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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 10:47 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 12:23 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 8:40 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 7:31 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 8:23 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 8:30 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 10:27 am
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Rikki Tikki Travi mc2 Annie raised a brow. "You have a point, but I wouldn't want to take the gamble that he isn't bluffing. He's awfully possesive of his experiments and in some ways would rather no one get credit for "his" work than for scientific progress to be made. I remember once he got the case, barely anyone else ever saw me besides him. He even did the menial things like delivering me food."
She pinched the bridge of her nose and continued, "What I am really worried about is if he contacted Daedalus while we weren't paying attention. We have been giving him more leeway than we should- and that is both of our faults." Shane mulls, wondering what could be done about the man. He ponders the idea of consuming him and taking the device into himself, a feat he has never actually attempted. The good doctor was indeed becoming a problem.
"Don't worry. Daedalus doesn't have access to the gas the machine has, and electrocuting me will only result in killing everyone around me. He knows this, and he also knows that death is not the worst thing that can happen to a man. As I told him earlier, is hard to do any sort of research when you are missing limbs or eyes. He'll play ball...for now at least. But you're right, we are definitely giving him too much leeway. Any thoughts on how we can remedy that?"
"I could ride up front for a while to make sure we are going the right way, but I really don't desire being close to him for that long," Annie replied biting her lip. Sighing she added, "He'll say something to piss me off and I'll end up using my power and we'll end up wrecking or something knowing my luck."
"Berchant is a problem but how to deal with him has always been the problem," added Annie. "You're the brain- surely you have some ideas of how to take care of this problem best floating around. My style is to go straight in powers blazing, but even I know that, that is a stupid idea especially when dealing with Berchant and Daedalus."
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 6:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 6:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 1:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:55 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 8:02 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 4:09 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 7:42 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 8:18 pm
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Tatsoi "Thanks." Jeze muttered softly as grabbed the notebook as she and her sisters made their way towards the bathroom. Once inside Jeze frowned. "I'm not so sure we should put our complete trust in this guy." "Why not?" Lia paused as she looked at Jeze, her shirt already gone as she started to pull her hair down from it's pig tails. "I just don't think it's a good idea." She sighed softly as she looked to Kali, whom nodded.
Charles Ray watches as the girls hole themselves up in the bathroom. He takes off his blazer and makes his way toward his office. He loosens his tie as he speaks aloud, "Loki: Recall satellite imagery of the central sub district approximately one hour ago. Playback in thermal. "
His office lights up as a large display screen is revealed behind a wall of awards and accolades from various industries and peace keeping organizations. The screen pulls up an overhead view of the requested area. He is not shocked to see a familiar thermal sight. A cold figure in the shape of a robo-woman with fire coming from it's feet. Agatha Morris. The question is, what was she doing there.
The video displays her speaking with someone inside, that someone disappearing, her walking around the church, and then the church going up in flames. Now the question Ray is asking himself is who was that man, and what did he do to elicit that reaction out of the normally level heading machine girl.
He rubs his chin curiously as he ponders. As much of a longshot as it is, there is a chance the man she spoke to is the one that has been unsettling him for so long. If so then he may not have an enemy after all, but a potential ally.
He pours himself a glass of scotch as he waits for the girls to finish cleaning up, perplexed as to why Jezebel took the notebook into the bathroom with them instead of allowing him to retrieve clean clothes for them.
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