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 Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 5:55 pm
((Just making sure.))
"Ready as I'll ever be," Kurtis replied, shaking his head and chuckling.
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 6:19 pm
Tiki slid Kurtis a small pistol. "Just in case," he said with a wink.
They left the hotel, heading into the market.
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 6:26 pm
"All right," Kurtis replied. Before they left, he concealed it inside his leather jacket.
It was probably a sign of just how socially out-of-touch Doctor Kurtis Sewell was that he owned and wore a leather jacket.
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 6:33 pm
"All right," Connor said. "Our info says that following the crash, an old man appeared and began prophesying, as usually happens. Something about the end of the world. We're going to go see him."
They made their way through the market until they were near a dried-up well. There were few people around, the area being a bit off the main road. They saw the old man in question, who was tiredly sipping water from an old canteen.
Tiki approached him and they exchanged words. Tiki took the old man's arm and helped him over to the others. The old man opened his mouth and spoke.
"Are you here to hear about the End Times?"
Connor shook his head. "We have come because we have heard about some...strange occurrences. Centered around you."
The old man nodded. "The powers I have been given are to show the world that the End is coming." His English was barely understandable, but they definitely heard "powers".
"Powers?" Tiki asked.
The man nodded.
"Show us?" asked Kurtis.
He shook his head. "Not here. Too many people to profane it. Do you know somewhere private?"
Connor nodded. "We'll head back to the hotel. Tiki, if you would." They began to head back.
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 6:35 pm
Kurtis wasn't sure he believed the old man, but unthinking disbelief could only impede progress. He would give the man a chance to prove himself. They headed back to the hotel.
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 6:51 pm
((Nice.))
They made it back to the hotel room. They all spread out around the room, the old man leaning on a table. They looked on expectantly.
As he was about to speak, an explosion boomed though the area, followed immediately by screams and gunshots.
"Oh damn," Tiki said. "I was hoping it would be a good day."
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 6:57 pm
Kurtis put his face in his palm. "Please, tell me you aren't related to that," he 'asked' the old man.
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 7:30 pm
The man shook his head. Kurtis moved back as Tiki and Xander strode to the door.
"Looks like we're mostly clear for now," Tiki said. "I'd like to move us to another location though."
The old man sighed. "No...I'm too tired." Connor gave Tiki a look to say, "What can you do?"
Tiki rolled his eyes. "Fine. But hurry up." The gunshots were approaching now. Tiki's shirt turned a nervous gray.
The old man began to slowly shift around. What he was doing, no one knew, but it was clear that it would take a while.
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 7:35 pm
((Tiki's shirt changed to gray?))
"Oh, this is just grand," Kurtis declared sarcastically. "What the hell is going on?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 7:38 pm
((Haha. You didn't read his bio fully.))
"Terrorist attack, I'd guess," Tiki said. He listened to the gunfire. "AK47s. Yeah. Terrorists."
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 8:47 pm
((McMullard is back on hold. :'( ))
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2008 12:41 am
((My post asploded.
But the point was what the hell does gray mean? I've never seen a mood ring turn gray. o_O ))
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2008 6:57 am
((It's "Nervous."
Also, I shan't be around, probably - I'm leaving at about 10:00 to go move someone, and then I'm going straight from there to a friend's house. Brawl, ooooooh yeeeeeeaaaaaaaaah.))
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2008 6:01 pm
((Yeah. Mood Shirt.
Jealous? Yes. Yes you are.))
The sound of a door being kicked in down the hall, followed by rapid speaking in another language, heralded the approach of attackers. Tiki stepped out the door, raised his gun, and fired two shots, and the shouting stopped for now.
"Hurry up," he said urgently, his shirt drifting towards black.
The man continued to shuffle and murmur.
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2008 6:09 pm
((Black?))
Kurtis followed, drawing his gun and staying back.
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