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Post by Braddoc on Apr 23, 2007 17:46:47 GMT -5
Four-Eyes gets in the back of the booth, with Shade blocking the way out. He' used to sit with the wall at his back, but generally, he's got one side of the booth for himself. He still somehow managed to get his back to the wall, flexing a leg under the other, getting a bit confortable..just a bit. He listened to whatever Shade what talking about, something about focis and such, something that Peaches could be able to use..Yeah Micro did talk about something like that back in the Woods..I'll have to talk to him about that. He gave a few looks toward Sugar, good thing his sunglasses were not making it too obvious, looking around around the bar, acting like he wasn't listening, until Shade asked about the Comms. "Well, 'though of going with some Sony Petzis, with some Renraku Alphis encryption chips for added security, 'should have them by tomorrow."
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Post by Crimson D on Apr 23, 2007 19:49:19 GMT -5
"So as long as we're not screwing with Renraku, we're ok." Shade thought about that for a second. "Sounds like a normal day to me."
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Post by Braddoc on Apr 23, 2007 19:53:58 GMT -5
"Heh..yeah maybe for you, I try to stay clear of Megacorp who can kill you and everyone you even cross just for the hell of it." He drank a bit, lighting a smoke afterward. "So what you guys were talking about anyways?"
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Post by Crimson D on Apr 23, 2007 20:00:33 GMT -5
Shade laughed "Magic armor for the mundane. What I meant was they wouldn't have to bother decrypting our stuff." Shade drained his beer. "So what do you think they have on their minds this time? Better not be another damn wendego. One is enough for two lifetimes."
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Post by Braddoc on Apr 23, 2007 20:02:45 GMT -5
"Meh..they did talked a bit 'bout Ghouls..maybe it's that..maybe it's one of those 'let loose and bring back news' kinda deal..at any rate check your buds; anything weird happening, get the others on the line we'll check it out."
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Post by Crimson D on Apr 23, 2007 20:08:18 GMT -5
Shade nodded. "Finding something weird ant a problem. Ghoul attacks show up everyday on the matrix. Or a suspected hideout. Hell even sightings." Shade looked around for a waitress and had a light. "I hope we at least get some more training time in. It wouldn't surprise me if they had a gun range.... honestly, didn't things seem a bit much back there?"
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Post by Braddoc on Apr 23, 2007 20:13:09 GMT -5
"Watcha mean? They deal in powerful stuff, that powerful groups want, and don't care killing a million people if that can help their actions going half a point, or have some dumb f*ck exec get a bigger office. They're doing it for the sake of doing it, instead of locking every weird things that span the globe, just begging for a catastrophe to happen. and C'mon, why keep what's running the world to the grand public? 'Think they'll go nuts? After the last 50 years, I'm pretty sure nothing impresses the masses, hell I'm bettin' they don't even care too."
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Post by Crimson D on Apr 23, 2007 20:24:57 GMT -5
Shade clearly agreed. "If people cared it would be the Salem Witch Trials all over again. Only this time it's real. We've clearly signed on to be hunters... Got a large wooden crucifix?" Shade shook his head. "What I mean is, for a magazine that claims to have so little money. Aren't they well setup? Even for a magazine and those digs. That was a damn nice place. There are news papers in this city not as well funded as these guys are." Shade signaled for another beer. "I know that wasn't their office or anything. Even renting a place like that. This ant no magazine we're dealing with. There's too much money." Shade used the ashtray and tipped the waitress. "I thought we were meeting with Ms. Reporter herself."
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Post by Braddoc on Apr 23, 2007 20:35:48 GMT -5
"She was around, dunno where she went though, she's around somewhere..and we didn't sing as 'Hunters' but as field Journalist, first line against the paranormal, we get in make the place safe, call in the real hacks so they can write up articles, we get paid, done and done. dunno where you got the idea they don't got cash, they've been going at it for almost 100 years, it they were broke, they would have died years ago." Four-Eyes takes a drag, looking around the place trying to spot Illiya. "Besides, what's the lack of confidence all of a sudden? You were free to leave anytime, but you stayed. So you believed her story, you don't trust the machine behind her, I don't trust the face 'they' decided to show us" He raised his shoulders, a small grin on his face "Life's all about giving a little taking a little..besides, we don't really have to bother about civilians if we ever go into the lair of some beats of a pack of whatevers..just blast away, and always take a step forward, that's what I say."
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Post by Crimson D on Apr 23, 2007 20:46:22 GMT -5
"Sounds like hunting to me. Go in, wipe them out." Shade chucked. "There's nothing like a good old fastened slaughter. What I am saying is, in essence you don't completely trust them either. We just don't not trust the same thing... Our paranoia's covered, next?" Shade drank some beer. "As for lack, I need more combat training before I go "reporting.""" Shade had some beer.
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Post by Braddoc on Apr 23, 2007 20:51:09 GMT -5
Four-Eyes drank some of his beer, who was only a quarter full by now. "I agree, I'm good with my piece, but I gotta admit, having something a bit bigger with more punch would be good too, I got the longarms, just not the training facilities to actually train and get to get comfortable with it, y'know.." He looked a Shade for a second "So how come a guy who said he didn't like killing goes around carrying a Katana?"
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Post by Crimson D on Apr 23, 2007 21:00:59 GMT -5
Shade slowly turned pale. "...The answer isn't as easy as you think. I threw this thing into the bay just about three and half years ago. It showed up at the festal." Shade shrugged. "So I went and got most of my old equipment. It's been years since I used it last... The right tools for the right job." He slowly drained the rest of his beer. "I got one last peace to go get... It's just that I hate cemeterys."
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Post by Braddoc on Apr 23, 2007 21:09:37 GMT -5
"Huh-huh..such skillful skating, you musta joined a hockey team..." Four-Eyes leans back a few inches into the wall "Well, you don't wanna say it yet, fine by me, just keep whatever you're hiding on a tight leach; I don't want to have to babysit you because you're having flashbacks or some crazy phase or whatever, the others are feelin' the same I'm sure....So need help looking for that last piece? Cemeteries are spooky, but it's pretty calm place, quite a change form the buzzing of the sprawl"
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Post by Crimson D on Apr 23, 2007 21:20:20 GMT -5
"Nah I'll be fine. I know the caretaker. So he knows I ant doing anything I shouldn't be. As for flashbacks I don't get those. I made my peace with it a long time ago... I'm not kidding, I really did chuck this thing." Shade waves for another beer and lights a new smoke.
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Post by Braddoc on Apr 23, 2007 21:25:28 GMT -5
Four-Eyes raised his shoulders "All right Shade, if you say so. This is big biz, I don't wanna loose this job, sure beats doing everybody's dirty work, plus there's the satisfaction you did somethin' good."
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