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 Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 3:46 pm
Caligdula was beyond furious now. She was nearly screaming at Magus. "Are you an idiot? You were right there next to him and the third Gifted. I don't care if was your fault or not. You were next to him you knew there was a third person and you didn't do everything you could to keep them from disappearing." She slammed her gun back into her hoister. "Now I have to go and correct your fell mistake. I can't trust any of you scum around here that is for sure. You turn on yourselves too easily and don't really care what happens."
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 3:56 pm
"What would you have done?"He asked calmly.There really wasn't much he could do.Well I'll go see if I can get them back."He sighed.Walking out the door.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 5:50 pm
Back at her office, Caligdula sighed. Magus's error had put her back. True there was nothing he could have done, but would it have been so hard to have a better reaction time? Also, captured Gifted should not be out of their rooms unless going to the experiment rooms. It seemed like Magus was not escorting the Gifted to one of those. Besides, she hadn't giving Xanthe the budget approval for new experiments yet. She belted on several weapons. She would find those Gifted...or two other Gifted to make up for the lose. She merely dropped the papers in Xanthe's box rather than give them to him in person. She left a note on her office door that said she would be gone for a while and set her phone to automatically route to her voice mailbox. She could have forwarded incoming calls to her cell phone instead, but she didn't want any distractions while she was out. After about an hour, she was finally ready.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 7:00 pm
"Well that doesn't matter. We need to keep movin, they are probably looking for us now.
she misted herself and the boy and started floating. She wanted to go to the coast.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 7:08 pm
As they floated Mark just admired the new world he was in.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 7:13 pm
"It's a lot prettier here than where I grew up. green grass, lakes, all of it is just so pretty, aint it?"
She marveled at the beauty and innocence of this place, and for a minute forgot all about her past.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 7:21 pm
"Yeah...lot cooler than my room back home."He said.The happy house wasn't an ideal home, but it was a home to him.Now if he were to go back his room would have any furnishings or anything.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 7:30 pm
"Do you know how to get to the coast from here?" She asked the boy.
When she was a kid she lived near the coast, and never got caught, so she suspected it was safe there. The other kids always said it was because of the dolphins. They said the dolphins were gifted because they were so smart, but she never believed them.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 7:42 pm
"No...I've...I've never been out before."He admitted.((Sorry about the one liners.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 7:45 pm
"You've never been out before!? Pardon my french, but what the hell is wrong with those damn people?"
Terya was furious! They had held this boy captive his whole life.
"Were you born there or something?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 7:50 pm
"No my parents handed me over when I was only about 4 or somethin'...That's when they said I was gifted...still don't know what I do, but oh well, god had to of had a reason right?"Marcus was almost talking to himself instead of Terya
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 7:54 pm
The world is against me...
The clinking of his spoon stopped when Sean reached a rather ominous obstacle. A steel plate to be precise. Of course they wouldn't make this place entirely out of concrete...the Lass/Lad had gone on about gifted being devils or some crap, so they obviously would have some measures to keep people in. Unfortunately, Sean was no good with metal...wires yes, but metal...No.
Throwing the spoon away he laid down on the floor of his cell, the poster covered his half hole, which now had no purpose.
"Lord, ifin I get out of here...I promise on me mums grave I will never drink again."
...on the sabbath. Monday through Saturdays still fair game.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 7:59 pm
((Sabbath is Saturday... just to let you know.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 8:03 pm
"Mark, I swear if I ever meet your parents I'm gonna rip off all of their appendages and shove them down their throat. Wait, if you are gifted, then your parents must be gifted. So why would they hand you over?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 8:18 pm
The Knuckle Head Ninja ((Sabbath is Saturday... just to let you know.)) ((Traditonally yeah. But these days we celebrate it on Sunday))
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