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Post by Braddoc on Nov 5, 2006 20:58:54 GMT -5
As the busboy went to speak, Malone slyly smiled.."So that human gave you that to get his life spared..kinda hard to believe, since those items are burinated as LoneStar property..he must have been a cowardly cop..or a snitch..now where did you get that? Somewhere near? That can extent your life expectancy in this neiborhood.."
The busboy seems at a loss "What? Damn you're a rat you fragging Trog!" He gave Gunther the one-finger salute and storm out of the room.
"Well then, it seems you only have one buyer for your Police goods huh?" Malone grinned as he kept looking at the goods "So is that human is around? That could gave you a little extra money on top of the regular price.."
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Post by Crimson D on Nov 6, 2006 15:40:27 GMT -5
OOC: Daily Post.
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Post by Braddoc on Nov 7, 2006 0:33:08 GMT -5
Malone grinned "Now now, don't need to go all tough on me." He put the objects down and slide the drawer to Gunther's side "Here you go, now forget about that place, and don't never come back." Gunther picked his items and placed them in the duffel bag. Leaving the room, he's met by the 2 Ork razors, one had a Predator out of his holster, while the other who met the Troll when he came in was standing in front of him "Now take 'yer stuff and leave man. Don't start no drek..." A quick flex of the forearm made spurs poped out of his upper hand, a cold stare in his face.
Gunther growled a little, but took his AR and his combat Axe. Keeping the Orks into his field of vision, he slowly left the small square room, and made his way outside
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While keeping on the ceiling, your watcher appears beside you "A human have exited the building you are in and is making his way up the alley fast."
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Post by Crimson D on Nov 7, 2006 0:46:36 GMT -5
"Oh shi-" I dissmissed the watcher zipped out of the building not following troll but insted taking the shortest rout back to my body and quickly entering it. I fired up my car and reversed down the ally, I was worried he'd take a few pot shots and I wasn't going to get closer to give him the chance. After backing out of the ally I headed back to where Gunther had parked the bus, I parked in a ally closer to the bus got out and locked the doors. I stood across the road from the bus and lit up a cig, I only hot boxed it but no one ever questioned a smoking man.
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Post by Braddoc on Nov 7, 2006 22:01:13 GMT -5
With a few cautious roll steps, Gunther caught up with the busboy half a block before the bowling alley's entry corridor. "Don't touch me you cheap Trog bastard! And to think you seem like an OK guy, then you turned to be a Cop bitch." The human is flexing his hands, he's looking like he's on the verge of snapping "You better don't try anything funny man, or I"ll frag you over! YOU HEAR! GET AWAY FROM ME!" He gets out his switchblade and push, well more like leaning for a second, on Gunther's torso "GET AWAY NARC! GET AWAY!"
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Post by Crimson D on Nov 7, 2006 22:17:23 GMT -5
perception to see if I hear the argument
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Post by Crimson D on Nov 7, 2006 22:29:34 GMT -5
I could hear the kid in the distance. "What now?" I mumbled to my self.
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Post by Braddoc on Nov 8, 2006 22:38:32 GMT -5
Tommy seems to accept the fact that Gunther is not a NARC, and can easily grind his head between his hands. "He..hey..hey man, take it easy, all right, it's arctic man, arctic.." showing his teeth to remind him that he's not in a kidding mood, the Troll put the pale human on his feet. The Ork guard, the one keeping the entry to the bowling alley, pops out form the alley, Uzi II in hand "Hey Tommey, zvrythin' ok?" With a shaky smile Tommy waved at the Ork "Ye..eyah man, it's all ok, just tellin' th' bitch here 'bout the time Skidz caught a NARC snoopin' 'round here..got a bit carried away and all..it's arctic."
The Ork guard spit on the ground, lowering his guard "Yeah fraggin' cop gots whut he dezerved. Just keep it low, peep could be thinkin' drek with that kind of yellin'."
He crossed eyes with Gunther before getting back to his post. Tommy, visibly under a small shock turns back to Gunther "So..hey..wa..hemm..what now?"
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Post by Crimson D on Nov 8, 2006 23:14:47 GMT -5
I lit up another cig and waited, after all he had to come back at some point. I shifted my eyes down the block and saw he was coming back. I played it cool, I'd been doing this long enough to look like I belonged.
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Post by Braddoc on Nov 9, 2006 20:39:15 GMT -5
"Oh..the NARC yeah.." Tommy was still checking out his brand new E-3400 Camera "Some outsider came and started askin' questions today 'bout somethin'..Skidz got his gundge hand on him and blew his brains out, then dump th'body in the Snohomish River....and from what Skidz told me it was a kick ass fight too!"
Gunther thought for a second. "So y'er didn't see da NARC or da fightin'?"
"Nah, I was workin' went it happened, but he's in th'gang, so I'm pretty sure he didn't slop that thing over..especially since it was a Cop and all."
The van seems in good condition from a distance, and at it, seems like ti got spared from the local gangs..It was dark out, but still early for the Night-Owls to come crawling out of their holes.
In the alley across the street, you see a thermal spec, a human it seems, smoking a cigarette
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Post by Crimson D on Nov 9, 2006 21:14:18 GMT -5
OK I needed to know what he was up to. I couldn't afford to just follow him anymore, I had rules to follow however. Times like this I wish I had a badge.... something to look into later. I moved back in the ally, it was time to do what I do best. I flicked my cig and moved back into the ally.
Imp Invis F3 Spellcasting: 7 TN: 4
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OOC: Lookie ma! No drain! IC:
I moved slowly tords the bus, holding the spell the best I could. I was going to wait for him to come to me. Hopfly he wouldn't hear me.[rand=9981087833725119791247908626495443982063647933931816538812894524]
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Post by Crimson D on Nov 9, 2006 23:15:22 GMT -5
I could see the mic from my view point by the bus. I was prepaired for this.
Spellcasting: 7 TN: 5 (sustaining a spell already) [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6] Drain 4(M) (will + 4 S.P) [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6]
Not only was I now invisible, I was silent as well. I jogged tords the troll and leaned on a wall across from where he was at.[rand=786949961708991734414526230484130897492970951876439155332262139897]
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Post by Braddoc on Nov 11, 2006 23:58:39 GMT -5
Tommy pointed the shotgun mike toward the alley "Yeah, I can hear footsteps..they're gettin' louder" The human's face seems to tense up, but it quickly change to a questioned look, followed by slow swings of the mike "He-hey man..'can't hear it no more.."
"Wut 'yer mean?" Gunther looked at the alley and around it, trying to listen to the surroundings.
"Hey man, got somethin'..stop makin' noise." The Troll looked at Tommy strangely, but quickly thought that with a shotgun mike, small, unheard sounds are expanded to a whole other level. A minute passed, both man in complete silence and immobility. "Hey huh..Gunther?.. listen t'that."
Gunther takes the headphones and puts them on, hearing a strange sound, like some weird crushing. "What's da sound? The guy in da alley?"
"Nah man, it's a mouse eating or some drek. Pretty arctic stuff that mike huh?"
Gunther was rendered breathless for a second at the sight of Tommy's large 'look what I did' smile.
The troll threw back the headphone and added a little cracking knuckles "Ya drekhead! Just spot that guy and cut da listenin' around or I"ll crush yer skull, 'right?"
Tommy dropped from his cloud and back to the dirty polluted street "All right, all right man, 'not like I get to play around with that kind of stuff everyday, y'know?"
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Post by Crimson D on Nov 12, 2006 1:01:14 GMT -5
I made one mistake, and I wouldn't repeat it. I'm going to stand still and wait for them to give it up. They would get tired soon enough and do whatever it is they were gonna do.
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Post by Crimson D on Nov 12, 2006 17:25:45 GMT -5
I kept about 10 yards behind them. Followed them as close as I could without giving myself away. I had to know what he was up to. That damn mike was pissing me off. The mike it's self is fairly directional so as long as I didn't walk in front of it I stood a chance.
Stealth Default: Qui
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Between moving as quietly as I could and my spells I had high hopes.
...and here I wanted a challenge. This is the last time I ask for something I wanted.[rand=397431567766747153370886330332315698723838293645259906732318507621]
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