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Post by NotACoolKid on Sept 11, 2011 0:10:25 GMT -5
*Nack shifts her weight awkwardly* An hour is longer than I've been away from home in seven years. It's kind of like a shell shock. But I'll...I'll get better at this. It'll be my goal. *She smiles* So thanks. Thanks for not judging me. I'll get tougher and then I'll be less annoying and wimpy and stuff.
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Post by Poison Shot on Sept 11, 2011 13:05:15 GMT -5
*sarah throws the ball and gets a 7-10 split... 'shit' she thinks. She looks at the pins intently does a kind of finger frame motion, grabs the ball and in a spinning kind of throw hits one pin that flies across the lane into the other*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 11, 2011 13:12:41 GMT -5
You'll do fine 'ladyman'. *I grin.* Gotta love Stellar. Has quite a way with words. *I hear the pin go flying and look over.* SHOWOFF! *I laugh and stick my tongue out at Sarah.*
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Post by NotACoolKid on Sept 11, 2011 13:31:24 GMT -5
*Nack smiles* Yeah. Stellar's fun to listen to. *He looks up at the bowling* Uh...so are we meeting these other people here? Or out there? How many people are we meeting, anyway?
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Post by Poison Shot on Sept 11, 2011 13:36:12 GMT -5
*poison pops up from behind the bar, already shaking a drink and whistles* Aaand there we go. Perfect... *Pours drink. slowly, elevator-style, disappears behind the bar and in the same way, reappears slowly behind retro, sipping his drink*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 11, 2011 13:42:12 GMT -5
*I turn and look at him.* You. Are. Soooo. Weird. And you didn't make me any. *I look back at Nack.* Uh, Not sure what our plan is. Arson and all them went to the alley to pick up some people. Thought they were going to radio us when they were ready and we could pick a meet up site...
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Post by Poison Shot on Sept 11, 2011 13:43:49 GMT -5
*frowns, and disappears in the same way, a few clanging noises come from the bar, and he reappears with two drinks* Happy? haha
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Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 11, 2011 13:54:27 GMT -5
*I grin and take it from him.* Very. Thank you. *I sip it and take out my radio.* Ello, Arson? Can you hear me?
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Post by Poison Shot on Sept 11, 2011 14:32:52 GMT -5
*looks at Retro* Whats going on?
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Post by NotACoolKid on Sept 11, 2011 14:38:29 GMT -5
*Nack watches them, hoping that all is okay with the other team and now quite knowing what she'll do if something's gone wrong.*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 11, 2011 15:10:16 GMT -5
She's not radioing me back... *I look slightly worried. But then I hear Stellar's program and my eyes grow wide.* The alley was attacked.
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Post by Poison Shot on Sept 11, 2011 15:23:29 GMT -5
*drops his drink but quickly catches it* WHAT. Is everyone ok?
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Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 11, 2011 15:30:00 GMT -5
Listen for yourself. *I walk over the radio and turn the volume up.* Apparently Aspien died... You know, the younger one that works at the alley with Skeets.
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Post by NotACoolKid on Sept 11, 2011 15:30:19 GMT -5
*Nack stands back, watching the scene unfold, unsure how to help. Someone died? The shock sets in on him. It looks like this world is much more dangerous than he ever thought.* I...I'm sorry...*He realizes that probably wasn't very helpful, but he said already, so there really isn't anything he can do.*
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Post by Poison Shot on Sept 11, 2011 18:58:44 GMT -5
*poison walks over to the bar and takes a seat... covering his forehead with the palm of his hand*
Another one dead...
... Brother?
They just take take take, like we aren't human either. They don't set their ray guns to stun, they don't hesitate or ask questions, they don't take what they want and leave, they just kill. Destroy everything in their way, no matter who... regardless of age... gender..
*he stares into his drink for a while and downs it*
*whispers* Take care of them, Aerith...
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Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
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