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 Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:26 pm
"Oh gee, I dunno, because I live here?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:27 pm
The foreigner is astounded. He reaches out to poke the machine before thinking he should mimic what he'd just seen the bespectacled man do. He leans forward and tries it out! If the machine is working properly it should repeat something like: "Hello!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:29 pm
"Well right now, so do I! And if I want to inject whatever the hell I want into me, I will!"
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The man smiles then hits one more setting. The machine should now be able to translate both of their languages. "There we go." He looks at the unconscious dude. "We need to get your friend somewhere more comfortable to recover."
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:33 pm
Ugh! Jesus! She's a crackwhore, he bets. "Okay, yeah, you can't live here anymore. Take your stuff and go." He looks around for her things.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:34 pm
The poor guy is having trouble deciding what to look at. He finally tears his focus away from the neat machine to his sleeping friend, and his face grows worrisome again. ".. He'll be okay? You think so?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:36 pm
"Nay! Ye can't make me." And she's wearing all of her things.
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"Yes, but we need to move him. My craft is nearby, but you'll need to help carry him." Mister Dewd tucks the device into his front pocket and shuts his briefcase. He then picks up the briefcase and reached to grab unconscious dewd's arms as well.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:38 pm
Although the notion is laughable, he tries to walk over and pick her up anyway. What's he thinking? He wants to carry her over the threshold (outside), and then dump her on the ground. And then he'll retreat to his apartment again.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:40 pm
Manages a tired little smile and slowly stands. He reaches down and carefully hauls Unconsciouspants up and drapes him over a shoulder, stepping backwards to adjust the weight. Is very glad his friend is a skinny little shrimp.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:41 pm
She backs away from him, her hand flying to a pocket on her belt. "What the hell do ye think yer doing?"
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Mister Dewd nods slightly then gestures that red man follows. And thinks all characters should learn to frickin' introduce themselves. "It's right this way."
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:42 pm
"I'm kicking you out, that's what. You're not bringing drugs in here."
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:44 pm
Would have to agree with the trindeucething. Slowly follows and is very careful to not stumble. "Thank you so much for helping, uh.. What should I call you?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:46 pm
"I didn't bring in any drugs, ye idiot."
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"Sin." When they reach the street there is the same beat up looking hovercraft trin arrived in. Sin opens the back door. "Set him in there."
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:48 pm
He nods slowly and carefully rests the restful in the back of the craft. "Where are we going to go?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:51 pm
He pauses in trying to apprehend her. "I don't want you dropping those needles on the floor. If I come in here and find that all over the place, you're out of here."
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:52 pm
And special note about the inside of the craft - It's much bigger than the outside suggests. More like the inside of a stretch limo, though that isn't visible until you actually go inside. "Answer me this first. How did you land back there?"
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"Quit the empty threats. They're getting annoying."
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