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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 12:34 pm
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Rikki Tikki Travi "There's no loop. Only I know what options there are. You just be ready to take hold of your son and never let go. I'll handle things if they get dicey. I wont let anything happen to Christian, I promise."
Shane puts the mic down and sits back as the trip is made. Nearly thirty minutes later he can feel a large concentration of metahumans and humans in a building somewhere in front of them. He waves his hand dismissively at Berchant and undoes the lip fusion, returning them to normal.
"Are we being taken into an underground garage or facility to see Christian?"
Annie sat back, pouting ever so slightly. She appreciated all that Shane was doing for her and her son, but his methods irked her the slightest. She liked to know what was going on, and she didn't with how Shane was orchestrating things.
Meanwhile, Berchant smiled, rubbing his mouth thankful to have the ability to talk again, but chose his words a little more wisely. "We're driving into an air tight underground garage. That way Annabella has the least amount of water at her disposal- but then again that won't stop her from turning someone to goo inside out. Quite disgusting... she did a number on several of our guards during her escape. Have you ever seen her handy work? Ah, considering the people you've killed your girlfriend turning some poor Daedalus workers to goo would be no big concern to you..."
Smirking he drove through a guarded gate and headed towards the back of the facility. "Ready?" Berchant asked, not really caring to know the answer.
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mc2 Annie sat back, pouting ever so slightly. She appreciated all that Shane was doing for her and her son, but his methods irked her the slightest. She liked to know what was going on, and she didn't with how Shane was orchestrating things.Meanwhile, Berchant smiled, rubbing his mouth thankful to have the ability to talk again, but chose his words a little more wisely. "We're driving into an air tight underground garage. That way Annabella has the least amount of water at her disposal- but then again that won't stop her from turning someone to goo inside out. Quite disgusting... she did a number on several of our guards during her escape. Have you ever seen her handy work? Ah, considering the people you've killed your girlfriend turning some poor Daedalus workers to goo would be no big concern to you..." Smirking he drove through a guarded gate and headed towards the back of the facility. "Ready?" Berchant asked, not really caring to know the answer.
Shane checks his appearance in the small mirror behind the sunshade of the van. He still looks like Berchant's assistant, but that wasn't going to last long. Surely he told them of the boy's demise. Still, just in case. It will give them a sense that they are a step ahead of him, that they are in control. But they don't know about Berchant or his ability to control people.
"Yea, I'm ready. By the way, if you make mention of my infection I will rot your face and make your manhood to shrivel up and fall off like a dried up leaf. Are we clear on this?"
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Rikki Tikki Travi Shane checks his appearance in the small mirror behind the sunshade of the van. He still looks like Berchant's assistant, but that wasn't going to last long. Surely he told them of the boy's demise. Still, just in case. It will give them a sense that they are a step ahead of him, that they are in control. But they don't know about Berchant or his ability to control people.
"Yea, I'm ready. By the way, if you make mention of my infection I will rot your face and make your manhood to shrivel up and fall off like a dried up leaf. Are we clear on this?"
Berchant raised a brow and gulped some at the thought of what Shane threatened. Darkly he muttered, "I have no doubt you would do something like that."
The truck pulled down a driveway that lowered into the ground. The truck paused, and the door to the garage opened. Inside stood about sixty guards and in the arms of an armed guard slept a child with dark brown hair-almost black hair-, chubby cheeks and a stubborn chin he inherited from his mother. Berchant sighed driving the tuck into the garage, and the door behind them closed.
Berchant glanced at Shane and then to the guards. "Stay in the truck!" Ordered the guard that appeared in charge, the guard holding Christian. "We will release Annabella Soulsmith first. Guards open the back of the truck, be sure to remind her if she tries anything funny we do have her son in our control."
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