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 Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 4:07 am
"Shae." Johnny said suddenly, looking up. "It's a noble...quest. Hell, I might help out."
"But it's a losing proposition." he added, looking serious. "We are HUNTED. Remember? The chances are extremely high that by the time we reach a city with a supposed gunman inside, they've already left. And a few of them aren't as friendly as me. We've survived for as long as any of us can remember by being in hiding, some of us by blending in to normal society. It's a good idea, but you won't be able to do it. Have you any idea how big the world actually is?"
Johnny sighed. "I hate to be the pessimest (Sp? FF spellcheck is broken.) but that's how I see it."
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 5:09 pm
Shae nodded. "You raised some valid points. And this is why I want to have others along. I figure, the more we do it, the easier it becomes. If I showed up alone, who would take me seriously? But if I showed up with you guys, we might have a better chance, you know?"
He smiled. "And yes, I do know how big the world is. I've travelled a bit of it."
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 12:25 pm
Johnny sighed.
"Immovable as a brick wall. You remind me of my cousin." he stayed quiet for a minute.
"Fine." he said simply, looking up.
"I'll go with you, but just because I have nothing better to do, not that I want to round up the gunmen."
Johnny then laughed. "Who knows, maybe I'll be able to do what I planned to do, find a nice girl." he said, grinning.
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2008 9:40 pm
A small black limousine rolled through the breezy sandy desert. The car was going around forty five miles per hour and slowly pulled up to an outpost where a few guards were stationed. The car slowly came to a stop and the black tinted windows slowly rolled down. The man looked hesitant to make any sudden moves and looked at the man dead in the eyes.
“Is there a problem?” The man spoke softly yet sternly.
“Just a routine Gunman check, would you mind stepping out of the vehicle?”
“Sure.”
The limo driver calmly stepped out and soon afterwards the back doors opened and three figures stepped out. All of them were wearing black suits with white undershirts and black ties except for one who was wearing a black and yellow striped suit with a cream colored tie and matching suit. The man adjusted his orange thin glasses and walked over to the first man.
“Let us through, or else Molly will get dirty again. She hates it when she gets dirty. Sue will get dirty too, that’s a lot of blood to clean.”
“Huh?”
The guards quickly drew their guns as well as the men in the black suits. The man in the yellow and black did nothing but raise his right hand and shake his index finger at them.
“Tisk tisk, it’ll be a shame if you don't let us pass.”
“Put down your weapons!”
“Okay you asked for it. Girls lets play!”
The man in yellow jumped forwards, blades extending from his left hand and slicing into the man’s arm causing him to drop his weapon. With his other hand he sliced into the man’s heart with a blade that extended from his right wrist. The man screamed in pain, his eyes rolling back into his skull. As this was happening the man in the yellow suit bit deep into the mans neck, letting the blood drip from his mouth.
“Refreshing. Kill the rest, they are useless.”
The guards had turned their attention to Ivan but it was too late, his followers had shot them up with bullets before they could blink, they all collapsed in a pool of their own blood and empty shell casings. Only one wasn’t fatally wounded but was bleeding badly. The yellow suited man retracted his blades and let the man fall to the floor. He then walked over calmly to the man lying in agony.
“Who… whoo.. are you people?”
“We’re the Black Feathers, and me? I’m Ivan Drake. You can call me Bloodlust.”
Shortly after speaking he drew a Belgan Army Browning and aimed the gun at the man’s head, after a quick bang to the dome the man remained silent. All of the men got back into the car and sped off towards the nearest town.
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Posted: Tue Oct 28, 2008 3:30 pm
Netas clamped a hand over Shae's mouth before snapping at Johnny. "Shoosh!" The young woman strained to hear for several long moments before releasing Shae's face from her grip. "I swear I heard a gunshot." Netas muttered, turning her head to look at Shae's arm as if he had just placed it there. With an irritated look she pulled herself away and headed towards the back where her hidey-hole of a room was to get what she needed.
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Posted: Tue Oct 28, 2008 4:11 pm
Johnny nodded quietly, looking over his shoulder.
As he did, he reached for the old revolver at his hip.
He waited quietly, watching Netas leave. Still looking over his shoulder out the window, he let go of his revolver.
"I heard it too." he muttered, looking back at Shae. "Seems like your plan to corral the gunmen went a little awry. One of them may have escaped." he said, laughing.
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Posted: Wed Oct 29, 2008 4:58 pm
Shae groaned. His hands flicked down and pulled back the edges of his jacket to reveal twin revolvers, shining silver and extremely large.
He turned to Johnny. "I never planned to actually like, imprison them or anything. I just want us all working towards one goal, or maybe all together in one area."
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 2:25 pm
Netas stepped out of the room, dressed in her combat boots, baggy pants and black shirt. She eyed Shae's guns for a long moment before checking to be sure she had all the ammo she needed. She glanced from Shae to Johnny to the other strangely silent man. "Is everyone ready?" She asked, having sobered up almost completely.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 7:12 pm
"For what?" Johnny said, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh...so Shae convinced you too eh?" he said, getting up slowly. "I'll be ready to go in just a moment." he added, walking past everyone.
After a few moments of wandering, he found the bathroom. He stood in front of the mirror for a few seconds, observing his reflection, before relieving himself and heading back outside.
"Ok, now I'm ready." he said casually, walking outside and standing beside his car.
To make sure it would be ready for when they left, he decided to start it early. It took him 3 tries before the engine caught, but when it started, it roared into life.
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 9:22 am
Netas rolled her eyes and made sure that she had everything that she needed before turning to Shae. "Are you ready?" She asked, nearly cringing at how many bad starts Johnny's had. Maybe someday James could fix it up some for him..Netas went to the back room for a few moments to grab her leather jacket. She paused to see a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Netas scowled and tore the mirror from the wall before stomping on it and striding out back to where Shae was.
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:28 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 11, 2008 7:50 pm
Shae followed Johnny out to the car. "Have we figured out where that gunshot came from?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 12:39 pm
Johnny leaned inside the car, making sure he had enough gas to keep this idle, and look back at Shae.
"No, was I supposed to?" he asked casually, opening the door and sitting on the edge of the seat, facing out to the side of the car.
"I guess it was somewhere over there..." he said, pointing across the town where the other entrance was.
"Other than that, I got nothing." he added, leaning to the side against the chair. "We going soon?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 1:12 pm
Shae shrugged. "Waiting on them. I'm good to go. Are we going to investigate, or just get the hell out of here?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 7:06 pm
Netas rolled her eyes and grabbed Gabriel by the arm, dragging him out to where the vehicles awaited. She let him go and headed towards the motorcycle she had borrowed from James and hoped on, quickly putting on her helmet. Netas started the motorcycle, which turned on with a satisfying roar, then turned towards the truck. "C'mon, let's go!" And with that she reved the bike and peeled out, shooting off down the dirt road.
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