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 Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 4:55 pm
((Accepted looks funny as hell))
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 5:20 pm
J_e_z Eriks voice came "Why show myself to a traitor?" He called, and then moved positions so he couldnt be detected. He moved behind Miran and blasted a fireball at him, then dashed behind a bush. ((He's never had a run-in with Erik before... stare ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 5:30 pm
((Do we have a certain number of saves...I think I missed that part sweatdrop ))
As soon as Erik saw the black spheres he jumped out of the way, narrowly avoiding the explosions. "I dont want to fight another super." He told Miran. "Why do you think I stopped you from helping her?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 5:35 pm
J_e_z ((Do we have a certain number of saves...I think I missed that part sweatdrop )) As soon as Erik saw the black spheres he jumped out of the way, narrowly avoiding the explosions. "I dont want to fight another super." He told Miran. "Why do you think I stopped you from helping her?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 5:36 pm
Erik pushed Miran away from him. "Who's in jail?" he asked. "I'll help you get em out. I'm going to kill Brooks anyway. Why not do it now?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 5:41 pm
J_e_z Erik pushed Miran away from him. "Who's in jail?" he asked. "I'll help you get em out. I'm going to kill Brooks anyway. Why not do it now?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 5:45 pm
"Alright, but I cant do it now. I'm going to buy a gun soon. When I get that, I'll help you." Erik said. "And once you get the scale, I'll probably need help with Brooks."
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 5:53 pm
J_e_z "Alright, but I cant do it now. I'm going to buy a gun soon. When I get that, I'll help you." Erik said. "And once you get the scale, I'll probably need help with Brooks."
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 5:59 pm
Erik shook Miran's hand. He smiled. "Do whatever you want to him, as long as he dies. He looked over at Loiuse. "Tell her you killed me. I'll meet you at the Dementia...tomorrow before the uh...'job' alright?" He then proceeded to leave the scene.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 6:17 pm
J_e_z Erik shook Miran's hand. He smiled. "Do whatever you want to him, as long as he dies. He looked over at Loiuse. "Tell her you killed me. I'll meet you at the Dementia...tomorrow before the uh...'job' alright?" He then proceeded to leave the scene.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 6:44 pm
Looks curiously at the unconcious Louise and sighs, picking her up and hoisting her over his shoulder with his free arm he carrys her back up the stares and thankfully his door was still wide open as he brings her in and sets her on the undemolished bed in his room before leaving out the door and heading towards the center.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 9:00 pm
Louise wasn’t out for long, oh no. The door to the apartment shutting was enough to bring her into a fast, cold awakening. Sitting bolt upright in the bed, much to fast if you ask me, she was on her feet and moving in less than five minutes.
Gun holstered she moved slowly and silently through the apartment and then out and down the stairs, out into the street, headed for home. Muttering things under her breath in a strange voice that sounded like cats fighting she moved towards the PSO-HQ.
“That b*****d won’t get very far.”
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 3:37 pm
Walks up to the building of his old place and stares at the unrepaired rubble of his house, the wall blown out still on it and he just smiles and shakes his head, walking into the door and going up stairs. He stops at his front door and lightly pushes it open, the cool breeze sending in the scents from outside all around into his home...For once he felt like he was in a place he could relax. "....Home Sweet Home.{/B]" He says flopping down into the chair over looking the hole and looks out at the sky on what was now apparently his new balcony. Hey he could fix it up maybe. With a little plaster and some hard work he could do it all by himself. No trouble at all.
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 6:43 pm
Louise tossed her head, flicking her hair out of her blind eye if only for a moment. Setting her jaw she slid across the street like an oil spot in the light purity of concrete, her trench coat billowing in the wind and held only in place by stuffing her hands in her pockets. Dancing up the steps as was her usual way of taking any flight of stairs she stood outside of a familiar door and pulled her hands from her pockets.
In one she held cuffs, in the other, a gun. She wasn’t going to ******** around and make deals this time and she wasn’t going to give him a chance to get away. But despite all these she wasn’t below trickery. “Miran?…Are you home? It’s me…Louise.”
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 6:51 pm
Jenny Bones Louise tossed her head, flicking her hair out of her blind eye if only for a moment. Setting her jaw she slid across the street like an oil spot in the light purity of concrete, her trench coat billowing in the wind and held only in place by stuffing her hands in her pockets. Dancing up the steps as was her usual way of taking any flight of stairs she stood outside of a familiar door and pulled her hands from her pockets. In one she held cuffs, in the other, a gun. She wasn’t going to ******** around and make deals this time and she wasn’t going to give him a chance to get away. But despite all these she wasn’t below trickery. “Miran?…Are you home? It’s me…Louise.”
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