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Post by Da Pwny on Feb 17, 2008 11:30:16 GMT -5
(ok since poptart hasn't posted in a while i'm just going to take a few liberties here... i'll change them if he doesn't like it x-x)
Sasha nodded before the Riker kid took off, then headed off towards the kitchen. Lo and behold, she found the sh** passed out on the kitchen floor, a half-eaten hamburger in one hand. Sasha didn't take the time to have niceties; she immediately took back her own knife, as well as a bite out of the monstrous burger that he'd made up before leaving. She wasn't getting anything out of him. Still, she wanted to find that lever-action repeater, and badly before someone else claimed it.
And she did, in what appeared to be the man's room. Sasha hadn't been paying attention to names, so she still didn't know everyone's, not that she cared much. It was just that it looked like she'd be stuck here a while longer. About the time that she got back downstairs, a rather large truck came rolling in, and for a second Sasha stood there wide-eyed. Quickly recovering, she went back to her usual state of acting bored and breezed past the big truck to the kitchen again. Taking the hamburger, she bit off the parts that hadn't been chewed or slobbered on already and put the remains back in his hands, snickering a little at such a devious act.
Riffling around the kitchen, she had to suppress a squeal when she found an unopened single-serving bag of Frito's, tearing it open and wolfing the contents down. It was a bit older than she preferred, but she wasn't about to complain about that minor detail. Tossing the empty bag in a nearby trashcan, she continued sniffing around (quite literally too) the cabinet and fridges, namely because she hadn't eaten anything after leaving the last town about a week ago except the fruits she'd managed to pack. This place was like a glutton's haven... at least she was sure it had been until whomever it was raided it out of house and home. Oh wait... that was me! Oops! Sasha thought, snickering as she found some fresh bread, a few slices of cheese, and some deli ham stuck back in the fridge. In about a minute, she'd finished that sandwich and decided that she'd stuffed her face enough for now...
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Post by Roara on Feb 17, 2008 13:32:10 GMT -5
"Any good? Hah! This guy saved my ass back in Afghanistan!" Evaan shouted from the cabin, letting down the cargo basket. He and Jovi hefted each crate one by one into his workshop in the basement until it was all clear. Then, they meet back with the others by the front gate.
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Post by Crow on Feb 17, 2008 14:23:19 GMT -5
"Good, and as for what's in the suit case......It's not yours and that's all you need to know. He walked into the tower and headed up to his room on the top floor. He unlocked the door and closed it behind him as he walked in. Then, sure that no one was in his room, he walked to his closet and opened the door.
He saw his usual clothes as well as the dresser he had inside. He opened the bottom shelf and looked over the metal case it hid. He sighed and unlocked it, pulling out the contents and replacing them with the money. He'd give Cipher his share when he wasn't too drunk to move. He relocked the practical safe and shut the dresser shelf. He closed the closet door and moved downstairs.
In the kitchen he spotted Sasha. "Hey, bounty hunter, you going to help us, or freeload during the fights?"
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Post by Da Pwny on Feb 17, 2008 18:35:13 GMT -5
"Depends" was the only answer she gave to that. Grabbing an energy bar hidden beneath some trash, she stuffed it into a pocket then took off to find something to do up at the front gate. She wasn't much for being bossed around by anyone, but at the moment it couldn't be helped...
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Post by ev1lpoptart on Feb 17, 2008 22:03:12 GMT -5
((Sorry I hadn't been around in a while. Spent some time at Purdue this weekend))
Cipher shook his head as he woke up on the...kitchen floor? After a moment he confirmed that. He stood up, chucked the burger, and saw the girl and Crow in there with him. He noticed she'd taken the liberty of stealing her knife back. "All you had to do was ask, small fry. The knife was a piece of sh** anyways." He made himself a glass of water and opened the fridge, looking for something--anything--but finding nothing but half-eaten, freezer burned things. "Since when did you decide that this place was a f**kin' hotel, Crow? Now we've got no decent f**kin' food around."
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Post by Crow on Feb 17, 2008 23:37:56 GMT -5
"Quit your b****ing and follow me Cipher, I got somthing to show you......." He headed up to his room and let Cipher in, going to the steel case in his dresser. He unlocked it and showed the money to Cipher. "That's about a quarter of a million, and half of it's yours....." He started taking out Ciphers share and let it on the floor next to him. After that was done, he locked the money up again. "Oh, by the way.....Iraqe military forces are headed to town. They want to liberate it or somthing. Stock up on ammo and food before they show up."
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Post by ev1lpoptart on Feb 18, 2008 0:26:03 GMT -5
"The WHAT!?" Cipher was surprised, but it didn't stop him from gathering his share, throwing it into a khaki messenger bag. "Look, man, this is a good place and all, but there's no way we can hold out against a f**kin' army. I say you and me take this cash and split. We got enough here to set up shop over the border. Money's good in the mountains. Whaddya say?"
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Post by Crow on Feb 18, 2008 0:30:38 GMT -5
"You got one hell of a point, but there's no way in hell that we can get to the mountains before they show up. Besides. I owe it to the Old Wolf* to hold this place down. Add to that we got those religeous nuts on our side. You know, Ali Achbah! Boom! We got good chances, and imagine how much cash we can make if we sell off the dead guys weapons! We shoot them from half a mile away and collect on our pay!"
Old wolf: The former owner of the tower. Left for no apparent reason one day. Hasn't been seen since.
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Post by knightc3 on Feb 18, 2008 1:13:47 GMT -5
Riker smiled to himself as he stood outside the door listening to this conversation. He walked away fast hoping he had not been detected. So thats what was in the briefcase. He hadn't seen Gail around since he had gone on the little trip to town. He was beginning to wonder where she was.
He knew somebody would be very interested to know about the money. He walked back to Sasha and stopped next to her.
"I got something you might wanna hear... Can we talk somewhere private?", he asked looking around at all the people.
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Post by Rosy on Feb 18, 2008 13:17:41 GMT -5
((I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!!!! Wow I missed a lot.. lmao!)) Gail stared at the picture for a long time. Many emotions fled through her head. Joy because she had the picture back, fear because Riker might have realized how helpless she really was, anger because she almost lost the picture... She suddenly felt very tired. With a sigh, she gingerly packed the picture into her pocket and headed to her room. Who was to care if she took a loooong nap anyways? ((She'll wake up eventually ))
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Post by Roara on Feb 18, 2008 17:27:55 GMT -5
Evaan squeezed into the kitchen right when Cipher and Riker started their conversation. When it was done, he nodded his head.
"My truck should be able to fit us and make good time to the mountains." He added, stepping towards them. "It may not be rocket proof, but it can take small arms fire. And even if they do catch up with us, it would be better than getting shredded here."
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Post by knightc3 on Feb 18, 2008 17:37:34 GMT -5
((I think you meant Cipher and Crow...))
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Post by Crow on Feb 18, 2008 19:17:28 GMT -5
Crow sighed, "Yeah, you have a good point. Life comes before honor I guess. Let's pack up whatever we're going to need and move out." He walked up to his room and pulled out the case of money and pulled the handle out from the top. He grabbed a back pack and started packing some clothes, and whatever he was going to need. He stashed it in his dune buggy, padlocking the case to the framework. He walked back in the base, "Any Idea what we're going to do about food?"
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Post by Roara on Feb 18, 2008 22:44:56 GMT -5
"My truck can carry about four large crates. we can have two for food, one for ammo if we are conservative, and another for supplies." Evaan replied. "But, what of the others? Including myself I can only fit in about six people. One passenger seat, one lookout seat, gunner rack on back end, then room in the middle."
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Post by Da Pwny on Feb 19, 2008 20:16:17 GMT -5
(sry for not posting as of late... i've gone quite mad recently its not as fun as i thought it would be...) Sasha perked up a bit at having her attention called towards someone. "Save it. I'm about to leave here anyways. The stench of this place is clogging my lungs. Besides, there is easier money to be made in town, and a tad bit more legitimate than hanging around here." Straightening up, she just had to ask "What... exactly... are you so adamant about telling me, just out of curiosity?"
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