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 Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 7:03 pm
Jacob winced as Joe removed his soul patch and swallowed his water, "Ouch." he commented as he began his own transformation.
He removed his own jacket and tied it around his waist and rolled the sleeves of his shirt up as well.
He ripped a large hole in the knee of his jeans. He then wet down his hair and styled it differently, splitting it in the middle and pushing most of it back.
"You have any sunglasses?" he asked Joe.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 7:17 pm
Joe pulled them out and handed them to him. "Nice."
After Jacob dawned them, Joe pushed the door open just in time to join a throng of people heading for the exit. He planned to get somewhere else and from there, try to get home.
First things first. Escape the airport. He stayed in the midst of the group, trying to keep himself and Jacob hidden on the way out.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 7:22 pm
Jacob grinned after applying the sunglasses, "Shank you." he said, following Joe through the airport.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 7:42 pm
A loud crowd was gathering at the door. Several men in black berets stood, assault rifles at their sides, while guards cordoned it off.
"This is for the city's safety!" a black beret man yelled. "Please, calm down!"
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 7:44 pm
Joe stamped his foot. "God damn it!"
Thinking quickly, he grabbed someone's water bottle and threw it at the window, hoping to prompt the angry crowd to break it. At the same time, he began murmuring zombie movie plotlines that started just like this to the people around him, trying to scare them.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 7:47 pm
The crowd began to grow loud. Others threw disposables at the windows.
A black beret man several rounds into the ceiling. "Everyone on the floor!" he roared. The crowd obeyed, Joe and Jacob following along. "If you think whatever petty concerns of yours are worth letting terrorists into the city, stand and speak now."
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 7:49 pm
"Zombies," Joe coughed loudly, making sure it was when Beret wasn't looking. He was still trying desperately to make the crowd react.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 7:50 pm
Jacob began to imitate the actions of a zombie to enhance Joe's point.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 8:00 pm
"You think this is funny?" one of the black berets snapped. Several more began to circle the crowd.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 8:04 pm
Joe quieted down. He held out a hand for Jacob to stop as well.
He sent an extremely soft mana probe out, testing to see if the men had shields up. They didn't yet. Joe sent as much information to the Fists.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 8:10 pm
Seemingly in reaction to the probe, Joe felt their shields activate. As the probe receded, he felt the shields deactivate; they seemed to be reacting to mana output.
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 6:33 am
Fists, do you count as a mana source? thought Joe.
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 11:51 am
Fyrin stamped. "I put it there! I shouldn't have to deal with this. You know what? Fine! Get in the elevator, go down there, okay? I'll go with you. You go first, you seem to know the way." Fyrin was formulating a plan. It might get suspicious for the elevator to go up and down again, but then again this was the place he was supposed to get paid; he wanted to check it out here. Plan was to knock out the guard, go down, put him upstairs, and go up. Hopefully permanent disabling.
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 12:53 pm
Something scanning for general mana output will find me, but I think those shields are keyed to approaching mana sources, the gauntlets answered.
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"Melvin, Anders," the vampire in front of Fyrin snapped out while snapping his fingers. Two vampires in body armor with rifles entered from the next door. One had a sheathed sword at his side; the other had an overlarge warhammer on his back. "Take our courier to the storehouse and find out if he's telling the truth and our accountants are being lazy bastards."
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 2:28 pm
Fyrin gritted his teeth. He didn't wanna go back down. That wouldn't be good. So he made an aggressive attitude shift. His men picked up on it; Steven and George both hosed down Melvin while James and Vlad immediately started firing on Anders. They aimed for the head, firing the fireflak round. Fyrin himself gathered a thaumaturgic fireball from a bandage, then slapped out the bandage like a whip that would detonate upon impact. He also prepared a way to cut the elevator cord and to seal whatever staircases might be around.
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