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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 9:08 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 10:36 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 8:57 pm
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Tatsoi Jeze paused when she saw the strange figure approach them. Her held her hands out to either side to stop her sisters, ten dropped them once more to hang loosely beside her. The younger two stepped forwards, making a straight line across the sidewalk. When the woman spoke to them, Liadan smiled brightly. "Of course we saw what happened!" She giggled, but hushed when Jeze shot her a glare. With a frown firmly in place, Jezebel turned to the new comer. "We are unharmed. As for the others..." She paused for a moment as she glanced over her shoulder and the pile of burning automobiles. "I guess they just got... unlucky." Her voice was smooth as ice, her expression somewhat smug. Another soft giggle escaped from Lia's lips. Sharply, Jeze rose her hand and once again, the youngest went silent. Slowly dropped her hand, Jezebel cocked a single brow as she looked at he strange woman. "As far as what happened, all the lights turned green!" Liadan spoke up once again. Her eyes bright as she looked over the suit that stood before them. "How do you move in that thing? Is it heavy? I heard that knights back in the olden day were REALLY strong, cause their armor was-""LIADAN!" Jezebel snapped. Her eyes narrowing on the girl once more. Liadan pouted and turned to her sister, but when the two locked eyes, Liadan's went blank. The young woman stood there for a moment, before Jezebel blinked, and then, so too, did Liadan. Smiling brightly, she looked to the suit once more and wrinkled her nose. "When did she get here?" Liadan asked softly under her breath as she looked Gigdet up and down. A crude smile made its way to Jeze's lips. "Just now dear sister. Just now." She looked to Gigdet once more. "Can we help you with something miss? My sisters and I have an engagement we simply can't be late to."
Gidget's readings pick up on a sudden biological flux from the oldest girl. Her head tilts curiously as the youngest one seems to forget what had just happened. A Type 3 meta-human, possibly with the ability to manipulate memory. Gidget did not worry about that. Lacking a physical "brain" her memory could not be tampered with.
This saddens her. The youngest one, Liadan, reminded her of herself when she was that young...and still alive. Already she has a bad feeling about the oldest girl. The middle one though...didn't speak. Gidget makes a mental note to watch out for that one.
She looks to the oldest girl and states, "Your hiding something. It would be best to tell me the truth. I can tell when you are lying." The the question she has been wanting to ask comes forth.
"Are you three responsible for what happened here?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 8:38 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 9:50 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 2:04 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 4:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 8:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 8:42 pm
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Ako had been riding for hours on end when he passed the sign saying Knoxburgh was only ten miles ahead. The sprawling city rose up before him as he crested a hill, the first time he'd seen it in years. Some things seemed to have changed, but a lot was the same. The skyline looked the same as the first time he'd come to this city, as a soon-to-bee college student so long ago. He slowed as the building got closer together and started growing taller. The rumble of the Harley's V-twin engine echoed off the glass walls around him as he cruised through the streets, not really knowing where to go. He couldn't just go back to the apartment he'd once called home, his friends were probably long gone from there. Would they even still be in the city? Maybe they'd all followed his lead and gotten out before the Daedalus Project had a chance to find them. What about Valhalla, though? Surely they hadn't abandoned that, or had they?
He was snapped out of his thoughts when he realized the truck in front of him wasn't moving. He hit the brakes, locking up the bike's rear wheel. Any harder on the front brake and he would have gone over, but he managed to keep the bike upright and come to a skittering halt inches behind the SUV's rear bumper. He relaxed his grip on the handlebars and slumped back into the bike's saddle, breathing a sigh of relief. That was way closer than it should have been. Now that he looked around, he saw that traffic was at a standstill. Curious, he pulled the bike into a nearby parallel parking spot and shut it off, taking a second to fully regain his composure before stepping off and onto the sidewalk.
Looking to the intersection up ahead, he saw what looked like a wreck that took up the entire intersection, as if everyone had gone at once. He was about to simply get back on his bike and turn around when a somewhat familiar voice caught his ear. He looked back to the intersection, but didn't see anyone he recognized. There were three odd little girls, though, talking to someone blocked from his view by the corner building. He could tell from here that the little girls were not normal, and it might be a good idea to see who they were talking to, as well as find out if they had something to do with this.
As he came up to the intersection, it was clear the girls were getting ready for a fight. Maybe it was best to just leave, but there was that familiar voice again, asking them to stand down. Ako stopped when he could see who the girls were talking to, and his heart almost stopped with him. That robot. No, that suit. "G-Gidget?" It had been so long since he'd even said that name. So long since he'd seen the little pink haired inventor, the girl who'd practically been his little sister. He'd forgotten about the likely impending fight before him, too stunned upon seeing something nearly unchanged from so long ago.
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 10:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 10:30 pm
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The Count of Monte Carlo As he came up to the intersection, it was clear the girls were getting ready for a fight. Maybe it was best to just leave, but there was that familiar voice again, asking them to stand down. Ako stopped when he could see who the girls were talking to, and his heart almost stopped with him. That robot. No, that suit. "G-Gidget?" It had been so long since he'd even said that name. So long since he'd seen the little pink haired inventor, the girl who'd practically been his little sister. He'd forgotten about the likely impending fight before him, too stunned upon seeing something nearly unchanged from so long ago.
Gidget's sensors pick up on another meta-signature. A new view window opens in her HUD. She turns her head to face the newcomer, and a strange sensation similar to anxiety strikes her. Not in a physical sense, but her mind began to race at 100mph. It was Ako, the man she had a school girl crush on.
Why is he here? It's not safe. Warn him. Hold him. Don't let him know what happened. I'm old enough to date him now. I'm not human anymore.
The thoughts nearly drive her mad, until she suddenly realizes that she had made a terrible mistake. She had taken her attention off of Kali, and left herself open to attack.
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 10:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 11:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 11:14 pm
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JewJewBeans Following along, the woman said nothing. Her mind still else where as But at the same time, it didn't matter what she was doing or how much pain she was in, there was always that small bit of excitement underneath. Every time her eyes burned, or itched, she remember that tomorrow was a new day, and one that she was looking forwards too.
Deora looked at what all was available and relayed what she thought was the good stuff to Justine. "It's looks like they've got some pizza, lasagna, spaghetti, some soups, I think I see some tacos ad burgers, salad stuff..." She went silent a second as she looked over all the food. "I think it's easier to say they have just about everything. What would you like?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 11:31 pm
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