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 Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 3:24 pm
*Cursing loudly and rather vehemently, Crim hopped from foot to foot almost as if to try and dodge, unsuccessfully one might add, the falling hail. Taking a moment to raise her hand to the sky, she lifted up her middle finger and flipped off the clouds, almost as if she was blaming them for her predicament*
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 5:19 pm
*hears the sounds of hail hitting the roof*
*looks up at the ceiling hoping no damage will come to the mansion form the hail*
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 11:14 pm
He twists his hand around, and a umbrella of fire sits above him. he stayed dry, and walked slowly towards the mansion.
"So I came to the right place for the Gaian Mafia right?"
He asked, not wanting to show his intentions, but wanting to make sure the place was right.
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2004 6:34 am
*Blinking a few times at the man, Crim suddenly burst into laughter. Motioning to the sign in the front of the mansion that clearly stated the mansion as Kindersley Computer Systems Inc., and fought to speak through her bouts of giggles*
Mafia? Why is it that whenever someone comes around here, they seem to think that we're a mafia? Well to answer your question, no, we are not the Gaian Mafia. We're just a computer company.
*As her laughter subsided, Crim returned her arms across her chest and gave a lopsided grin to the man as she continued towards the mansion. It hadn't been a complete lie, for it was true that the mansion was not part of of the Gaian Mafia, but of the Gaia Mafia.*
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2004 6:37 am
(( Dude... I should have a bolt of lightning hit you on the spot. We are not the Gaian mafia scream ))
The thunderous echo took him by surprise and Oxy jumped, startled. He laughed lightly to himself and plucked up his wristwatch, slipping it around his thin arm. His phone was pocketed and he walked slowly from the room, running mental checks to ensure he had everything.
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2004 2:27 pm
Dev woke up still hurting along his body. Slowly bringing himself up he made his way into the mansion hoping that there was some one who could take him to his room. Electricity played along the exposed metal and damaged wires.
Da...Bzzt...mn...stai...Fzzzt...rs.
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2004 2:52 pm
*Crim, having somehow completely missed Dev before ((<< >>;; *coff*)) furrowed her brow and jogged up to him as he went into the mansion. Leaving the doors open for the stranger to enter, Crim assumed a genuinely worried expression and spoke to Dev in a hushed voice*
What the hell..? Dammit, you're injured as ********, aren't you?
*Eyeing the jumping electricity, Crim backed up a bit. She was covered in water and water conducted electricity. Not a good combination. Her mouth thinned for a moment before she rose her head and called in the direction of the common*
Oi, Shawn, Vlad, get your asses over here!
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2004 3:11 pm
Turning his head as he collapsed onto his legs he held himself up with his left arm as he took out equipment with his right. Various weapons fell to the ground as he removed them and their ammunition.
Y..E...S...
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2004 3:17 pm
He was walking down onto the first floor landing when his hearing, though not as good as his smell, picked up the dulcet tones of Crimson and Fiddler.
Tika[switching to his real name for narrative now, other characters still call him Oxy] slowed his pace, ambling along to better hear the conversation.
So Fiddler was badly damaged, and it was his fault. Tika gave a shrug. Only his plan mattered.
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2004 5:20 pm
*she got bored with the tv and got up off the couch*
*headed in the direction of the others*
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2004 5:34 pm
((Sorry I was awake for 27 hours straight and forgot the differance. Gah. Just let me in, I don;t know how mafia's work too well.))
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2004 6:43 pm
Shawn sensed the urgency in Crim's voice, and dashed out to her location. Not immediately seeing Dev, he looked puzzled.
"What is it?"
Shawn then saw Dev.
"Jesus Christ! What the ******** happened to you?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2004 6:52 pm
((I am going to re-try my Entry. The last on is just plain, n00b.))
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2004 8:36 pm
*All emotion seemingly leaving her face, Crim swept over to Shawn in one swift motion, barely seeming to have even taken a step for it was so fluid. Getting close to him, but not quite touching for fear of what the water would do to him if he helped Dev, she gave him orders in a hushed but stern voice*
Take Dev to the infirmirary. It's in the basement. Use your ID to get through the doors and you should see it after a flight of stairs. Try your best to patch him up.
*Moving past Shawn, Crim's eyes locked onto Mika before continuing towards the common*
Mika, help Shawn with Dev. Do what you can.
*Walking inside, Crim moved briskly over to Vladar, water dripping all over the carpet, but she seemingly didn't care.*
Vlad, get all of these out of sight, right now.
*Not taking the time for anything else to be said, Crim circled around and walked out into the entrance hall, smiling at the stranger who had made it inside the mansion as if nothing was going on at all*
I'm sorry about the mess, sir. Looks like our other guard took a bit of a spill earlier today. Please, come inside and get warm.
((Yes, I did speedhack just a bit. Yes, I did just puppet master Maelthra a tad. No, I don't give a damn.))
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2004 7:46 am
(( >> ))
Tika had remained hidden at the top of the stairs during this. Whether anyone had noticed, he did not know. Silently, his body broke apart and he sifted unseen, down through the mansion to the garage.
Once there he checked around, ensuring no one was nearby, then walked over to his Lamborghini LM002. As usual the spare key was tied underneath the bonnet, and he removed it quickly, unlocking the driver's door and climbing in.
He set the radio, switching it to the local station, then started the engine. Tika gave one last sigh, and released the handbrake, pulling out of the parking space and moving out of the garage up the ramp, emerging into daylight and speeding down the driveway. There was no doubt that he would have been seen now, and he just wanted to get away as fast as possible.
He didn't wait for the gates but simply smashed through them as they were only halfway open, turning right and tearing away from the mansion.
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