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 Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 10:43 pm
Nathan closed his eyes, breathed in deep and exhaled. He opened his eyes and spoke to everyone.
"What's the plan?"
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 12:36 pm
Mark stood in front the door and looked at his new team of warriors.
"We're going to Piroth, in the east. There are more ally troops there..."
Anne interrupted him.
"Why, don't we just go after the demons? They're still out there in the streets causing chaos... plus, I'm sure the troops can take care of theirselves."
She placed her hands on her hips and hoped the others would agree with her. Anne knew she would rather chase down the creatures that raided the market place and whorehouses than run into that scarf beast again.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2005 11:26 am
Detroit hesitated, unsure what to say. He liked the idea of chasing down the demons, but still felt like they lacked the firepower, even with their new weapons.
"I dunno," he said. "We won't run into... him again will we?"
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2005 11:18 pm
"we will but we don't have to worry. What happens happens for a reason! We can trust that God's plan will work out in the end. I think God want's us to fight for him here. So we will be protected." Nathan said this all smiling. He was confident that God's purpose would be done and that they were part of that purpose.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 1:41 pm
Anne dropped her hands from her hips and considered Nathan's point.
Mark shook his head in agreement with Nathan then walked out past Joseph, who was leaning on two metal crutches Mark had found in the back room.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 11:23 pm
A knock rang out from the door, extremely hurried and urgent sounding.
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2005 8:44 am
"Hello? Who goes there?" Nathan smiled back at Detroit. "I always wanted to say that" he said softly. sweatdrop
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2005 2:14 pm
Anne grabbed one of the silencers from her side and leaned aside a wall in the opposite room, just in case whoever was at the door was not an ally.
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 4:07 pm
Detroit grinned back at Nathan stupidly. Chuckling to himself, he readied his shotgun. "Still..." he mused "Evil seldom knocks..."
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2005 2:11 pm
Nathan waited for an answer. He readied his desert eagle as he listened to hear what was out there.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2005 7:32 am
"Who's there?" Detroit called, preparing to open the door and let the person in. "Just tell us who you are and we'll let you in."
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2005 7:44 am
A young woman's voice cried through the door "Please, let me in, my friend, he's hurt!"
((sorry it took me so long, stuff n' things to do...))
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2005 8:04 am
((No prob. I was gone three days 'cause my internet crashed. Gaah!))
Detroit looked to Nathan and Anne. "Do you think it's safe?" He felt very uneasy, but he definetly didn't want to shut out someone in need. He went to a window and attempted to peer out and see who was there.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2005 8:45 pm
What he saw outside was a young, dark-haired woman, dressed in a t-shirt and faded jeans. She seemed to be crying over a young man, who was bleeding less and less into the large trail of blood that came up into the doorstep. His face was white, and he could seen barely moving as he lie in her arms. He was dressed in black and white clothes that seemed to have been shredded, and his silver hair covered his eyes. The girl looked up, her face seemed genuinely distraut as she yelled. "Please, just come and help us! He's lost a lot of blood!"
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 12:20 pm
Detroit shuddered and turned back to his friends, telling them what he saw. "Guys... even if it is a trap of some kind... we can't just leave them there... I mean - what if they're for real? We're stuck in a rather risky situation here... what do we do? That boy looked pretty bad..." But something about the whole situation still made him uncomfortable.
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