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 Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 11:15 pm
Mackie, on his way to the kitchen for some muffin, saw Xeen in the corridor. "Yo, boss. I got those pics of the bridge." He held up the roll of film. "That new guy did a number on it, but didn't bring it down. I haven't seen him around - did he make it back?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 11:17 pm
5ilver 5treak Mackie, on his way to the kitchen for some muffin, saw Xeen in the corridor. "Yo, boss. I got those pics of the bridge." He held up the roll of film. "That new guy did a number on it, but didn't bring it down. I haven't seen him around - did he make it back?" "Umbra did, in fact, make it back. He did me a great service tonight at the harbor. Might I ask where the hell you were? We need to post guards. Supers, not nimrods with guns. That wretch Minerva caused damage, but her and her accomplice are both dead."
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 11:23 pm
"The harbor? I was there just a couple hours ago, after I took these. I've been waiting to give 'em to you. In fact, I met Umbra just outside the door with Erica. But he wasn't the guy I meant. I was talking about that other new guy, Miran."
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 11:42 pm
5ilver 5treak "The harbor? I was there just a couple hours ago, after I took these. I've been waiting to give 'em to you. In fact, I met Umbra just outside the door with Erica. But he wasn't the guy I meant. I was talking about that other new guy, Miran." Xeen shook his head. "I have not had the chance to speak to Miran. However, my knowledge of the bridge is limited, at best. Fill me in, please, Sir Mackie." He said, leaning the Temhar Ctamb agaist the wall, straighting his shirt and fixing himself, looking a little less belugered, and more like his normal astute self.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 5:42 am
"Well, like I said, I got pitchers of the bridge right here. They show the damaged spots so's we can figger out how to bring down the whole thing." He handed Xeen the roll of film.
"Oh, I also talked to a guy name of Kal Clipper - says he's Director of the Jets, the gang that's moved in on the Shark's old turf. I told him that it would be a good thing if more of our fights with the West-siders happened on the West Side - for him and for us - and that with the four-one-one maybe we could make that happen. He said he was willing to help out for some give-n-take, but there's somethin' about him I don't trust. He ain't like no Jet I ever saw - too old and he wuz wearing a suit. I said I'd give him a number ta call in a couple days."
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 1:24 pm
Erica sat in front of the snake's cage, watching him carefully. She had collected a nice bit of venom and had stored it a vial in the fridge. She had named the snake Lucy as an odd joke, in memory of an old boyfriend. Erica smiled, "at least you aren't lighting anyone on fire, Luce." She walked out of her room, and down the stairs to see what the others were up to.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 1:26 pm
Scott was in the kitchin, finally making that sandwich he was talking about earlier... Along with a bomb...
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 1:28 pm
Baranar, unlike the others who were lightly plopped out of the portal, was thrown out and sent skidding out of the entire portal room, slamming into the far wall. Baranar was hunched in the fetal position as pain wracked through his entire body. Colors swirled in his eyes, tears forcing their way out of his clamped shut eyes. Through the pain, he thought he heard something, something loud. Only then did he realise that he was screaming as if the very fires of hell were upon him.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 1:29 pm
Erica walked into the kitchen, looked at Blitz, walked back out, walked back in, and looked at Blitz again. "What are you doing?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 1:53 pm
"I'm making a sandwich." He put the top piece of bread on. "And now, I'm about to eat the sandwich."
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Rugged Sauce Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 1:55 pm
Erica paused, "Do you hear that?" She started on her way to the basement, walking quickly.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 1:59 pm
"Nope, but you can go and investi..." But she had already gone. So he got a coke from the fridge, and began eating his sandwich.
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Rugged Sauce Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 2:05 pm
Erica found her way to the basement, seeing Baranar on the floor. "Baranar?" She crouched down putting a hand onto his forehead. She tried to draw out whatever it was that made him scream. She hissed, the pain was harsh, even for her.
(10 5 2 5)
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 2:09 pm
Scott finished up his sandwich, tossed the plate in the sink, then went back to work on the bomb.
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Rugged Sauce Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 3:07 pm
"jst lv t..." Was all Baranar could get out between clenched teeth, a poor attempt at 'just leave it'. "a kn wh t s." He sputtered out (I know who it is) as he was still curled on the ground, sweat drenching his face, the pain excruciating, but not letting him pass out.
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