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 Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2011 5:57 am
"I-I don't know. Th-there's a gang in the area, um, the Griffs. They're the ones who broke in." Izumi talked while she kept working on the bike. Things were going well, it wouldn't be much longer before the machine was fixed.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 2:48 am
Ahh, so they were a gang. Hu, maybe he should be careful of wandering around here on his own. He was of course confident in his ability to take whatever they might throw at him hand to hand, and fairly confident about pokemon battles, he wasn’t going to pretend he could deal with people with guns.
“Won’t they be back then?” Mr. Gentle Tactfulson wondered aloud. “If they’ve got something against you I can’t imagine them saying ‘oh what a plucky girl for trying to rebuild’ or anything like that.” In her position he’d be packing up and moving out as soon as possible; there was brave and stubborn, and then there was sodding stupid. Apparently good with machines and though this girl was, he was definitely starting to put her into the latter category.
There had to be something better to do than hang out here. "Look," Aulus got back to his feet, "how about I leave you to do your thing, hu? I could use some air." He seemed to be making her nervous anyway so it would probably be quicker in the long run. Clicking his tongue to Tortie he made for the exit, pausing only to add; "Do not mess up my bike," before vanishing into the street.
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