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Post by gunther on Jun 13, 2006 20:51:06 GMT -5
"Well, thats good to hear, that you're dreams are important that is. Gives credence to your handle. You know, the whole 'Seer' thing. What'd you see chummer?" Gunther also takes a seat on the floor after serving coffee to everyone. "Why don't you tell us about it. It seems to be important..."
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Post by Xenomarch on Jun 13, 2006 20:58:15 GMT -5
I will stand still and activate my audio headware recorder.
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Post by jblack on Jun 14, 2006 1:20:15 GMT -5
Jorinda nods. So that was why he had that moniker. Explained a fair amount, really.
Jorinda rests her head on one elbow, a sign that she was listening intently to what he had to reveal.
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Post by Porter on Jun 14, 2006 19:55:34 GMT -5
Erick almost let out a small chuckle when he heard the responses. Had it not been for the energy he felt from his dream, he might have. Crossing his legs beneath him, his fingers absently play with the bead wrap that encases his right wrist. Erick takes a methodical deep breathe as he begins to speak in detail of the dream earlier that night.
Erick never wavers as he talks to the others, letting them hold their remarks until the dream is told at length. With each spoken word, Erick began to feel more at ease with the situation and more in control of what may come in their future. That of course would depend on their course of action.
(( OCC - Sending the dream via PM to the group since my computer is giving me fits now and I am trying to correct it. ))
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Post by jblack on Jun 14, 2006 22:32:28 GMT -5
Jorinda listens as the Seer relates his dream. Birds. Eagles and Crows. She wasn't seeing the symbolism, but then again, it wasn't like she took classes on such things in college; she'd opted for more practical coursework. She supposed it could be some sort of racial symbolism, but she'd leave that to an expert. But following that logic, the crow headed bird could be a half breed of some sort, or maybe one of the first metas?
But the bird's words, they implied that its father felt the child responsible for the mother's death. The stuff of old trids, a tragic back story.
Well, enough analyzing. She looks at the Seer. "So, you're the expert. What do you make of all that? And how does it tell you we're in something big?"
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Post by gunther on Jun 14, 2006 23:09:51 GMT -5
"Ai, chummer, Jorinda asks good questions. What do all the things in your dream mean? Are we the eagles? Few and strong? Is it a racial thing? Metas represented by the Eagles while humans are the crows? And what of the mice? Do you understand the significance of the communication at the end? The dream seems directed at you...Does the message mean something to you?"
Gunther shook his head. He didn't understand things like this much. After the Ripper incident, he'd taken it upon himself to learn some about magic, but like all other things, there was so much knowledge and so little time. That and Gunther was rather mundane when it came to magic. Mostly he'd been learning how to fight against it...Not much use here...He'd have to rely on the 'Seer', after all, thats what he was here for....
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Post by Xenomarch on Jun 15, 2006 0:25:11 GMT -5
<Yawn> "Well, I hate to make lite of your warning Seer, but I've been up for 63 hours now and I'm starting to need some quiet time. I really need to keep my head in one piece. I'm no good if I become of two minds. So I'll take a sentry walk around the place while you three... and those who might be listening, figure this out." <Exit Stage Left> When I get out side I will do a slow circuit around the block. While walking I will connect my comm-link to my data-jack and download Seer's message to Yorgi's Comm with a delay for when he wakes-up.
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Post by Braddoc on Jun 15, 2006 21:30:54 GMT -5
As you are discussing the Seer's dream, you hear sirens out in the distance, they are getting closer to you. You began seeing red and blue lights flashing outside, as a LoneStar Patrol car, with a DocWagon ambulance following it, drives with great speed in front of the store, going into the farmlands, away from the Main.
Moments later, Ed came out of the back store, dragging his feet, his eyes shrunken from the sleep he had.
"Hey guys.." Ed's voice is broken, almost at the point of moaning "What's all the noise for, did you guys called the cops or something?.." Ed drags himself to the soycaf machine and pours himself a cup, drinking it without too much joy. "Frag it's tastes like liquid drek when it's cold.."
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Post by jblack on Jun 16, 2006 1:11:45 GMT -5
Jorinda hears and sees the sirens and mutters "Drek" under her breath.
When Ed comes stumbling out, she looks at him. "No we didn't call the cops, actually." Sadly, though, she had a pretty good idea why the cops had been called.
"Hope those Orks didn't get hurt too bad." Jorinda says, staring glumly out the window.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 16, 2006 7:46:43 GMT -5
Gunther too, hears the sirens and looks out the window to watch them pass by, but is confused about their destination or mission. At first he thought they were coming for them too. It wasn't like Gunther was the best of friends with the LS. Heck, last he heard he was still wanted in connection with the death of those two security guards at Mitukamasan Chemical, a division of the mega corp Wuxing. "Hunh? What did you say Jorinda? What orks?" Gunther asked confused....
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Post by Xenomarch on Jun 17, 2006 1:10:01 GMT -5
Posting
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Post by jblack on Jun 17, 2006 18:42:03 GMT -5
Jorinda looks at Gunther. "After you left the restaurant, a group of orks showed up. Said they'd had a run-in with some Redmond gangers and kicked their asses." Jorinda shifts her position on the floor, not wanting her muscles to get too stiff. "But the gangers caught up with one of them. Beat him real bad, and the orks decided they wanted to get even." Jorinda shrugs.
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Post by Braddoc on Jun 19, 2006 19:57:26 GMT -5
(OOC: Dunno know you're all on the ground, they are chairs and tables around..oh well,..)
Ed took a slip of his soycaf, making a long slurping sound "Yeah, gangers come around here every week or so, to 'sharpen their skills' like my brother says, and boy, do they need sharpening! I took 2 of them down a couple of months ago with my brother, of course, a shotgun always helps in those situation.."
He took another slurp of his mug, keeping the warm liquid in his mouth, making it go everywhere, almost like gargling, before swallowing it with a gasp of satisfaction "You guys hungry? I got bread and a small camping stove, some toasts would be good."
(OOC: If there's nothing else, we'll move to the next day)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 20, 2006 18:54:38 GMT -5
OOC I think Gunther will just retire to the hotel for the night and sleep...been a long day for him as well. He will leave the van with the chummers at the ice-cream parlor and him and Xeno will walk...
Fast forward to next day....
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Post by jblack on Jun 20, 2006 22:00:20 GMT -5
Jorinda and the Seer were taking the next shift, so I'm assuming that will be uneventful???
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