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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Jul 28, 2012 10:43:03 GMT -5
You're shouting into the wind, *I reply cheerfully* Just tell me when we're there so we can get this show on the road. The longer we wait, the less likely we are to find anything.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 28, 2012 11:38:44 GMT -5
Whatever. *I roll my eyes and go back to the safehouse. Fuck this. Fuck me for thinking this was a good idea.* What do you guys think we're going to find? It's probably just some Killjoys who are complete assholes and don't know the unspoken "civilians are off limits" rule.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jul 28, 2012 13:16:21 GMT -5
Well... with any luck, that's exactly what we hope to find. *I shake my head one last time, the bleeding had stopped.* We will find them, beat them, and then kill them. And by we, I mean me, because I doubt Vico has ever gotten his pampered hands dirty. Then we will leave, and Vico can go back to BLI alive.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 28, 2012 13:27:29 GMT -5
I think it's your turn to take out the leader. At least, if no one else gets there first. I'd be amazed if someone did, though. We're probably the only ones who know it's not normal Killjoys. *I reach for my bandanna before realizing it's on Vico's head. I pull one of my old shirts out of my bag and rip off a sleeve for Aftermath to use to wipe the blood (ew ew ew ew ew don't think about it) off of his face. Hopefully, it's not one of the worse smelling ones.* Better Living wants more of an excuse to kill us and the rest of the Killjoys probably don't know it's even happening.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jul 28, 2012 15:10:32 GMT -5
*I wipe my nose off and toss it aside.* BLI won't care WHO it is, either way. They'll still blame us. We just need to give them something less to be pissed off about. *I rub my hand across my nose and realize it's broken, pushed out of shape.* Ah, geez. *I put my hands over my nose and clutch* You /might/ want to look away for a second... and cover your ears.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 28, 2012 15:31:18 GMT -5
Oh, goddammit. I'm sorry you have to do that. *I stop the car and clamp my hands over my ears like my life depends on it. My stomach does, at least. I also squeeze my eyes shut as hard as I possibly can.* Go ahead. Tap my shoulder when you're done.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jul 28, 2012 15:34:59 GMT -5
*I take a deep breath and with a very loud crack and pop, my nose snaps back into place. I cringe my teeth and exhale deeply, then tap Vol on the shoulder.* Let's get home, alright?
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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 28, 2012 15:40:42 GMT -5
Of course. I'll have to check on your nose once we're there. If I can find anything wrong, I'll need to try and fix it. *I continue driving. I think we're only a few minutes away from home. We can start the mystery soon after. I always did like mysteries...*
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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Jul 29, 2012 2:58:32 GMT -5
These hands aren't as pampered as you think, *I say in reply to Aftermath's comment.* I mean they're certainly better off than yours, but I've done my share of work, in and out of the Zones. And congratulations on your impromptu makeover. If I could see you, I'm sure I'd say you look even better than before!
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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 29, 2012 9:28:45 GMT -5
*I take a sidelong look at Aftermath's face and grimace. There's still a bit of blood (ew ew ew ew ew don't think about it) and his nose doesn't look like. Dammit. I need to start driving better.* Trust me, he doesn't. No offense, Aftermath,but you've got some... *I gesture to my upper lip as a signal for him to get the blood off of his own.*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jul 29, 2012 23:30:42 GMT -5
*I look in the mirror and chuckle. It looks awful. I kiss Vol on the cheek and then proceed to wipe it off.* Just a little blood. Never hurt anyone to get the crimson on them. *We pull up to the school and stop.* Alright, Vico. The blindfold comes off now.
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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Jul 29, 2012 23:35:53 GMT -5
Excellent. *I pull off the blindfold, and immediately look over to see what all the fuss was about. Aftermath really did bang himself up, there.* Excellent! *I say again, then climb out of the car and go back to the trunk to get the bags*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jul 29, 2012 23:45:01 GMT -5
*I roll my eyes at Vico and hop off.* You won't look much better if this thing goes all Costa Rica. Laugh it up, pretty boy. *I climb out and grab my rifle and my crutches. I look back at Vol.* Comin?
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Post by Volume Virus on Jul 29, 2012 23:57:04 GMT -5
No, I'm living in the car for the rest of my life. *I roll my eyes and hop out, trying my hardest to not look at his face. It might not have hurt anyone to get blood on them (not true) but it sure makes me queasy.* I'm going to have to look at your nose now. Vico can go find the Doctor and work up some contraption or something.
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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Jul 29, 2012 23:58:21 GMT -5
Ooh, I get to wander around? *I start for the school, stepping into the relative coolness of the interior and calling down the cell-lined hallway* Doctor Whatsit! I've got your toys!
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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.
Aug 10, 2016 3:18:46 GMT -5
Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
Aug 10, 2016 3:18:46 GMT -5
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