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 Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 2:51 pm
Anna still couldn't straighten her back all the way, although she wasn't as hunched as badly as before. She reached over and lightly tapped the whispering Nathan on the shoulder and waited for him to look at her: How are we going to do this? We are much too inexperienced to fight against someone like him, even though it's three to one. Anna looked exaughsted and concerned at the same time.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:40 pm
As Bitong lay on his bed resting after the fight, he rolled over and reached under his bed to bring out of his little fridge... A platter of Sushi!!!
As he ate his sushi, he thought back to Stark's mysterious trick and what sort of mysticker Stark had used.
((My college English class is going to have an after finals sushi party at the Japanese restaurant in Bremerton! Yay!Oh, and Joe? Thanks for covering for me. The computer had crashed, and vista is a pain in the unholy a** to get running again.))
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 9:06 pm
(( rofl Vista rofl ))
Anatoly decided to take his time off to register a safe-deposit-box in which to store all of his old information. He didn't want Stark knowing any more about him than necessary.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 9:18 pm
Nathan shrugged. He seemed a touch uncomfortable, but not enough to arouse any consideration beyond being rather tired. "You've got to have some idea. You have a shield, you could trap him in," he suggested.
((VISTA MAKES CHILDREN CRY.))
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 9:29 pm
((Any time bro.))
Time ticked by for the Guardians.
Both of the two found themselves wondering about Stark's trick throughout the day. Stark himself was in the recovery room with Rufus after having his shoulder cleaned and bandaged. The two talked for hours.
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 5:27 am
Anna frowned at the thought and briefly glanced at the clock before looking to the bare-chested Nathan: The whole point to to lay hits on him. Trapping him in a shield would be pointless and give him an advantage.
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 8:05 am
((VISTA ALSO MADE YOUR MOM CRY. TWICE. And my dad had to finally let me figure the thing out. I went to our office and copied a code off of another PC box. Figures that Microsoft would include the codes on the PC towers now...))
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 9:23 am
((YERMOM MADE YERDAD CRY.))
Nathan shrugged. "Hold him down, give us an opportunity. That's my idea behind that theory."
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 3:23 pm
Anna frowned, creasing her brow: the idea didn't seem likely to be successful. I don't think that will work well Nathan.
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 3:57 pm
Nathan sighed. "I don't know then. You come up with something," he challenged without the heart for an argument. It seemed like he was merely discouraged; in reality, he was playing out the nastiness he was going to be enacting in scant hours. Hopefully she would understand. Oh, please let her understand.
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 10:09 pm
Blaine sighed and remained silent, intent of practicing and furthering his skills. He didn't like Nathan's idea, but it seemed necessary. With a heavy sigh, he attempted the laser once more.
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 10:19 am
THE EFFING LASER DID NOT WORK!
((Oh, and Jacob, you seem to be on. But oh well.
Jacob might not be on today guys, due to power loss.))
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 10:46 am
Anna rubbed her chin as she watched Nathan. Was he not a morning person? At first she thought he would be a decent problem solver, but perhaps he was already worn out somehow.
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 1:29 pm
((The laser will work eventually! Keep trying!
<_<))
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 4:27 pm
((There should be a Laser Mysticker.
It should be a meme.))
Nathan's thoughts plunged to life again. What if... what if that didn't work? What if she figured out something was wrong? But if he tried to communicate with her... Blaine would recognize that he was whispering. He needed to sign, and to make it seem like it was just a blank opportunity. This was going to break the faith of everyone here he had started to know, and it seemed a terrible shame, but... maybe it could be made up.
Or maybe he shouldn't tell Anna. Maybe he should just go through with it. If he didn't, though, she'd recognize something was wrong. He had to handle one of them. Which one? Why was it that he had the only possibly fatal Mysticker? Why couldn't someone else be assigned this decision. He slumped against a wall, trying to keep the pain off his face, coming very close to succeeding.
Oddly, he never even began to think of failure as an option.
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