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Post by Crimson D on Feb 20, 2007 23:33:24 GMT -5
"No problem."
Shade closes his eyes and forms the simple energy pattern of a watcher spirit.
Patrol around Peaches van and record. When you see me again, Playback.
Yes sir.
The watcher circle's high around peaches van recording everything that happens. "Watcher in place." OOC: If you really want me to roll for a F1 watcher wolf, lemme know.
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Post by wolflet59 on Feb 21, 2007 8:09:04 GMT -5
Thunder - you can use your drive skills, and anything that you feel would be complimentary too .. someone could navigate ? or you can just drive at a feeble 60kph nice an safe.
Noone seems comfortable with the troll gangers - but once they climb on board their bikes they seem less looming.. the bike in the pound starts up sweet, why was it there if OK?
Once the cavalcade gets underway, a few folk take vids an trids of the noisy exit - getting a couple of Vs from the trolls and a belly laff or two. The bikes out in front wait in the middle of the main road, the others following your RV..
Fryer exits from the Wardens lodge as you crawl out and indicates with hand signals that he is staying put in the lodge pointing to his deck.
You got a full compliment in the RV Illiya comes too trid in hand Wouldnt miss out on this - Geeze, d'you think trolls are a good idea?
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Post by Braddoc on Feb 21, 2007 20:08:50 GMT -5
Four-Eyes checked the bike.. Mechanics weren't his strong point, that was always Red's, but it sounded like ti was good, no coughing of the engine or visible damage...Tricky bastards, 'bet they got something planned, but fell short of it. Well, 'least will still help them get some creds..
He got to Thunder, sitting in the driver's seat "Thunder,wait a minute before spinning off, I know where it is, I'll play navigator on that one." Even before getting some sort of reply, he jogged to the old bullet maker "Hello sir, how's everything?" "All right. you here for the bullet? Got 50 silver bullets done, but there's not with a cartridge" Frag hell... "All right, but can you get a couple of them ready..kinda need it right now you see.." "Well, weren't you the one suppose to be makin' them right now?" "Yeah, but got busy as hell..C'mon, you still got that 'teacher's fee', I"m just askin' for a few.." The old man, snarled, visibly not too happy about it "All right, you get 10, no more for now, can't waste time with the silver boiling away" "Thank you so much sir, I really really appreciate it.." The old man switched place, facing the reloading machine. Four-Eyes was slowly gettin' impatient, but he resisted himself from showing it. The old man took a good 8=-10 seconds per bullets. 2 minutes later, four-eyes ran back to the RV, with a pocketful of silver rounds .357s too, good thing the old man decided to do the largest batch first!
He took his backpack, leaving it into the care of Lucille. His newly acquired machete was now attached to his belt, his flicking knife still at it usual place. He left most of his firecrackers there, taking only his usual loose one and a pack of 20, thighly attached to each other. He wrote down a note of his note pad and gave the paper to the Orkish driver "Lucille, I"ve been helpin' you since the start, so here's somethin' you can do for me; if push comes to shove and I get on the ground, call here, he'll know what to do with my meat and my stuff. Well, "Ill catch you later."
He jumped shotgun on the RV, putting on his smartgoggles and dropping the IR flahslight on the ground as Thunder drove off. Fryer seemed to be cooperating with Bridges, and the Elf seemed like she wanted to come 'Bitch better not be wantin' to stick with us she got on-board, he stayed silent Damn elven bitch cramming up my style..'hope she gets mugged[rand=56587495640149958772353665056636142377328750114111114952535440858]
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Post by Angel on Feb 23, 2007 3:08:17 GMT -5
Quick looks at Angel "Well those trolls seem a bit overly helpful I mean helping us just for beers. As for the elementals, well with as many as there were we got a few casters or a very charismatic mage out there. The wendigo makes me a little nervous I don't know alot about them and tonight seems to be having some effect on magic so it may effect him too. Feel kinda out of place in the woods too not my domain, be nice to get back into the city. You got any ideas as to what we may be heading into soon here?" Quick casually talks to Angel but continues to keep his eyes watching the trolls as well as were Peaches went. Angel shakes her head. "No clue." She replies. She had lots of questions, but no answers. There were other magi at the festival, but could she really trust them with the elemental's brain of gold? Most likely, not. Who could she trust, really? She wasn't sure about the trolls. There was an old saying she recalled that went keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Were these trolls really their friends? Were any of the rest of the group they'd fallen in with?
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