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 Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 1:03 pm
"Thank god..."
Was Allen's response to the arrival of clothes. Probably not what fat man was used too, but at least it was covering. Which would mean that what nature had never inteded for man to see would again be covered. Luckily, Allen was purposely looking at Flare. He did not want to see Conrad dressing himself.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 1:07 pm
While Conrad was (presumably) getting dressed, Flare turned her attention to Allen. "I consider my debt to you well repaid."
By now.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 1:26 pm
Charles turned to Flare and smirked. "I was just going to give him the tarp in the back of my van," he said so only she could hear, "but your idea's probably better."
After this he walked behind Conrad and helped him to get up to his feet. Pushing on his back was an awful lot like pushing memory foam. "You've got a date with a temple and your chariot awaits you."
Charles was just hoping the suspension of the van would hold out.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 1:30 pm
"Wha..." Conrad did not particularly get it. He did realize that some outlandish outfit was presented to him. Had it not been for an excessive amount of cool air blowing in parts where it should not - he might well have refused. As far as things went the effects of the cold showed.
One trunk of a leg lifted into the shorts followed by the other. Then a whole lot of bending and flexing and moving that seemed utterly pointless as he slide them up and on. It was - put simply - some sick s**t. And if Charles were close enough to touch that meat mountain of a back Lord have pity on his soul. Or something like that anyway.
"Temple ungh..." Sounded so enthused by the principal. "Oh yeah...stuff happening...Browning b***h there...haha...I totally scored with her." By all standards he was talking to either himself or Charles. Maybe even just someone in his head.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 1:42 pm
Allen simply gave Flare a smile, as friendly as it could be under the circumstances. He really thought he could get to like the woman as a friend, given time. But, from her tone, he doubted that they'd have that much time.
"I wasn't aware there was a debt in the first place, but...whatever. Still, thanks for your help. I enjoyed working with you. Hopefully we'll be able to work together again in the future, rather than ending up against eachother."
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 2:47 pm
Whomever Conrad was rambling to, Charles heard what the man was saying. And saw things he didn't want to see. Like staring into the sun with binoculars.
"That's right, you sure did score. I'm sure she'd really love to see you," he said, gently pushing Conrad in the direction of the armored van. Charles had no doubts that Sam could do better and sure as hell didn't sleep with this marshmallow.
But still, seeing the resulting fireworks was going to be pretty hilarious.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 4:28 pm
Conrad was content to be lead on his quest for saucy milk maids and future riches. Getting the shirt on was a bit harder as he had to stretch his fat all around. By the time he buttoned the travesty up his fat had almost exploded some of the buttons. The stores biggest was not quite big enough.
About all this time his hand had been clenched tight into a fist. Not much of a thing to notice as he had been so out of it. As he climbed into the Van though his hand released and something smooth and pink slid out and right under the van below the door.
He did not seem to miss the item that seemed to be sparkling.
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Elevar's Announcement I just got word I might be delayed tomorrow. And I've not slept all last night and today - I'm sleeping now. So just feel free to have Conrad pass out in the back or something and drag him along nya?
I planned to play with you all alot more...but no time for that. Sorry.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 4:46 pm
Allen blinked, as the sparking caught his eye, and did a quick Accelerate over to it. No need to take risks, after all. So, he was there almost as soon as Conrad was in the van, the object already slipped into his bag as the blurring ended. He hadn't really looked at what he'd picked up, but after the collecting the petals thing he felt anything that might be useful should be gathered.
"So, Degs. You think I'm actually going to fit in there with fat man and the milkmaids?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 4:57 pm
"And Stryphe," Charles added, opening the back of the van and getting Conrad in. Several disgusted squeals and foreign gibberish followed, along with a "What the ******** is that?!" from the bossman. Charles too had seen the petal, but allowed Allen to collect it.
"It's going to be a Christmas miracle, but you could probably get in. I guess I could hotwire you a motorcycle or something." The Chauffeur looked back into the van to find the large man fast asleep. "But you'll miss out on the wholesome Conrad time, the man who obliviously became a tool of world domination time."
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 5:00 pm
Allen thought. And thought. And thought. And then said three mighty words.
"I call shotgun."
And so he did, slipping into the passenger seat.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 5:13 pm
"Well that leaves driver seat for me," Charles said, walking around the armored van and getting into the only seat he believed he should ever be in in a car. The van was already in idle after fleeing the collapsing boardwalk.
Looking at all the battle damage he said, "Man, I am not jealous of any city worker at this moment," and then shifted the van into reverse, turning it around to head back to the temple.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 10:52 pm
Flare merely shrugged. "I hope so as well." He made a good ally, and she could not say she disliked him. "I can't say it wasn't enjoyable to work with you. But for now, I'll be making my own way back to the temple..."
She took off before the object fell from Conrad's hands. The demon wanted to be away from that disgusting pile of flesh as soon as possible.
((To whatever direction the temple is in.))
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 2:06 am
(ooc: I don't exactly like doing this, but...)
And so, the van drove off towards the boardwalk.
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