|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 7:45 am
George got up. "Happy?" He asked. He found his pistol was still in his pocket. "There you are." He took it out, and loaded it.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 9:33 am
"Now. We need to get you NOT looking like you're some sort of military tool..." he said, rubbing his chin.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 9:47 am
"What's wrong with my looks?" George asked. "I like it."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 10:58 am
Roland's finger then jabbed George on the forehead.
"Listen, kid. If you walk out in partially-destroyed combat armor, they're going to KNOW where you came from." he said, pulling the finger back before jabbing him again.
"Either we find you some normal-looking clothes, or you're staying in a sack and being dragged through the streets."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 11:00 am
"Fine." George took off his combat armor, underneath he had a t-shirt and slacks.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 11:11 am
"Much better." Roland sighed, walking over to a table and removing the outfit he was wearing.
He then looked over at George, his eye twitching.
"Now that I think about it, you'll probably have a better time avoiding attention than me."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 11:13 am
"Probably I will." George nodded. "Now we have to get out of here."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 11:15 am
"Riiiiiight..." Roland said, throwing all of his gear into a large pack and throwing it over his shoulder.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 11:20 am
George grabbed his only thing, the pistol. His foldaway computer was destroyed.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 7:52 pm
"Alright. We're going to need to make our way to the outskirts of the city. Also, we need to be VEEEEERRRRY inconspicuous about it..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 7:55 pm
"You say something?" George ask as he started to hotwire a military vehicle from the troopers who just died.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 8:03 pm
Roland's eye twitched.
"....Note to self: Hit boy. Hard."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 8:18 pm
George hopped into the car. "Coming or no?" He asked. "It's only got three gallons left, so I'd say that's around fifty to sixty miles left."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 8:20 pm
Roland rolled his eye before walking in and moving to the driver's seat.
"If we get pulled over, I'm using you as a meat shield." he said, driving off.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 8:21 pm
George smiled. "Ah, yes. Okay. Off we go."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
