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Post by Carter O'Neil on Feb 16, 2005 18:17:16 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm sorry. You don't speak english. That makes things hard. Gosh." Carter rubs the back of his head and thinks of what he can do.
"Well come on inside, maybe somebody here knows Spanish."
He pulls on Peron's shoulder and leads him into the living room.
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Post by Ahriman on Feb 16, 2005 18:17:34 GMT -5
I smile, and teleport down to the pavement.
"The orders were to capture him. Bring him to the Ministry of Terror, and you may 'interrogate' him there."
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Post by Calithin on Feb 16, 2005 18:21:52 GMT -5
"Well if you hadn't dumped the rest of the juice out you could have loosened up."
*I notice a little thermometer on the wall across from me, which makes me realise how warm it really is.*
"It's too hot..."
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Post by Thomas on Feb 16, 2005 18:22:08 GMT -5
Thomas sighed and put his hands behind his head while he was watching the ever slowing sunset.He lit a cigarette before standing up and walking threw an alley.He totally blended in with the darkness with his black jeans, white shirt, a black tie and a plack zip up hoody which was un zipped.
He had a serious migrane and took out his container of headache medicine.It sad to take one per day but he was usually taking more that that.Today it was four pills and he swallowed them plain and sighed when he realized that he was addicted to the pills and that he had just taken a way overdose.
Looking under the light he read at the bottom.it said:In case of overdose contact physician immedietly.Yeah like that was going to do that.He want a fan of hospitals and their overpriced checkups.
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Post by TheWyrm on Feb 16, 2005 18:22:27 GMT -5
I hear an explosion in the other room, and my hands instinctively jump to my head, simultaneously pulling on my hair and covering my ears.
"Ah! What the hell? That was an explosion! Something... blew up!!" I say, somewhat prophetically. "Oh god it came from Antero's room, didn't it?" I say, not even knowing where Antero was sleeping.
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Post by John Peron on Feb 16, 2005 18:22:27 GMT -5
"La alegría... el gringo no habla español. Esto es apenas fantástico," Peron muttered to himself sarcastically.
He followed Carter with a less than pleasent look on his face. After everything he's been through on that d**ned battleship he had a right to be a bit cross.
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Post by Cephrien on Feb 16, 2005 18:22:52 GMT -5
Ceph smirked and kneeled down next to him. He searched the clothes on his body and took out every weapon or explosive that he possessed. He handed them to Ahriman and nodded. "..You take care of those.. i'll put him in a cell.. i don't do torture.." He said and teleported back to the Ministry. The demon went down to the cell room and opened one up. He grinned and tossed the unconcious body into a cell, before closing it and locking it tight.
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Post by Hope98 on Feb 16, 2005 18:26:09 GMT -5
"Oh yes, it is hot, I can't even go outside. I feel gross. I think I need a shower."
"Is it always this hot here? I should have told you I like colder climates."
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Post by Carter O'Neil on Feb 16, 2005 18:31:29 GMT -5
"Here have some peach pie, no one else seems to be eating it." Carter dishes up some pie for Peron.
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Post by John Peron on Feb 16, 2005 18:37:31 GMT -5
Peron takes the pie. "Gracias."
He sits down and begins eating it. He doesn't mind peaches, was never fond of them, but never disliked them either. As far as pies go, this one was pretty good though.
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Post by Calithin on Feb 16, 2005 18:40:27 GMT -5
"Always. I remember one day I was here and it was so cold, like about to snow cold, and no one had a jacket. It was hilarious, I mean I almost froze over, but it was still hilarious."
"You get used to it though, promise."
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Post by Hope98 on Feb 16, 2005 18:45:18 GMT -5
"I sure, and once the sun sets it should cool off. I'm sorry I poured out your juice. We could call room service for some more."
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Post by Antero Black on Feb 16, 2005 18:51:45 GMT -5
Antero wakes up in a cell at the Ministry of Terror. Because of the bullet wounds he is in a lot of pain and doesn't dare to move. He closes his eyes again, trying to tune out the pain.
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Post by Ahriman on Feb 16, 2005 18:53:29 GMT -5
I teleport back into the hotel and see that Kith is occupying the other anarchists.
"We're done here."
I notice a few familiar faces among the anarchists, one of them carrying a squirt gun, probably loaded with holy water.
"How cute, holy water. It's too bad the gods work for Red Infinity."
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Post by Iris Faust on Feb 16, 2005 18:54:43 GMT -5
Iris looked confused, she didn't understand but quickly throws the confusment out of the way. She snuggled into Youki's chest. She put her arm over his side in a hugging fashion.
"Youki you said that already..."
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