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 Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 8:25 pm
Knowing Gamma would be following behind him quickly Gammu landed in a field with white chalk lines. Not bothering to think much more of it as he was in the open he continued on his way.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 8:57 pm
Gamma kept up at a run shovel still in hand. That was possibly the worst experience with catshit he ever had.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 9:00 pm
Moving at a half step march Gammu waited for Gamma to catch up so they could leave the area together. "Today hasn't been your day brother. But we have another item, are chances of victory are improving; but from what I saw it would seem as though we would not be capable of attaining any more items if you getting thrown means what I think it does. Oh, and nice camo scheme."
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 9:05 pm
Gamma tossed the collapsed shovel to his brother. Dismissing the comment about his armor totally; atleast it smelled nice.
"Yeah, I'll keep that in mind when the next time I go digging through a pile of s**t." Fair assumption and it meant they wouldn't be dealing with any more random chaos. The last thing he wanted to do was repeat that ethereal drop kick.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 9:08 pm
Catching the shovel he clamped it to it's spot on his right thigh. Opening the little cargo area he took out the bag and looked in. Inside where coins but we he pulled one out it was gone. Surprisingly the bag never emptied or felt any lighter or heavier. Upon each one though he could see a faint script of what looked like one of the seven sins, "Well at least we got something else true to our character, greed."
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 9:12 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 9:15 pm
"Put that s**t away. People could see." Gamma could hear shouting a couple fields over and a roar of an internal combustion engine. This field, this baseball field, was empy. So he moved away from the sound quietly; leading Gammu away.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 10:05 pm
Out of the mess that was the shopping area, a very female Rage was helping Owle along. Not sure of if this was a good "Owle has checked out" or a bad "Owle has checked out," she sensed that there was still a mental bond between them, which was a good sign. But, now what? It seemed very rude to try to send a message to opaj through Owle, and so Rage waited for the time being.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 10:08 pm
Coming, Owle pushed at opaj.
"opaj says they got away..." Owle mumbled, not looking at anything in particular. "New friends..."
"Vahn tried talking to me...hope he's okay..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 10:10 pm
Now Gamma had to try and get away; Gammu did the same. Just a quick hop over the thigh-high fence that went around the field and he was on the sidewalk. He really doubted that glowing pink would draw any more attention than being near 7' with one big red eye and tusks. Power armor failed at being inconspicuous. Across the street there was an odd looking women and a ... Man? With green hair and rather short clothing.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 10:12 pm
Owle was talking, so that was a good sign. Mind constantly flitting to the necklace in her pack, Rage kept a hand against her right hip as she walked just in case. "C'mon... let's sit down for a minute," she said, helping Owle to a bench.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 10:14 pm
"Kay..." Owle said, complying with Rage. She managed to sit down without incident.
North Gate, she sent to opaj. Not far.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 10:14 pm
((*Jumps up and down, being more-so obvious*))
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 10:17 pm
((Rage is currently cursed and at the moment is a woman. Long story.))
"Owle, might want to break out of glazed-eye mode. We got company," said Rage, nudging her lightly as she stood back up to face the powered armor across the street. Exactly how did one approach a seven foot tall mecha?
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 10:17 pm
opaj approached the North Gate from the lake. Angel was probably following him, and Gregory might also have been following him.
Gotcha, he sent back to Owle, before closing his eyes and feeling them out. Finding them almost immediately, his eyes snapped open and he traversed the streets that he knew oh-so-well, stopping after going around a corner and seeing his two companions.
He also saw Mr. Powersuit. Guys, don't look now, but one of the suspicious fellows I told you about earlier... right across the street from you.
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