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[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[CLEARLY, someone has not learned their lesson.

When boredom strikes, it strikes hard. Parker, who promised not to do it again, is now clambering through the air ducts at random to see where she will find herself. Because really, telling her not to crawl through tiny spaces is like telling her TO crawl through tiny spaces.

Where will she find herself? Perhaps YOUR room?]

(ooc: OPEN OPEN OPEN. Feel free to hear her coming or continue about unsuspectingly. She'll drop in to say hello. :3)

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[fanfrickntastic.livejournal.com]

[unimpressed, but he lowers the gun.]

'Least you're honest. You gotta name?

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[She considers lying, but there's not really a point anymore.]

Parker.

[fanfrickntastic.livejournal.com]

Nice to meet you. I'm Special Agent Paul Smecker.

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[...

Oh god lips curling up at that last name. Don't laugh, don't laugh, don't laugh.]

Nice to meet you.

...[FFFFFFFFFFF] Smecker.

[fanfrickntastic.livejournal.com]

[gives her THE LOOK. Don't make fun of the name, sweetheart]

So, what do you do when you're not creeping through the air ducts?

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[But it's so easy, so very easy... But she resists. If only because yeah, he still has a weapon.]

Creep through other places?

[fanfrickntastic.livejournal.com]

[good girl. He thinks for a minute before smiling, setting his gun on the table nearby and sitting down.]

See anything interesting?

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

Yours is pretty interesting so far. You've got good taste. [Good usually means expensive.]

[fanfrickntastic.livejournal.com]

I meant more along the lines of interesting people not things.

[eyeroll]