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 Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 2:55 pm
"This here's ma doohicky!" the man exclaimed. He reached into his pockets and pulled out a device, obviously of Zurg design, holding it out for Adam to see. It was slightly rectangular, and a single red buttom was on the top. Otherwise, it was completely smooth, aside from the etchings in the metal surface.
"Only... erm... 500 gold!" (Between $1 and $5, by my reckoning)
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 2:59 pm
((alright, I didn't send in my profile saying that Adam had any gold on him, but I myself have an easy 500 gold. Do I just use my gaia account stash to pay for it?))
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:01 pm
And Aiolos kept finding things to snatch. He didn't want anything too big, just something that was useful, but expensive enough to sell. Hmm... maybe if they got into the garage.... They could steal a car. From the outside, their garage was huge, these rich idiots weren't going to notice a car was missing. Before he went to find the key hook for the cars, he went over to a nice bottle of wine. 1789. Oooh.... Aiolos took it.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:03 pm
((It's IC money, and considering that it's pocket change, I think it's fine if he has it on him. sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:07 pm
((alright, thanks.))
Adam laughed at the price for the Zurg technology, then smiled at the homeless man. "That it? You got yourself a deal there."
With that, Adam reached into one of his front tactical vest pockets. He wasn't too rich at the moment, but he did have 500 gold on him, he knew that. Pulling out a small purse, he read the front of it and grinned. 500, exact. He held it out in front of him, but kept a firm grip on it just in case the gray-coat covered man decided to take it from him and run.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:08 pm
"Thank you, sir," the homeless man said, handing the remote and taking the money.
((Okay, the way this works: the remote does nothing where you are right now. Perhaps it's a remote control of some sort?))
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:11 pm
Adam grinned and crammed the device into one of his side, easy to reach pockets. "Thanks, man." He said, and walked back to the house. He proceeded the crouch down in front of it, behind a low bush, still keeping watch for any authority that decided to show up and start something.
((So, will I know when the thing will work? Will it be obvious?))
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:12 pm
((You'll know if you press the button and something happens. If it's a Zurg remote, it might work on some other piece of Zurg technology.
((PM me if you try it in a different area, a'ight?))
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:15 pm
Hayden moved with lightning agility as he darted silently and invisibly about the alleyways and streets of this well moneyed beach-front neighborhood. He bounded effortlessly around the sides of buildings, off of walls, and roof to roof. He scanned the area from above, below, side to side, and every other which-way as he searched for his teammates, his senses acute as ever. As he sighted a comrade of his bargaining with a street peddler, he clasped his neck where the tattoo had been made and disabsorbed the marble from within him which had given him these startling abilities. To do this he pulled with great strength, a strength that, while physically taxing, was not physical, and came naturally with the marble, the tattoo, or some other force.
Regardless, he now had the marble in hand, and his sense of extreme stealth was fleeting as he hurtled closer, and ever faster towards the street where his teammate was standing. With his feet in a sliding position, he braced himself for a relatively minimal impact, blindly concealing the marble on his person.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:18 pm
Benz... Jaguar.... Ferrari.... Ferrari... That sounds fun.
Aiolos took the Ferrari key from it's hook and looked for the garage.
The house's garage door opened, and a red F335 GTS Ferrari rolled down the driveway and down the road. He wasn't a car buff, but Aiolos noted that it was a convertiable, judging by the cloth roof on it. It was also fast, like most sports cars were.
He opened a window and pulled up to Adam,
"I suck at driving, you drive." He went in the front passenger's seat, the only other seat there was.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:24 pm
((Yeah, sure.))
"Certainly." Adam said, and jumped in though the driver's seat window with swift speed and catlike grace, never having to open the door. He quickly flipped the switch that brought the soft top down off of them, and he looked to Aiolos.
"Hope ya don't mind wind in your face....I drive rather...agressively." Adam said with a smirk, then pressed down on the gas twice, making the telltale vrrooomm sound with the engine.
Just as he was about to speed off, however, Adam caught Hayden out of the corner of his eye. He turned to look at him, then shouted in his direction. "Hop in! Plenty of room here. Just be ready to lay down some fire from the back seat!"
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:31 pm
Hayden slid on the ground before the car which had just come to a halt, plumes of dust from the ocean air rising behind him. As he landed, a head aching, nauseating, and disorienting feeling overcame him. His body needed the marble and he knew it. He dug for it, crammed it back in it's place on his neck and rose to his feet in a defensive position, removing his gun from it's place on his back and surveying his surroundings with great diligence. He was no longer invisible, but he felt the sense of speed returning.
This marble was an addiction like nothing else and he couldn't go without it... But he loved it anyway.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:33 pm
"Let's go back to Barton, ferry will transport our ride."
"So, what did you get?" Aiolos asked, refering to the raid.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:35 pm
Hayden leaped with grace and speed onto the back of the car, and shouldered his MG-3, at the ready in no longer than a second or so. He called out to Adam in the driver's seat, "Affirmative sir, let's rock and roll"
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:38 pm
"Got a hold of this controller thingy..." Adam said, and tossed the zurg object to Aiolos. "Just keep pressin' that button. Maybe somethin' will happen as we pass through somewhere."
As Adam watched Hayden come to a stop in front of the car, he honked the horn once. "Get the hell in here! We need to find another marble, now!" Adam looked to the back of the Ferrari and noticed a lack of extra seats however and shook his head.
"Gonna be a tight fit, though." He said, but his usual sarcastic tone was lost. He was only focused on one thing. Getting the heck out of dodge and finding the nearest marble bearer, and snatching away whatever little sphere they happened to have.
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