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 Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 6:32 pm
Renard's chest grew absurdly bulky and wings burst from his back.
"All right, got my bones hollowed out. I'm ready for flight," Renard declared. "I agree with isolating them. Heicynth, contact the others and tell them our plan. You and, uh, shadowdude, get Gennady and Okeryos and meet us at the airport in half an hour.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:05 pm
~Jacob lost control of the body while asleep.~
Keilven looked around at the street.
"This is good. It'll be faster for me to run from here."
He started to get out of the car, and then hesitated. "Don't leave me here, okay?"
With that Keilven ran off to go gather the airport tickets.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:12 pm
And then Keilven was back, clutching an old ratty backpack to his side.
"I got them! They are the free entrance and four free flights per year cards, courtesy of Worldmark." Keilven said as he jumped back into the back row.
"Lets go meet up with the rest at the airport now."
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:16 pm
Fyrin thought for a second. "My men... One, stay with Two until he gets back up. Three and Four, get a car or Seven League Boot your way to the airport. Keep out of sight whenever possible. We've attracted enough attention already, and we really want to stay away from people, mundane human or otherwise. Therefore, car is better." His commands given, his head tilted upwards and he suddenly lifted off, shooting into the sky. After a moment, he stopped, surveying the city beneath him, all three eyes wide open.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:20 pm
"Great. Let's head out," Takeshi replied with a nod.
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Renard followed Fyrin up, supplementing his flight with direct kinetics. "You can't even see anything from this far up," Renard complained.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:36 pm
"Death does weird things to you," was Fyrin's cryptic response. He continued scanning for a bit, then gave up too. "Yeah... I can't quite make out details. Let's head lower, if we fly by quickly we probably won't be identified and we can circle around. Can you do a Chameleonic?" Fyrin inquired, glancing over to Renard. "We need to be able to hide from 'em if we're gonna follow 'em. Then we send up a flare and get everyone right where we are."
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 8:00 pm
"I do biomancy and kinetics," Renard repeated. "Which of those made you think I can do a Chameleonic? We're better off just trying to head them off, if you ask me. We can't really be subtle about flyovers anyway."
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 8:06 pm
Joe twiddled his thumbs as he drove. Apparently, he wasn't going to get s response.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 8:19 pm
"Eh, maybe." Siber let the matter drop. He had spent years inuring himself to the shocks and blasts of horror movies and fine-tuning his mind against the real occurrences. If he hadn't, his reactions thus far would have been significantly altered. "Pull over; Paul thinks we need to stop for a little while and see if this thing goes away or confronts us, either one." He checked his watch. Well. Teller's watch. "We shouldn't wait too long. Give it two minutes and we're gone again. Paul, did you hear me?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 8:20 pm
((SIBERILOVEYOU. ninja ))
Joe nodded and they pulled over. He got out and stretched.
((Sooo, Venom, just so we're clear: Joe's just not getting a response, and it's not that you missed my post, right?))
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 8:52 pm
((*Nods* The visions have passed for now))
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 8:57 pm
Agnese grit her teeth in annoyance. She was hating men more and more every minute with these two. She was not bossed around, she was the boss, she told people what to do and always had.
(> were they this annoying back then?<) Agnese asked concerning the two warlocks in the passenger seats. Honestly, backseat drivers much?
<(This bad and worse)>
"Are they first class?" Agnese asked. "The tickets?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 8:59 pm
((Umm...visions? What? I'm asking about the question that Joe had like, five posts ago...))
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 9:10 pm
((Oh, the communication? They're working on that still. I thought you meant whether they could stop having their senses jacked up and keep going.))
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 9:13 pm
((Oh, no, I don't mind that the senses are the same. I just thought you might post with a response to the attempt. I suppose we can wait then.))
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