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Can you select a specific handgun for your profile, by name? |
Yes, of course! |
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No, I'm hopeless. |
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No, what kind of weapons freak could? |
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POLLWHORE |
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 12:43 am
Surprisingly, this didn't seem to faze them very badly. Glasses did shift ever so slightly the grip on his book; his finger muscles tightened up, but that was the only indication either of them knew that Lito was approaching. Boonie Hat even looked away.
Wed April 18, 2012 1233 Hours Heavy Rain
Garabetian Del Rosario
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 12:44 am
((Working on profile. Do I just PM it to you *didn't see it in the rules* ))
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 12:47 am
((Yep, just PM it to him.))
Lito stopped a few feet away. "Help you with something?" Lito asked quietly. He was rather menacing up close.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 12:55 am
((Joker is right.
Also, SHUT UP CABALLERS YOU DON'T KNOW THIS CHARACTER))
From here he had caught the last few sentences of their conversation. Glasses had been saying, "...think we should get up and meet him?"
"Nah," Boonie had responded. "You should be going after the other one, eh?"
"Probably right," Glasses said right before Lito spoke. "Alright, I'm off, but keep in mind go time is really soon here. Keep your eyes on the watch, you've got maybe ten minutes." He stood and moved right past Lito heading for the door.
"Twelve," Boonie replied with a grin before turning to Lito. "Hmm, so you've been paying some attention to your surroundings. Suitable. Paul'll be impressed when he gets back. Also good to know it's your style to confront instead of trying to gain information... that'll be important later. Also you're already armed... yes, very frontal in general," Boonie muttered to himself. "I think you might be able to help me after all."
Wed April 18, 2012 1234 Hours Heavy Rain
Garabetian Del Rosario
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 1:18 am
((Sorry if It sucks. I'm tired))
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 1:25 am
As Glasses exited the Starbucks, Devin, who had been waiting just to the side of the door, grabbed him and pinned him to the wall outside, two fingers at his throat.
"Why are you following me?" he demanded.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 1:32 am
Devin really only got to grabbing him by the shoulder and saying "Why-" because at this point the man responded in kind; he'd been watching for this precise sort of thing, somehow. First thing he'd done on exiting was to swivel left and right. So now he whipped up the left arm ((since we'll totally presume that's the one Devin was grabbing)), pushing Devin's arm towards the inside. He didn't, however, go for a choke or a strike or anything; instead he took the opportunity to take a good step back and let Devin finish "are you following me?"
"Depends," Glasses responded. "Are you about to follow up with some vicious martial assault?"
Wed April 18, 2012 1233 Hours Heavy Rain
Garabetian Del Rosario
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 1:34 am
Devin pulled out his USP, aiming from the hip. "No." He pulled his badge out without taking his eyes off him. "Hands on your head, slowly."
((Also, did we just move back a minute?))
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 1:37 am
((TIME PARADOX
That's what I get for copy-pasting from a word file without checking I updated properly.))
"Ah, the gun. Whoopsy," Glasses said with a grin. "Well, given the fact you've demonstrated common sense, you've got the job."
This scene was, of course, attracting attention.
((This is a place for you to enter if you care to, Death.))
Wed April 18, 2012 1235 Hours Heavy Rain
Garabetian Del Rosario Price
Glasses Boonie Hat
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 1:39 am
Devin cautiously lowered the gun - slightly. "Explain yourself."
((Meanwhile, I sleep; family Christmas Party Thingy tomorrow.))
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 1:39 am
Jack walked up, not seeing the badge, and assumed that Devin was robbing the man. He pulled out his Storm and pointed it at Devin. "Hey Punk drop the gun." He said.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 1:46 am
Glasses shook his head as someone else decided to pull a firearm. "Hey, no need for that," he told Jack calmly, looking to him. His arms were decidedly not over his head. At all. "I've got it handled, huh? Busy street." He looked around. "Okay, inhabited street. Anyway, point is he's an officer, no worries."
He looked back to Devin. "Job I'm offering... now that's a special thing that'll take a lot of time to explain. First things first, though; I'm Paul McCulloch. I already know your name, since I've been following you." He grinned a little weakly.
((In that case, it's time to a. go to bed or b. go and start a writeup for these gentlemen's profiles. biggrin ))
Wed April 18, 2012 1235 Hours Heavy Rain
Garabetian Del Rosario Price McCulloch
Boonie Hat
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 1:51 am
((Do both at the same time!))
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 9:24 am
((By God, the man's a genius!))
Lito did not relax. "Job? What job? And just who are you?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 11:01 am
"While we're at it, why don't you show me your permit for that?" Devin asked, irritated by the newcomer. He flashed his badge sideways.
((Also, lawls at "Shoutgun" in your profile. razz ))
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