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 Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 9:21 am
Kitt waited outside, sitting in a chair and staring out the window. After she joined Anatoly, Hawke said, "I have a car outside. Let's head to that cafe."
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 9:43 am
"Wait, Hawke. You're known to be law enforcement, right?" Anatoly scratched his head. "You're not going to scare this guy off just by being in the area, are you?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 9:48 am
"I wouldn't worry about it," Hawke said. "It's been way too many years since I've been on the streets for anyone to have a chance at recognizing me. Besides, I can disguise myself."
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 9:59 am
"Shall we meet there? I can scout it for entrances, exits, the like, while you do your disguise... disguisey thing," Anatoly suggested.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 10:02 am
"Sounds excellent," Hawke said. They got in the hovercar and drove to the location.
Once there, Hawke waited for Anatoly to get out before driving a block away. Kitt was with Anatoly.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 10:13 am
Anatoly entered the cafe with Kitt. "So we only have a bit of time to inform this guy of our need to contact him in secret before Hawke catches us. Oh boy..." he muttered.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 10:55 am
Sarah continued to jab the knife at the guy's arm with no effect. Oh for ******** sake, what the hell is up with this crazy son of a b***h? Her vision was starting to blur and she tried to get him to let go of her harder than before. She even tried kicking his leg hoping that it would work. I want to live, damn it!
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 12:54 pm
Kitt nodded and pointed. There was a man sitting at the bar alone, his back hunched as he nursed a drink. How she knew who he was remained a mystery.
They had maybe a minute before Hawke entered.
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In kicking him, Sarah found that his body was solid. Beyond muscle-solid; he seemed to be made of stone.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 1:22 pm
Anatoly sat beside him, asked for a raspberry mocha, and in a casual voice, spoke to the man beside him: "In about a half-minute, a cop is going to come in here, but I need to talk to you in private at some other time. Suggestions for how to resolve this?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 1:32 pm
The man looked over but made no response. Apparently, he wasn't about to incriminate himself in any way or take any kind of risk.
40 seconds left.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 1:57 pm
"My name's Yang, if that's any help," Anatoly added.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 2:20 pm
The man looked away and sipped his drink. He was going to be tough.
35 seconds.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 2:23 pm
This sucked. How do you fight against a guy that was freakin' made of stone?! Time to change tactics. She took the knife and tried to slice at the guy's eyes. Maybe I can blind him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 2:25 pm
"The government is hunting down Blazers, by the way. Recruiting them. Not long until they start using their unique talents against the underworld. S'a shame."
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 2:28 pm
The man jerked his head back to avoid the knife. He did not release them, but his grip loosened for long enough that they could draw a breath.
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"Ain't no such thing as a Blazer," the man said. He did not appear interested.
30 seconds.
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