
       of the spy game, and becoming a history teacher.
       #Post#: 7105--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Braylin and Clint 
       By: Braylin Marie €lady lust€ Date: December 3, 2011, 9:28 pm
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       Her mind was ripped quickly from its thoughts as she heard a
       loud yell from down the hall. Her brow furrowed in intrest and
       confusion. Who the hell had that accent and would be yelling
       down the hall. She slowly stood from her seat and walked out of
       her room and peeked down to where the noise was coming from. She
       had gotten there in enough time to see a male cursing and
       speaking in another language, she didn't know what language it
       was but it sounded harsh. She let out a soft giggle at the mans
       trunks and descided to help him. " Ello." she spoke as she made
       her way to him, her outfit was professional looking, unusual
       from her other job. She stopped when she got to him. " May I?"
       she asked motioning to the door, asking if she could try.
       #Post#: 7126--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Braylin and Clint 
       By: Hawkeye Date: December 3, 2011, 9:41 pm
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       By the time he heard the voice say hello Clint's face was a
       picture of almost pure rage,  curses flew from his mouth in
       Russian and he wanted to just break the door down. At the sound
       of the voice Clint immediately stopped, forcing himself to calm
       down, running a hand through his dirty blonde hair he turned to
       see who was addressing him. As he caught sight of the person he
       stopped, even though she was dressed in a very business like
       manner, she was very attractive, when she asked if she could
       help Clint gave a slight charming smile and stepped back
       holding both hands towards the door, "Da, please 'elp yourself."
       He stated his thick Russian accent flowing around his words,
       "Thank you, very much." he stated watching the woman.
       #Post#: 7136--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Braylin and Clint 
       By: Braylin Marie €lady lust€ Date: December 3, 2011, 9:46 pm
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       Her piercing blue eyes swept across the tall man's body and
       frame. She watched him get angry and listen to him curse. She
       couldn't understand anything he was saying, but she figured it
       was not pleasant. She just simply smile and watched him turn to
       her. She could tell he was looking at her, she knew that look
       well enough. He thought she was attractive, she had to be, she
       was a prostitute. This job was just side work. " ah, don't worry
       about it" she giggled. Now she knew what language it was, it was
       Russian. " gotta put your hips into it" she joke and turned the
       key. As she turned the nob she bumped the door with her hip and
       it swung open like a charm. " There ya' go" she smiled turning
       to him
       #Post#: 7149--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Braylin and Clint 
       By: Hawkeye Date: December 3, 2011, 9:55 pm
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       AS she explained what to do Clint raised an eyebrow as she
       actually bumped the door with her hip and pushed it open,
       shaking his head he smiled, "Yebatʹ ..." He muttered his
       facing turning red suddenly embarrased. He was one of the best
       spies the FSB had trained and allowed to retire, and her he was
       being shown how to open a door by what he figured was another
       teacher, "Thank you." He stated as he picked up his backpack,
       throwing it over his shoulder he offered out his hand as he took
       the door, "My name is Clint Alexandrov, the new World History
       teacher." He said holding the door open with his free hand,
       "Would you like to come in? I'm not exactly sure how clean this
       rom is, I was told it hasn't been used in asbout a year." He
       said waiting on her answer, his dark brown eyes staring back
       into her bright blue ones.
       #Post#: 7154--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Braylin and Clint 
       By: Braylin Marie €lady lust€ Date: December 3, 2011, 10:02 pm
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       She was quite shorter then he was but it didn't bother her much.
       She laughed softly at his reaction to her opening the door. "
       yebat ?" she asked " what does that mean?" her head tilted in
       question but she took his hand. " nice too meet you Clint, I am
       Braylin, the anatomy and physiology teacher her at SSA." she
       wondered if this man held special abilities or not, but she
       didn't ask. " as yes, thank you." she smile and entered the
       room. There wasn't any dust to be seen from her eyes, the
       janitors always did a good job of keeping things clean, even if
       they weren't in use. " it's a ice class room." she smled and
       turn snack to him." So what brings you here to the School For
       Special Abilities?"
       #Post#: 7164--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Braylin and Clint 
       By: Hawkeye Date: December 3, 2011, 10:12 pm
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       AS she told him her name clint smiled, "Braylin... is nice
       name." He replied whe she stated it was a nice classroom he
       looke daround, it was indeed a very fine class room. the desks
       were in neat orderly rows and there were no scratches or marks
       to be seen on them or the whiteboards on the walls. Raising his
       heyes he walked over to his desk and laid the back pack that he
       was carrying on the top of it admiring the craftsmanship of the
       sturdy oak desk. "What brings me here? Well I just earned my
       credentials as a teacher and was looking for a job. I was
       actually very surprised that I got the job." He replied, then
       smiling as he remembered her other question he shook his
       head,"It means something I would rather not say to someone
       asattractive as you." He replied.
       #Post#: 7170--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Braylin and Clint 
       By: Braylin Marie €lady lust€ Date: December 3, 2011, 10:17 pm
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       She smiled and nodded in appreciation. " Why thank you Clint, I
       like yours as well." she lightly ran her hand across his oak
       desk taking in the texture and color. It was very pretty, like
       most things about this school. " ahh, I see, why suprized?" she
       laughed softly and moved to where she was now sitting on the
       desk. " oh, well.. I see, thank you" she giggled her blonde
       curly locks bouncing with her giggle. " Im sorry to inturde with
       this question, but, what abilities do you possess?" she blushed
       at her question, embarrassed to be so blunt
       #Post#: 7178--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Braylin and Clint 
       By: Hawkeye Date: December 3, 2011, 10:25 pm
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       As she sat on the desk and asked the question he raised an
       eyebrow. What did she mean abilities, like teaching abilities?
       Or did she mean something else, like the Psy Ops group that the
       CIA had. Tilting his head to the side he thought about, he was a
       very good shot, almost unnaturally so, and he was even better
       with a bow, then it occurred to him, his talent, just like his
       father. Looking up at her he smiled, "When I want, I can be as
       if I am not... how do you say it... ummm..."Passing his had in
       front of his eyes he looked at her and shrugged," as if I am not
       there, all I need is a shadow." He replied it was all he could
       think of, "That is the only thing I can think of that would be
       like an ability." He explained, "AS to why I am surprised, I
       just graduated, I 'ave not even done an, ah... externship?" He
       asked seeing if that was the right word, "Yes I have not yet
       done an externship."
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