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 Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 6:23 pm
Jacob stood, the 'tacos' now gone, only the wrappers remaining. He went to the nearest garbage can and threw them away. What's taking so long for him to get here? he wondered.
Eh, maybe...
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 6:24 pm
The Ghosters know not the forces with which they tamper. They know only hunger for power. Always more power. Only we Dreamshell and They Who Walk Between know the true nature of that which lies beyond.... It gained a brooding feel in its silence. The power in Reality of the Ghoster's destruction of the soul is a mere pittance beside the power released. And should they gain enough power to make a single breach through our multiverse's existential membrane, the result would be that they could begin harvesting souls with the intent of opening more. Siber noticed its communication grew more sophisticated with time - less ideas, more words. It seemed to be better synchronized with him.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 6:27 pm
((I have to cut out for a while here; setting a gel takes way longer than it should when you accidentally freeze all the DNA.))
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 6:28 pm
((You... you froze the DNA?
Bio-lab or something?))
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 6:29 pm
((Dude, WHAT? Didn't you just read, I was gonna talk to you! gonk ))
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 6:30 pm
((I suggest taking the time to meet up with Jacob for now.
Also, since I don't feel like micromanaging this for you guys, the airport security is standing out of your way on orders of Acid's MIBs))
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 6:39 pm
((DAMN IT, I missed him! I was gonna use the plane ride to talk to Siber about teaching Joe like we talked about.
Oh good, I was wondering how certain...metal objects in Joe's luggage might make it through.))
Joe entered the airport, whipping out his phone. He dialed Jacob's number and waited.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 6:44 pm
Jacob's phone began to ring, a generic ringtone, he looked at who it was and answered, "Hey, Joe, are you here yet?" he asked, looking around.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 6:47 pm
"Yep. We came in..." He glanced up. "L Gate. Where are you?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 6:53 pm
Jacob nodded, "Good," he glanced up, "M Gate, I'll meet you at the L Gate, hang tight." he said, hanging up and grabbing his suitcase. He headed towards L Gate, doing his best to avoid the crowds.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 7:01 pm
Paul parked shortly after Joe, unbuckling and standing up. He made sure Athena was still with him, then tromped out into the gate. Funny looks abounded on all sides; he was still wearing the torn up shirt and the broken glasses, and since he hadn't shaved in a while, he looked very strongly like an undesirable. This was just fine with him. He probably was an undesirable, he just didn't throw it at people.
Joe was on his phone, probably with his friend. Whoever his friend was, Paul didn't know how filled in the gentleman or gentlewoman might so happen to be. From Joe's conversation, it didn't sound like much, but probably Joe had talked to him on the car ride. Probably. It was a risk worth taking. He glanced around, looking for someone who looked... unusual, somehow.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 7:06 pm
Joe nodded and hung up. Glancing back at Paul, he laughed aloud.
"Dude, you need some new duds. Here." He handed him his jacket. "Don't destroy that one, I actually like it. It fits, right?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 7:14 pm
"This is true," Paul confessed. He accepted the jacket. It was close to a perfect fit - in stature, Joe was leaner and meaner than Paul, but it worked, and zipped up, it kept the holes in his shirt from showing. "Thanks," Paul said. "Now I can at least look like a decent human being, if not act it." He adjusted his glasses for the break. "Eh, but I don't look forward to replacing these," he added sadly. "Expensive."
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 7:19 pm
Jacob arrived at the L Gate and began to search for Joe. Ohanzee asked, drawing Jacob's attention towards two people, one was holding a jacket out to the other.
Yup, that's him, but he looks...different, I can't really place it though...
Nevermind, it's not important.
Jacob gave a quick wave and headed over to the two. He nodded to Joe and looked to the other man who was now wearing the jacket, "Hey..." he said.
He looks pretty torn up...
Dunno...
Jacob was wearing relaxed-fitting faded blue jeans and a plain white t-shirt. Over this, he wore a tough-leather jacket with many pockets. On his index fingers he wore rings, the left Celtic in design and the other forming a saw blade or wave pattern around the ring. Around his neck was a small, golden cross.
((Just so everyone knows what he's actually wearing biggrin ))
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 7:21 pm
Paul turned to Jacob as he approached. Given the way he walked up to them and was looking vaguely expectantly at Joe, Paul presumed this was Jacob, correctly, but incorrectly assumed he already had some idea of what was up.
"Jacob, I presume. Your warlock is...?" were the first words out of his mouth.
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