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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 23, 2012 14:42:56 GMT -5
*I sigh and roll my eyes.* Or maybe we have five minutes. Sheesh. *I pick up the radio and try not to sound to mean.*
*rb* Volume Virus at your beck and call. What do you want?
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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Jul 23, 2012 14:56:49 GMT -5
(Just a note that our timelines are off by about twelve hours now, so we'll have to tiptoe around that. I'd have waited longer to post, but we don't want to delay the clues)
*rb* It's more a matter of what /you/ want, sweetheart. I've got your toys, but no idea where to take them.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 23, 2012 15:02:56 GMT -5
((We could pretend that Vol took a really long time to come home for fear of IA...))
*I put one hand over the radio and turn to IA.* How are we supposed to get him here? We can't tell him where we are or we'll get a patrol on our doorstep. Should I pick him up?
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jul 23, 2012 22:16:38 GMT -5
*I take the radio from Volume and answer Vico* Wait for us on the border of Zone 2 and 3 on the Getaway Mile. Go alone. *I hand the radio back to Volume and mute it for a second.* I'll go along with you, and you can leave me on a hill nearby. If he tries anything funny, I'll blast his brains out. Alright?
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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Jul 23, 2012 22:59:53 GMT -5
*rb* Aye aye, Captain. I'll drop the cheerleading squad off before I get there. The Getaway Mile is the old Hollywood Freeway, right? Northwest of the city? On my way.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 23, 2012 23:06:58 GMT -5
Alright. That should work. I'll need to borrow a raygun again. *Damn, I wish I hadn't snapped Plague. All of the other rayguns in here are more recent models and feel too small. Basilisk's revolver is out of ammo, and I don't really walt to use any of IA's precious real guns.* Damn, he worked fast, though. I mean, it was probably just telling Wilson that there are Killjoys somewhere out here, but he could have given us like an hour to relax.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jul 23, 2012 23:41:08 GMT -5
You need to relax a little bit more. You know that? *I pat Volume on the head and hand her my pistol.* Do not, for the love of Sorrows, lose this gun. *I take my rifle from the floor and put it over my shoulder.* It's heavy, and it's big, but it'll get the job done. Do not use it unless I radio you. We don't need anything going wrong here. Alright?
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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 23, 2012 23:48:07 GMT -5
I won't lose it, but this is yours. Keep it. I'll just use one of these. *I pick a white raygun off the shelf and twirl it around a bit. It's still too skinny, but there's no way I'm going to risk breaking Aftermath's gun.*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jul 24, 2012 0:01:47 GMT -5
Nope. You're not using one of those. *I take it from her hand and give her the gun.* Volume, I'm giving this to you. As in for you to keep. I want you to have it. It's a promise. I won't snap on you like that again. Okay?
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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 24, 2012 0:53:32 GMT -5
Aftermath, this is yours. I couldn't. Maybe I'll pick out one of the other ones. But you like it, so I won't take it. *I'll admit, I'd been expecting my forced switch from rayguns to real guns for a while now. I vaguely remember choosing my own future gun a few months back, but I have a pretty good memory for trivial things and I don't think anyone else would recall the isolated incident. Aftermath's gun, though, is not something I anticipated.* You have an entire armory here. Why give me this one in specific?
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jul 24, 2012 14:16:33 GMT -5
Because I've worked on it my whole life. I know it will never break or fail on you. *I flip it over to show the barrels. One over the other.* It's heavy because it holds two clips. One fires bullets, the other takes batteries. The switch on the side let's you change between them. It won't break, and it won't jam. Nothing you could do to tis gun will ever damage it, unless you toss it off the Tower into lava. Just take it, okay?
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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 24, 2012 14:45:35 GMT -5
It's a bullet gun...and a raygun? *I turn it over and look at the little compartments. Honestly, this thing feels more familiar than most of the rayguns. It's bigger than Plague was, but the part I hold is about the same size. The old models of rayguns were massive.*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jul 24, 2012 14:50:04 GMT -5
Yes. As I just said... *I hug her and walk over to the doorway.* We going to meet up with Vico, or what?
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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 24, 2012 15:04:48 GMT -5
At some point, yes. I want to grab a snack first. I think we still have some canned fruit.... *I start walking toward the kitchen. I think Aftermath's following me. Even with the crutch, he's really quiet.* Anyway, thanks for this. I promise not to use the raygun setting unless I run out of bullets.
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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Jul 25, 2012 23:30:50 GMT -5
(transferring from "In the City" pg 1)
*I make it to the meeting point without incident, and park at the side of the road. No sign of Aftermath or Volume. I wonder if they'd be paranoid enough to stand me up.*
*rb* Marco!
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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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