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Post by birdie on Oct 10, 2006 16:17:07 GMT -6
Jet smiled slightly. "No, this is strictly between gangs. Well, possibly...I'm pretty sure it's a gang. No citizen would..." she shook her head. "No citizens wil be harmed." she said assuringly. "Now are you coming or staying?"
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Post by PhantomZero on Oct 10, 2006 16:47:53 GMT -6
Cecil nodded. "Yeah, sure. I've gotta do my part to make sure you're not just helping me."
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Post by DMCGoddess on Oct 10, 2006 17:08:17 GMT -6
Karl turned to Lexi. "Up until now, never. Me and Cecil made a promise as kids not to get involved in these kinds of things, but if he thinks he will survive that way, then I'm not going to stop him. Its his life." Karl continued walking, then stopped. He turned around, a devious smile on his face. "You seem awfully interested in Cecil, you know!" Karl playfully winked, and continued walking. Lexi gaped and stummbled back. "What! You don't mean--! No! Of course not!!" She said nervously as her face turned bright red. |
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Post by birdie on Oct 10, 2006 17:21:47 GMT -6
Jet nodded and turned to the rest of the group gathered before her. "Alright! Those of you coming with me, here's the deal: A friend of mine's been killed, so we're going in to do a little investigation..."
"Investigation? This is a gang, Jet! Not a forensic team!" someone sohuted from the group. "It's not like that. I think it was a rival."
"Which rival?" another asked.
Jet shook her head again. "That's what we're going to find out. We're headed for the next ruined city to the east of us, about a day away."
There was some muttering around the crowd of twenty or so, but no protest.
"Anyone want out?" Jet asked them. They all looked around to see who would fold first, but no one spoke up. "Okay then. Get a weapon and let's roll." Jet said, stepping towards the elevator. "Dax!" she shouted for her righthand. "Come help me start the Slider! I can never figure the damn thing out..." she said, muttering the last part.
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Post by PhantomZero on Oct 10, 2006 17:50:25 GMT -6
Cecil sighed, twirled around his staff and headed for the elevator. "If you don't mind me asking, what's the slider?" He asked.
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Post by Jakey on Oct 11, 2006 13:21:41 GMT -6
Karl Laughed.
"Heh, whatever!"
and he waved it off.
Soon, they arrived at his house. He walked to the door, and placed his palm on a metal frame. A green light shone, and the door clicked as it swung open.
Karl stepped aside.
"Ladies First."
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Post by DMCGoddess on Oct 12, 2006 14:39:55 GMT -6
"Thank you...." She said shly and stepped through the door into the house. She looked around in a daze. "Wow...it's amazing...better than I've ever had..." She said astounished.
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Post by Jakey on Oct 12, 2006 15:09:25 GMT -6
Karl smiled at her comment.
"Yeah, make yourself at home. I kinda live in the garage anyway - its my laboratory."
He sat on a dark blur velvet chair, one in a set of two.
"I keep the house clean though, just like my mum did every day..."
he said with a hint of pride, but his face slowly melted into an expression of solemnness.
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Post by DMCGoddess on Oct 12, 2006 16:16:08 GMT -6
"Did you lose your mother?" Lexi asked, sitting in the other chair.
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Post by birdie on Oct 12, 2006 21:34:32 GMT -6
Jet smirked. "One of our late members had a way with machinery and mechanics." she explained, walking down a hall to the back of the building with Dax and the other Jacks acompanying her. "He wasn't much of a fighter, so he proved himself in other ways; fixing weapons and inventing. He never told us, but he was secretly working on a project using spare parts that we got from raids..."
She finshed, reaching the end of the hall. She pushed oped a couple of rusted doors and revealed a ruined old parking complex of sorts that was attatched to the building. In there were a few tables, some with guns and other weapons. In other areas were what looked like the ruins of what used to be cars, motorcycles, and other vehicles.
Jet and Dax walked over to the largest of them, a crude military-looking transport of sorts, that appeared to construced completely from salvaged materials. Dax took a key hanging from a hook on the wall and hopped into the driver's seat of the vehicle, then put the key in an ingnition above a steering wheel. The thing started with a monsterous metallic roar when Dax turned the key and Jet smiled. "The Slider..." she introduced the machine.
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Post by Jakey on Oct 13, 2006 14:35:13 GMT -6
Karl looked at Lexi, with a solemn face.
That sentence struck a raw nerve deep within the tender parts on Karl.
"Well... yeah... she died about seven years ago, next month. She died outside, got caught in a gang crossfire... Cecil got a little injured as well..."
his eye swelled up.
"She... she was out there... because I wanted some parts... for something..." he mumbled through the jitterring jaw that accompanies early crying. He tried his best to shake it off.
"So... so now whenever I need something, I take that very same route... so if I am struck down, I shall be rejoined with my mother..." he wiped his oily sleeve to wipe the tears, leaving a black smear across his face. He sat quietly, head in hands, all the time realising he had a guest in the house, trying his hnardest to contain the tears and not upset her.
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Post by DMCGoddess on Oct 13, 2006 21:47:04 GMT -6
Lexi looked down with her hands folded in her lap. "I lost my family the exact same way..." She said. "They were caught in the crossfire of the Jacks and their rivals...I was very young..."
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Post by birdie on Oct 19, 2006 17:28:09 GMT -6
(OOC: anyone gonna respond on here...?)
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Post by PhantomZero on Oct 19, 2006 17:50:44 GMT -6
Cecil looked a bit shocked at the machine. "Wow, Karl would love to see this place..." He poked the Slider with interest.
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Post by DMCGoddess on Oct 19, 2006 19:23:46 GMT -6
(Dude...you're not Kevin)
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