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Post by Jessy on Mar 24, 2005 2:53:20 GMT -5
"Nice. I would wonder how you knew this stuff, but I've met you so I don't." I entered the shop, looking round.
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Post by Doc on Mar 24, 2005 2:56:39 GMT -5
"Let see," I muttered, looking behind teh couner. "Boring, boring...hello," I small red button grabbed my attention. I pressed in gingerly and a sectio of wall slid open, revealing military grade hardware. "Jackpot!"
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Post by Jessy on Mar 24, 2005 2:58:37 GMT -5
"Nice. I'll take.....that one." I grinned. "But I really should report this."
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Post by Rogue on Mar 24, 2005 2:58:37 GMT -5
"Nice!" Amy said looking at them, but she just settled for grabbing more mags.
I grabbed a rifle and a box of bullets.
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Post by Doc on Mar 24, 2005 3:03:44 GMT -5
I grabbed some bags and walked into the room, grinning madly. "One of these, one of these, this looks nice...oh, a claymore anti personel mine, sweat..." I listed. I was in heaven. "I'm gonna need a car to transport this stuff."
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Post by Rogue on Mar 24, 2005 3:05:12 GMT -5
"You'd think it was chrismas for you," I smirkd watching him grab two of every gun.
((lol. Couldn't help the Noah touch.))
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Post by Jessy on Mar 24, 2005 3:05:40 GMT -5
"Steel armoured or titanium?" I asked, holding up some keys.
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Post by Doc on Mar 24, 2005 3:06:31 GMT -5
"Are you kidding?" I said with a grin. "Every christmas come at once. My foster mum was Australian SAS. She taught me how to use this stuff."
(((I'm sorry, i had to do it. you forgive me, right? ;D)))
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Post by Jessy on Mar 24, 2005 3:08:55 GMT -5
"What was her name?" I asked sharply, looking across at Doc.
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Post by Doc on Mar 24, 2005 3:10:31 GMT -5
"Angela,' I said, a bit shocked at her question, or the sharpness of it. "She had a daughter, Deseres, that seemed to think getting into my pants was a good hobby. Why?"
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Post by Jessy on Mar 24, 2005 3:12:40 GMT -5
"We've met," I replied, smiling slightly. "There's a reason I've got this stuff. Now, shall I bring the car around or not?"
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Post by Doc on Mar 24, 2005 3:13:41 GMT -5
"Oh great,' I muttered. "Just go get the car, short stuff. I'll bring the party favours."
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Post by Jessy on Mar 24, 2005 3:17:38 GMT -5
"Is that a covered 'I wanna drive'?" I asked, smirking. "If you want to, just say."
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Post by Doc on Mar 24, 2005 3:22:32 GMT -5
"Nah, you can" I said, grabbing a disposable bazooka from the rack. "I'm goin to be too busy plowing shit up."
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Post by Jessy on Mar 24, 2005 3:27:41 GMT -5
"Grab me something, kay?" I said, before heading outside. The keypad was shut, but my card soon opened it. "Agent Jackson."
"Iris scan inniciated. Access granted." I loved that voice. So robotic and smooth.
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