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 Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 9:00 am
'Do what you feel you must. I fear there may not be that much time. I wish to find the Omega as fast as possible, and I don't doubt you have such a wish yourself.' the old man replied. He stood waiting, but decided to head for the door that would lead towards Hunters. He stopped at the door, and stood, again waiting.
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 6:13 pm
Jacob walked about, and sat on a bench. "Here's as good a place as any to wait for a leader, I s'pose. She has to pass by sometime."
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 12:33 pm
Jacob woke up with a start, his PDA vibrating. He checked the message, and sent one off quickly. He sat and waited for a reply.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 12:51 pm
Amnity jogged into the general areas carrying with her a bag. She looked around for a minute before spotting Jacob, a smile lit up her face as she walked over and sat next to him.
"There you were! goodness, i was looking for you everywhere!" She said, her eyes glowed impishly as she shuffled through the bag. "I got you something! Let me find it..." She said, rummaging through the contents.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 1:05 pm
Jacob looked at Amnity with a start and said "You? Got something...for me? I...I don't know whether to be afraid or touched."
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 1:18 pm
Amnity smiled, pulling out a bottle of a alcoholic beverage. "Here, sorry for drinking some of yours last night....Its Walker Johnny Label Black...or something like that..." She tried to say it right, at least it didn't cause as big of a deal when she asked for it from the bartender. Amnity set it down between them and pulled out a packet of expensive cigars. She knew it would kill her lungs but she handed it to him anyway. "I don't know if you smoke, the store manager recommended it, Graycliffs or something..."
Amnity smiled at him. It would be nice to see him happy like yesterday, last night ended in an unexpected way, so she came to make it up to him.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 1:23 pm
Jacob took the whiskey, and smiled. "D'awwww.....thanks, Am." he took the cigars, looked at them funny and said "Sweet! Distractionary device!" and shoved them in his bag. He looked at the whiskey, and said "Well, maybe they'll go into oblivion tonight."
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 1:30 pm
Amnity laughed at Jacob's happiness, if her friends are happy, she's happy. She tinkered with her revolver...This seems to be an appropriate time to bring it up..."Because well enough isn't well enough Jacob..." Amnity said, referring to what he had asked last night, though he didn't know she was actually still awake. Why can't people leave well enough alone?
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 1:33 pm
Jacob had the bottle cap twisted off, and it was halfway to his lips, and asked "Wha....what do you mean?" lowering the bottle, and screwing the lid back on.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 1:40 pm
She looked at the ground, tracing circles with the toe of her shoe. "I...Wasn't completely sober last night to handle a conversation like that...most people think that after you get drunk you barely remember what happened, but that isn't the case with me..." She now looked at him, her eyes half serious and the other half still playful. "I'm sober now...And you can tell me anything Jacob...Maybe not now, but when you feel comfortable or when you trust me enough...I'm not telling you to stop drinking, but talking to someone is a better alternative." Amnity crumpled up the paper bag, but not before slipping the last contents into her pocket.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 1:43 pm
Jacob hung his head. Is this really how I was brought up? Dad must've did a worse job than I thought. he thought to himself. "Look....all that stuffs....a long time ago. An ocean away. It's not exactly....good memories, you know? I mean, I've done really shitty stuff. Probably worse than most." he said.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 1:55 pm
Amnity nodded empathetically. She knew exactly how he felt. There was an awkward silence between them for what it seems like forever, the whole time she conflicted with herself Tell him, its been known that if you share something with someone they feel more comfortable with you. Amnity bit her lip...Well...They aren't in Europe anymore...
Amnity took off her gunner coat and turned her back to him. She pulled her silvery hair away from her back so he could see the tattoo. The letters "IRA" inside the flag of Ireland. Amnity's expression darkened. "I...was...Inhuman."
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 1:58 pm
Jacob gawped at the tattoo. He stripped off his coat, pulled off his vest, and unzipped the top half of his bodysuit, and flashed his arm, bearing the same tattoo. "Oh....bollocks. You're kidding me, right?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 2:02 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 3:34 pm
Amnity stared at his identical tattoo in shock....Well that was unexpected... eek
She fixed her jacket over her back. "I wish i wasn't..." the huntress replied regrettably, "But...It's so much easier to trick people...if you're a Brit.." a smile came into her lips, she shook it off. She looked at him, a solemn expression on her face, "How long was it for you?" her voice emotionless.
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