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 Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 3:34 pm
Rook groaned, running a hand through his dreads, obviously torn. He didn't want to stay here at a high society brunch party, but the idea of leaving her here with a Black they just met excited him just as much.
"It's a bad idea to leave you, and a bad idea for so much firepower to stay here.. Kat couldn't get ahold of her contact. She's gonna go and find him, our good graces or not. She doesn't take no for an answer, and she likes to go off half-cocked, kissing her way out of a situation... She's in danger, and it could be that Sam kid, and the Coach are, too... We gotta divy up and help them, too. We can't trust the Zombie, Marcus, the floating girl, or the disgruntled Britt that let us in here... But, at the same time, we sure as hell can't leave them to the mercy of the Keepers, either... We're at an impass, where we have to do something we don't want to, win loose or draw."
Lou bristled at the referance of Zombie, Marcus resting a hand on his shoulder to calm him.
"Can we not use crude terms to describe us? I am willing to help, and willing to stay under your direct supervision until such a time your psychic can verify I am the genuine article... But, if what he says is true, there are one or more lives at stake. We can't let these maniacs enslave or kill them. We have to do something." Marcus looked to the others, "And... If you people decide to leave them to their fates..." He took a sharp breath, and let a small smile cross his lips, "I will be forced to drag you all with me when I go to save them."
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 3:38 pm
Skulblaka Sol Makina ((8I.....I'm a little lost.. sweatdrop )) Maya paced nervously outside. She volunteered for this duty just in case someone like Krieger decided to show up, but truth be told, she would rather have been inside. At least she could catch some updates from the lawn outside the house. ((Sorry, I kinda lost track with everyone everywhere, and me trying to keep track of four characters on my own. Who were you going with again, so I can try and keep you up to speed with us, and summarize what's been going on for you to catch up.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 4:44 pm
((It was never accuratley decided where Maya was to go. Kat wanted her to go with Roxanna and Rook, and Rook wanted her to go with Kat. As of now, she could easily be waiting outside as back up for Rook and Roxanna, which would allow Rook to leave without feeling like he was abandoning Roxy. *sigh* I so need to update the summary))
Roxanna glanced at Rook. "You can't honestly assume she's in danger just because Jeffery didn't answer her phone call this morning. Jarred is there with her. I'm sure she'll be fine." Roxanna let out a sigh, glancing to Marcus and Lou.
"Kat happens to be the psychic in question. However, it might be a good idea to discuss these safe houses of yours a little further. If Rook has to, he can head back to the apartment and talk to Jarred, though I still think it's a silly concern."
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 5:06 pm
"The most ideal safehouse to use would be my house on Johvan Island, several miles off the coast. If you can teleport people through water, we can hide there, and never give the Keepers anything to trace us with... There are also several houses on the island, all where high society hides from prying eyes... They even went so far as to petition a emergency-only fly zone around the island to deter Paparazzi." Marcus took an offered cup of coffee from the butler, "It's a large enough house, larger than I would ever need, fully furnished and stocked by several members of my personal staff... We'll be seen to and safe, and we can leave as soon as you are ready."
Rook shot Roxy a look, but otherwise, remained silent. He had decided to stay with them for awhile, settling on the fact he was so tense because of meeting a Black... Who also happened to be one of the most civil supers he had ever met.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 5:14 pm
Roxanna shook her head. "It wouldn't work. I'd be stationed as a transportation device all day. We need to be in Eva, close to the problem, and ready to solve it."
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 6:58 pm
Eulalia Danae Roxanna shook her head. "It wouldn't work. I'd be stationed as a transportation device all day. We need to be in Eva, close to the problem, and ready to solve it." "There are several others on this island... We just have to be ready to move. Alot." Marcus replied, crossing his arms.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 7:06 pm
Roxanna shook her head again, crossing her arms in turn. "Let me rephrase, I cannot move more than three at a time, and it wears me out a great deal to do so. We have to stay in Eva. Moving a lot is fine, but it must be in Eva."
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 7:09 pm
Eulalia Danae Roxanna shook her head again, crossing her arms in turn. "Let me rephrase, I cannot move more than three at a time, and it wears me out a great deal to do so. We have to stay in Eva. Moving a lot is fine, but it must be in Eva." He nodded. "That can be done. My home is no longer safe- If they are hunting for me, they'll look here, first. If they haven't already."
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 7:21 pm
Olivia inhaled deeply, the nicotine from her third cigarette beginning to calm her down some more, "Well there's always my apartment, but it's not too terrible big. I have no idea if anyone's actually looking for me though,"
Smirking at Rook a little, still a little miffed about the not trusting the "floating girl" bit, "You've got any ideas, Mr Matrix? You seem to know a lot about the guys chasing us..."
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 7:36 pm
HE shot Olivia a look.
"Because I used to be one. They're going to shake down everything he has for him. They either have, or are going to, send someone here to see what the deal with this Marcus guy is. Then they're going to try and kill him. It's a good idea to round up everyone, and go to one of these safehouses that he mentioned... We need to stock up on food and supplies, and keep an eye and ear out for what goes on around here."
Marcus nodded.
"Well, allow me to get dressed, and we can get going. Mister Rook... You take Olivia, and the girl that came with you back to your safehouse, and gather everything you need to go. Roxanna, Olivia, and Lou.. We will go and set up shop. I will have Roxanna come and deliver the location once we know which safehouse we will be staying at."
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 7:45 pm
Roxanna nodded, "I can help with that, I suppose." She stood up, brushing the skirt of her dress until it was smooth.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 7:50 pm
Rolling her eyes, she put out her smoke and tossed it in the ash tray provided, "Alright Twin #1, you're the man with the plan then," she then glanced over to Marcus, "So do I still have a job after all this is over?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 7:56 pm
"How about we wait until this all over, to see if we are still alive before we start talking about jobs, hmn?" Marcus replied with a smile, standing, and headed into the house to get dressed.
Rook's lips curled into a small smile.
"Twin one, huh? Well, I'm going to go gather Jarred and the boy... OY! Maya! Let's go!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 8:13 pm
It took her a couple of minutes, driving at a highly reckless speed, to find Marcus' place again without someones mental directions right at hand; finally seeing it she parks just around the corner out of site form the door of the house and shuts off the car. Taking off her keeper earrings she throws them under the seat and slides into the backseat, grabs the extra set of clothes she had stowed there, and changes into a torn up t-shirt and jeans marred with soot, dirt, and a few holes kicking her shoes off she steps outside slamming the door to the car, the keys still in the ignition and runs over to the house knocking on the door frantically.
"HELP! SOMEONE HELP!" She hollers, slamming both fists against the door and panting as though she were out of breath. Keeping an ear out for the thoughts, just in case her plan didn't go over well and she had to run.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 8:15 pm
The Butler opened the door, almost getting bowled over by the frantic girl.
"What the hell is going on?!"
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