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 Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 1:26 pm
Lets start this thing already!
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 7:43 pm
Rip woke up in the middle of the floor of his dirty living room in a cold sweat. His breath was hard,and tears flowed down his cheeks from memories he though were forgotten. He slowly stood examining the room, and wondering how he had gotten there from his bed in a completely different room.
He looked onto the cluttered kitchen table where his cell phone rested. 'Who to call?' He asked himself. He had cut communications with nearly everyone, but surely he had someone that he could talk to.
A small grin came across his face as he thought of an old friend. "Niccea."
He dialed the phone number he remembered from their last meeting almost two years ago.
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 8:02 pm
A voice of a middle age man answered the phone. "I take you are trying to get in touch with Mrs. Cameo since you know this number. However, this was an government issued phone, and Mrs. Cameo is no longer with us, I have the phone. Please tell me your name and if I think that Mrs. Cameo will approve of, I will give you her new number."
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 8:12 pm
Rip's mind went through nearly a dozen different answers to give the man. He wasn't sure if it was a government worker, or hell, it could even be Trenton for all he knew. He hadn't heard his voice in a while. "Yeah... uhm... This is Robert Presley." He said deciding that even if it was the government he was on record as Rip, not Robert, so they wouldn't know who he was, and chances are if it was Trenton, he would remember his full name.
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 8:19 pm
The voice frowned. "How about another name, because I'm not encouraged to transfer you over to her."
In the background, there was a voice. "Superior Roma, here are this week's reports."
"Thank you Ms. Doughnickle."
"That isn't my name." A door slammed in the background as the secretary left in a huff.
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 8:28 pm
Rip growled audibly over the phone. A remnant of his wolven side's habits. "I'm an old friend of hers." He said. Even though he didn't like the man, he knew that Nero liked Niccea... or at least did at one time. He didn't want to give the geezer too much info.
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 8:37 pm
The voice sighed. "You sound wolfish. Fine then." There was a slight rustling of papers and the phone hung cut off. Rip's phone beeped as a new text message arrived on his phone containing the new number for Niccea.
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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 5:41 am
((Just so you know, I won't be able to get on all weekend. I'm going to camp at the blue river.))
Rip wrote the number down on a napkin, and called. He waited for someone to pick up. "Hey, this is Robert. Is Niccea there?" He asked not wanting to give his true name out in case this was some government trap.
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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 7:39 am
Niccea's voice was on the phone. "Yeah, it is me kid. I see you had to go through the call forwarding system. Everybody hated that. But it was less risky than calling everyone at once and telling them of the change. I personally think the old pervert loves taunting us on the phone. What is up?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 1:49 pm
"Hey Niccea." He said with a slight smile at the familiar voice. "It's been a while." He paused for a moment. "Sorry to go right to the point, but do you have any pictures of Secret? You know from videos or something?" He asked. It was the first time he had mentioned her name since he was a child.
He knew it was stupid, but he still felt like he loved her, even though it had only been a kid crush. Maybe it had been just a bad dream, but he had experienced it night after night lately.
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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 8:47 pm
Niccea sighed. "I might be able to dig at the office and see if she ever had a case file. I doubt it, but there is a chance. If not there might be some video if they haven't deleted the footage."
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 12:05 pm
"Alright... thanks." He said kicking his feet up onto the arm of his couch. "So, where are you living nowdays?" He asked. "I think I might have to come by and visit."
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:53 pm
"I'm near the Bronx. There are a lot more Gifted especially of the vampire variety. The agents in town have been informed that I'm not Gifted and to leave me alone. You could probably find us easily. A white haired woman stands out rather easily"
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 4:53 pm
"Ugh... vamp town. Still can't believe Dirk tried to get me to live there... How is he now days anyway? He still living over there?" He asked.
((Is it safe to assume he doesn't need a address?))
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 4:59 pm
((She wouldn't give it over the phone.))
Niccea sighed. "Last time I checked, he is still with the agency. They are still trying to find a way to neutralize the Gift. That seems to be why he is there. It isn't too bad out here. You just have to be assertive. But I know Trent wants to head farther north. We are actually considering it these days.
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