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 Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 8:24 am
Sammuel: ~Rennard Apartment Complex~
Sam pointed his gun at the strange thing that opened the door. For one thing, it was bad to try to surprise a cop by slamming the door open. Luca heard him c**k the gun for good measure. "STOP! Right where you are! Don't MOVE!" he shouted in an authoritative voice, using all his police training and funneling it through his desire not to be killed by walking metal. He saw a face, so he pointed the gun at that.
"STOP!" he said, starting to repeat himself. Repeating a command like that, like rapid fire, stopped most people in their tracks. It didn't give them the time to think about alternatives, unless their instinct or training over powered the command.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 8:46 am
Luca: ~Rennard Apartment Complex~
"STOP! Right where you are! Don't MOVE!"
"STOP!"
Well well...if it isn't my good friend the Pennyless Policeman.
See, most people would be threatened by guns. Me? It's unlikely anything made of metal will kill me...unless I don't see it coming...
Why the hell is he so jumpy....Oh, right...the twisty metal carpace...buddy it's just art.
Philistine.
Now it was a strange yet stupid personality trait that I had...instead of backing off, putting my hands in the air and trying to explain myself, I always found people with guns to be quite amusing...
...potential health hazards nonwithstanding...
I looked at him, looked at his gun, and grinned. Meanwhile, I had already compressed the metal inside the gun's barrel...maknig it impossible for the bullet to come out...unless it came out through the back...or hell, maybe it would just destroy the gun.
I disregarded his command. I took a step forward. Making the metal clang behind me against the walls. I stepped with force, denting the old building's linoleoum floor.
C'mon buddy. Shoot and learn to fear me.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 8:54 am
Sammuel: ~Rennard Apartment Complex~
Sammuel felt his gun change internally like a single vibration. He aimed for Luca's arm quickly and pulled the trigger, but the metal inside the plastic casing was so bent out of shape that the hammer did not even hit the bullet. Lucky him, or else it might have exploded in his face.
He threw the gun down and glared at Luca, some how sure that Luca was responsible. "I said STOP!" he tried again any way.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 9:12 am
Luca: ~Rennard Apartment Complex~
"I said STOP!"
Oh bummer...the gun didn't blow up. This cop's no fun.
I took a step back as I transformed a piece of the metal carpace into a very sharp metal slug...not unlike a 12" steel nail...the ones used in railroads some centuries ago (Now they just bloody arc weld the things in place).
...something attracted my attention...the girl had turned around and darted back inside her apartment...
...oh well...I've got bigger fish to fry...
I aimed my finger to his head.
And fired.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 9:15 am
Sammuel: ~Rennard Apartment Complex~
Sam ducked.
Lucky for him. The nail was thrown with such force that it went through the wall behind him into the Celestial's apartment. "Hey!" Sam complained. He had been trying to interview her!
He couldn't really afford to look back when this thing was still attacking him, but he was afraid that she was dead. He tried a different approach. He put up his hands. "Just calm down!" he ordered the twisted metal freak. "There's no reason to hurt any one...if you didn't already."
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 9:23 am
Luca: ~Rennard Apartment Complex~
"Hey!"
"Just calm down! There's no reason to hurt any one...if you didn't already."
I felt my energy waning. The frame-pulling, the sculpturing, the metal armor confection and the twisting of the gun's barrel had taken it's toll on me...not to mention the 19th century high speed NAIL.
"Well you're the one with the gun! I was merely defending myself and my interests!"
Have you ever felt when you're about to cry? And you hold it in for like forever? But the minute you open your mouth the tears just roll?
Heh...well...same thing...but I wasn't trying not to cry...I was trying to keep Mecha-Luca in one piece.
The armor fell with a clang...dang thing almost hit my foot as well...
Ooooooooooookay
o_O
"Riiiiiight. Well then I suppose we can sit down and talk now..."
I noticed he recognized me...
"We gotta stop meeting like this."
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 9:26 am
Sammuel: ~Rennard Apartment Complex~
Sammuel was a little pale.
"Do you need help out of that thing?" he asked politely. He thought the guy was nuts, and yes, he did recognize him. "Or can I go check on the woman you just shot at first?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 9:35 am
Luca: ~Rennard Apartment Complex~
"Do you need help out of that thing?"
"Or can I go check on the woman you just shot at first?"
Well she was probably dead anyways...I didn't need a cop as an eyewitness to a murder in which I took part of...needless to say I didn't want him to certify she was indeed dead.
...not to mention I shot at him first...but he ducked...
Now if I wasn't so drained I'd try something else...running's out of the question of course...
Hey, I could try bribing him
Oh right...I'm broke...
Eeeeh...Little help here? The thing's pinching the hairs on my back....
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 9:49 am
Sammuel: ~Rennard Apartment Complex~
"How did you get yourself into this?" Sammuel asked curiously as he approached. He was trying to distract Luca from wanting to run away, or from being paranoid, or whatever else was the guy's problem. This guy probably need to be in a mental institution, he thought.
He shook his head. "What was your name again?" he asked as he reached for one of the twisted metal pieces.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 9:58 am
Luca: ~Rennard Apartment Complex~
"How did you get yourself into this?"
I thought long and hard to find a suitable answer to that question...cause you know..."Hi! i'm a blacksmith!" just wouldn't do...
...the truth wasn't any better either...
Just as I was opening my mouth to say something--
"What was your name again?"
Oi! Buddy! One question at a time!
Well I didn't felt like answering that first question anyways.
"Name's Luca. These are my brothers Otto and Mootie", I said while ponting to the empty space behind me
I paused.
"Nah I'm just messing with you. What do they call you down at the precinct?"
Little did I know the guy was AGSA and not actual Police.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 10:28 am
Sammuel: ~Rennard Apartment Complex~
"Sam," he replied congenially. "My name is Sam. Hold still." He tugged hard on a piece around Luca's chest, thinking it might dislodge and let most of the other constricing pieces fall too. Then, if Luca was calm enough, he could go see about the Celestial he had probably killed.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 11:12 am
Luca: ~Rennard Apartment Complex~
"Sam. My name is Sam. Hold still."
Mind's not reporting much. On to dialogue.
"I used to have a hamster named Sam. What's the deal with the blonde chick anyw--HEY! Watch the hand!"
The metal fell to the floor with a loud clang. I sighed...like so...
*sigh*
"Right then, Sammy. Gimme a hand here so that I can bring this material back into my apartment will ya?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 12:19 pm
Sammuel: ~Rennard Apartment Complex~
"Well, you get a start on that while I check the floor a moment. There's been a lot of noise and I want to see if any one is hurt. You'll wait for me, right? I'll come back to help," he assured Luca.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 1:22 pm
Luca:~Rennard Apartment Complex~
"Well, you get a start on that while I check the floor a moment. There's been a lot of noise and I want to see if any one is hurt. You'll wait for me, right? I'll come back to help"
Ok, NOW he's kidding me.
"Yeah I'll be here! Cause right after you check if that chick's dead I'll be waiting right here for you to take me in."
...
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...
"Means NO."
Duncan: ~~Hiram's Car, Down Buxel Avenue~~
"Hurry up, mate. I don't have all day."
The arrogance didn't bother me. The knuckle cracking did. Great, my hit list now has two names: Chick who got me wet, and Stundouble Boy here.
...playing dumb always worked for me. I hate these field assignments, but they're the only way to recruit the required personnel...This kid might prove to be a valuable asset...
So...now...to save the AGSA fellow (why cause if he gets killed people will start asking questions...and FM is not exactly the answering type of organization) and get this kid to follow me later...
What a plan Duncan! Now how the hell to carry it out.
"Dude! That totally kicked a**!"
I reached for the door handle...muscles? Better, thank you.
"Wait...is that Celestial residue on the front of the car?"
Hey, it beat the old "Whoa! Look behind you!"...I reached for the handle and jumped out...my hands still tied. But I didn't want to escape. I just had to run faster than the greasy AGSA agent over there...kid would catch up to me eventually...in which case I could ask him to help me out, join FM, he can bomb stuff and issue official statements later....
...and the health benefits were pretty good as well...
Get up and run Duncan! Gee you really need to get in shape soon...
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:22 pm
SuiZ Luca:~Rennard Apartment Complex~"Well, you get a start on that while I check the floor a moment. There's been a lot of noise and I want to see if any one is hurt. You'll wait for me, right? I'll come back to help"Ok, NOW he's kidding me.
"Yeah I'll be here! Cause right after you check if that chick's dead I'll be waiting right here for you to take me in."
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"Means NO." Sammuel:~Rennard Apartment Complex~ "Now look here," Sammuel chided him. "The chances of you having hit her are pretty low, don't you think? And I'm not trying to arrest any one that's quite the enigma you are. I might ask you how you got tangled in this mess, though, and that's the sort of questions I want answers to when I get back. Make more sense now?"
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