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 Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2008 11:23 pm
Kanu rolled her eyes and began to type quickly on one of the multiple keyboards built into the large computer.
"I'm sending some grunts the coordinates to your location," she stated crisply. "Watch for a boat that'll pick you up." Then she smirked. "And Morto is here with me. Would you like to say hello?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2008 11:30 pm
Bubba grimaced as he suppressed a shudder. "No, I'll pass. One thing I'm concerned about... I may need to have my eye replaced. Not sure how good Morto is at repairing that kind of stuff."
Also, a fragment of a piece of information was in Bubba's hands, being examined. "His police friend... I've got her I.D. Says that her name is... Rose Sphinx."
((Kanu might recognize Rose's name since she was a former gang member in her youth. or not, but its just a thought.))
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2008 11:34 pm
((Good idea... twisted ))
Kanu's eyes lit up as he said Rose's name.
Rose...
Morto shook his head, able to hear Bubba.
"I resent that," he stated simply, knowing the other would be able to hear him. "Don't forget, if it wasn't for me you probably wouldn't be alive right now, if the scanners are correct about the amount of damage you just took." He rolled his eyes. "I could probably fit you with an prosthetic eye - I'll need to get the measurements though, and we'd need to run tests-"
"Did you kill her, Bubba?" Kanu suddenly asked, cutting Morto off. "Did you kill that flower girl?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2008 11:40 pm
"Negative," Bubba replied. He could hear the boat in the distance. "Though I certainly killed her car," he said with dry humor. "But no, unless the girl suddenly contracted the urge to perform suicide, she's alive. Unfortunately, I would say."
Bubba could guess from the tone and manner of Kanu's voice that she was interested in Rose. Maybe they knew each other - didn't matter, though; it wasn't Bubba's business unless Kanu decided it was.
"That girl packs one hell of a buckshot."
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2008 11:57 pm
Kanu snorted.
"Dammit..." she breathed, too low for Bubba to hear. "I thought she was dead already! Damn girl!" She rolled her eyes at Bubba's afterthought. "Yes, I'm sure she does," she replied dryly. "I bet you enjoyed that, didn't you, my darling masochist?"
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A small speedboat slid up the currents of sewer water towards Bubba, emergency personal ready and waiting to treat him as the boat slid to a smooth, silent stop.
All people on the boat - and the boat itself - were covered in black. They blended in perfectly with the darkness of the tunnels.
Looking over to Bubba, the captain of the craft motioned for the large man to get on.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 12:03 am
Bubba laughed as he boarded the craft, causing it to rock slightly. "Doesn't matter what they label me. Anyway, if this 'Rose' is a problem, I can surely take care of her, if you wish. Don't touch me with that!"
The last part of Bubba's comment had been directed towards a medic who had tried to give him a sedative. "No tranks," Bubba growled, his phone held away from his mouth. This would not completely muffle the brief sound of a slap. Returning his attention to the phone, however, Bubba said, "They're here. I can give you a full report when I get back, ma'am."
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 12:07 am
There was silence for a moment on Kanu's side.
"Who did you just hit, my darling?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 12:26 am
Bubba replied without hesitation. "I knocked a syringe out of some guy's hand," brief, indiscernible followed this, before Bubba spoke into the phone again. "Chuck. His name." More conversation away from the phone. Then some yelling. The words that were audible on Kanu's end sounded something like, '...DON'T NEED A SEDATIVE!'
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 12:32 am
"Calm DOWN, Bubba!" Kanu ordered icily. "If ANY of those workers come back with so much as a BRUISE you're not going to see the light of day for weeks! Now put me on speaker!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 12:42 am
Although angry, Bubba relented. He knew better than to risk denying Kanu's orders. Bubba pressed a button, then shoved the cell phone into the hands of Chuck. "It's on speaker."
The man sat down grumpily, eyes closed, as if trying to resist the pain of a large headache.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 12:46 am
Calmly, Kanu informed the members of the boat's crew that Bubba would have no need of a sedative, and would be quite alright until they returned to Hellz Reign's base.
"Besides," she continued. "You wouldn't want to have to heave his bulk off of that boat by yourselves. Trust me - you're better off just leaving him awake. You wouldn't want to accidentally capsize at the docks trying to get him off the boat, now would you?" Snickering - probably from Morto - was heard softly in the background. Then she began to talk to Bubba again. "Okay Bubba, I'm done. They understand now. Turn off the speaker, please."
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 12:52 am
Bubba turned the speakerphone off, raising it to his ears. Although bodily damage wasn't something to be much worried about, Bubba did suffer from somewhat of a mild, post-battle depressive state, anytime that he managed to work up his berserk blood lust.
It would resolve itself in about an hour.
"I'm sorry, Kanu." Bubba apologized with a long, drawn-out sigh. Half of his face was beginning to turn into an ugly purple mess.
"Is there anything else you wished to tell me or inform me? I'll have to hang up before we start moving."
((gtg, goodnight.))
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 12:59 am
Kanu dismissed his apology.
"No need to apologize, my dear," she replied easily, her voice like soothing silk in his ear. "You've done very well. Morto have you patched up in no time when you get here. Ah, and yes," she stated in response to his question as she remembered. "We have a job to do when you recover - we need to get rid of a pest... and make it look like an accident. I'll fill you in completely on the details when that eye of yours gets refurbished." She chuckled slightly. "All right Dear, let me not keep you. We'll talk more when you've been pampered. See you then."
The line clicked off as she severed the connection.
Immediately the boat began to move, the emergency team simply making Bubba comfortable and wrapping up his wounds before leaving him alone, the hull sliding easily through the water, following the currents towards the underground entrance to Hellz Reign's base.
((Good night!))
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 6:40 am
((i guess now we wait for a time-skip. tomorrow he can be recuperated... since its like 1:00 AM RP-time.))
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 4:44 pm
Jasmine feuded over whether she should place another call to Tony, as she drove back to the place she was keeping Alfone. Not tonight. She would seem desperate, and besides - there was a man she could play with. And by 'play,' Jasmine did not intend anything pleasurable... unless Alfone enjoyed torture.
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