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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 9:47 am
"I can teleport us there," offered Mephisto. "Want to come with us and watch us kick some Same a**, Tobias?"
"Um.... hang on...." Tobias said, tapping a key on his sleeping laptop. "According to my schedule, I have a meeting with a billionaire who's interested in investing in one hundred of my robots. Yeah, I can skip that," he said, with the self-assurance of a college student who decides he can miss one of his classes.
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 1:42 pm
"you'd really miss something like that?"*she looked like she didnt believe him*
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 3:39 pm
"Um... yeah. This is my world. It revolves around me," Tobias said. "Things have been crazy, Dr. Faust... but I'm glad to see you again."
"Likewise..." Faust said. He didn't know that Tobias had technically kissed him, and it was probably best to keep it that way.
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 3:41 pm
"oh.."*she said quietly. she had never even felt remotly that important. she could see clearly the differences between them and their lives*
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 10:03 am
"Dolores?" Tobias said, picking up the phone and calling his secretary. "I'm leaving. On business tell Lord or Count or Whatever-He-Is that I'll maybe get in touch with him at a later date, depending on my mood." he hung up.
"Tobias...." Faust chastised. "You shouldn't be so difficult."
"I'm a Sumter! Of RAZOREDGE! I can be whatever I want!" Tobias said. Suddenly remembering something, he picked up the phone and called Dolores again. "There is a hutch of rabbits down in the storeroom. Lobby eats his dinner at 6:45 sharp. So, give him two rabbits, OK? Otherwise he'll feel neglected and cause serious property damage."
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 10:06 am
*netsubo shuddered*"that thing eats rabbits?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 10:14 am
"Oh, typically, but he'll eat anything if he gets hungry enough. Once he tried to eat Dolores... she's never gotten over the fright, so I try to help her by making sure she conditions herself towards him."
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 10:15 am
"right..."*another shudder*"well, we should get going..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 10:18 am
POOF! Mephisto teleported them to the middle of the city again.
"Excuse me, ma'am..." Faust said.
"FIlthy addict! Get your hands off me, freak!"
Tobias blinked. "Are we in New York? Where does Same live, anyway?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 4:48 pm
"japan....i think he's trying to get me to go back to the Ritz with him....which WON'T happen!"*growing more annoyed at mephisto*
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 6:40 pm
"She wasn't rude to Faust because we're in New York... it's because he's foreign, and they're a little Xenophobic here," Mephistophiles explained. "Plus, he looks like a heroin addicted corpse."
"He's a great man," Tobias mumbled.
"Oh, and YOU'd know that, wouldn't you?" Mephisto asked sarcastically.
"Please stop talking about me as if I'm not here," Faust said.
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 6:41 pm
*netsubo sighed*"how come we arent in japan? isnt that where same is? we werent gone that long..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 10:33 pm
"We are in Japan," explained Mephisto. "But in a very industrial part of the city, more dowtown. I put us in a different place than before, so that Same won't be on guard watching for us.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 8:05 am
"never been to this part..."*she shrugged*"then again, i dont really go many places other than the slum that i live in..."*she looked around, trying to get her barings*
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 8:24 am
Mephisto offered her his arm. "Shall we?"
"I don't like the city," sighed Tobias. "It's really difficult, since I live and work in Detroit.... but I never go outside. Too many people." he recoiled as a group of tourists almost touched him.
"Why is that?" Faust asked curiously. "You were never much of one for physical contact, but..."
"I just don't like people. I like robots. And lobsters."
"You like me," Faust said softly.
"Well... you're different..."
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