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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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OOC: I'm the hundredth post :) for this topic.
IC: "Good Point." Wes sighed again "Why is no one freaked out about my eyes"
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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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"First of all, because it doesn't matter, and secondly, if you try anything, ill kill you." Said Terran with a smile on his face, "but that might just be me." He took a drink of his water. "Hey, this is pretty good."
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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Moi was dreaming. She was in a low, smokey, stench-filled hut. She was lying down, her cheek pressed against hot sticky dirt. She saw large, bare feet, too many pairs to count. Some one was saying something. She didn't catch the words, but the tone was foul. She felt breath on her chest. She remembered this scene, those feet, that breath. She remembered what was going to happen.

Moi whimpered in her sleep. Her hands clenched and her whole body shook.

She saw a hand reach down towards her. The knuckles were bloody and the nails infested with dirt. Then she heard voices, voices she didn't remember. "If you try anything, I'll kill you, and "this is pretty good.

Moi's eyes fluttered then opened. Her vision was blurry, her head was spinning. She attempted to sit up and fell back down.
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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Terran wanted to help the girl, but he knew she would have to get better on her own, so he just waited until she was strong enough to get up, then he would do the rest of what he could.

He sat and waited near the couch she was sleeping on while everyone else was upstairs, also sound asleep.

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Wes waited for Moi to get up, he growled at Terran "you should rest"

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Don't worry, i don't need it, anyway, I'm the only one with medical training, so its fine, you need it though. don't worry, ill wake you when she gets up.

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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"I don't need it." he smiled and pulled his hood back on.

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Moi sat up, groggy and dry mouthed. Her leg ached, but looking down she saw that it had stopped gushing blood. She then looked up at the two men sitting near her. Then back at her bare legs. "Where are my f*cking pants," she grumbled.

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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"Right here" Terran tosses her pants over. "Good to see your awkae, and that means my job is done as medic, now Wes, i think me and the lady here are hungry, where can i get some food around here?"

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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O'Mar and Kory walked down the street. Kory asked O'Mar, "So, where do you think our mark is now?" O'Mar replied, "Well, after the little Lasetna hold up, he's probably at breakfast right now. Got his morning pussy now he's hungry.. We'll tear him a new ass-hole easily in the restaurant. Lock and load kid, we'll hit 'im hard and fast." Kory slipped out the clip of his pistol, and popped in a few rounds until the clip was full. He then inserted the clip again and tucked the heater in the waistline of his pants. O'Mar slung his AK over his shoulder casually. When they walked in on the guy, he'd just think O'Mar was there for business... He'd be taken out quickly, no idea. Pants around his ankles, so to speak..

After a while of walking, they were in the neighborhood that the defective lieutenant resided in. He had a favorite restaurant, 'The Clucking Chicken', which was conveniently located right next to the whorehouse he visited. O'Mar walked up to the door, then a few steps to the side of it. He lit up a ciggarette, and started talking to Kory. "Alright kid, you're gonna be the one to whack this son of a bitch. When I crack my knuckles, that's your signal to blow his brains out. Got it?" Kory nodded and said, "Yeah boss. No problem." O'Mar then turned and walked into the restaurant. He scoped the room a second, trying to find the mark. He spotted him at a corner table, eating a plate of what looked to be pork and a few eggs. O'Mar waved at him as he caught his eye. The man waved him over toward the table, and O'Mar and Kory made their way over there. They both sat down, O'Mar across the table from him and Kory to his side. "How's it going O'Mar?" The man asked, "What brings you over here today?" O'Mar just kicked his feet up on the table and leaned back in his chair, as he said to him, "Boss wanted me to come over here and give you a message. Something about he has urgent business to discuss with you or somethin, I can't remember exactly I forgot the note." The man took a bite of pork and said through a full mouth, "Well I'll head on over there with you two after I finish breakfast." O'Mar took a final drag off his ciggarette and then flicked it onto the floor. O'Mar said, "I don't think you'll have time to finish today..." The man looked at him with a confused look and said, "Huh?" O'Mar cracked his knuckles and said, "Don't worry about it." Not two seconds later, a shot rang out as the man fell sideways out of his chair, blood seeping out onto the floor from the hole in his head. O'Mar picked a piece of pork off of the plate and got up. He popped it into his mouth and chewed it, as he stomped on the dead man's head once, causing a burst of blood to squirt out. "Shouldn't've been a double crossing piece of shit you fucker..." O'Mar and Kory walked on out of the Clucking Chicken, ready to go home and get paid...
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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Rathe had been tailing his target, he didn't seem to have any harmfull threat to anyone... that is, if he wasn't paid to kill the person. Rathe wondered why this man was the selected one, he didn't think much off it though. He had been sent here to do reacon, so reacon he would do, he continued to follow his target, ducking out of sight when either the target, or his accomplice looked back, Rathe's mission wasn't done just yet...
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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Kendra reloaded her shotgun and her pistol and replaced both in their holsters. She turned and headed down the road to get more intell on her target. *I will come back later and see what info i can get from these people here.* Kendra thought and she walked down the road casually headed for one of her targets many "hidouts"
To lie is to sleep, to sleep is to die. So where must one lie to sleep without death...

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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As Terran walked down the road he felt he was being wwatched. He had left early to get away from everyone, he wondered what to do next.

"Hmm, so who should i kill now, maybe some government guys or a gang boss."

He just couldnt shake the feeling he was being followed..

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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OOC: anyone know what happened to Necrosis?

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Wes rubbed his eyes as he walked down the street. I have no business here so why did I come here? Wes wondered. "I suppose I came looking for some action." He thought out loud. he stepped into an Firearms and Ammunition store and showed the clerk his magnum "I need this to be modified to be stronger and quieter and I need more bullets."

OOC: Axle you can control the clerk :P Edit: Or anyone can I don't care

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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A shot rang out from the door of the store and the clerk went down with a bullet in his head. Standing in the Doorway was Terran, then he turned around and walked out, leaving a surprised Wes just standing their without a word.

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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"Hmph. More for me!" Wes started picking up bullets and weapons. "Wonder what that was all about."
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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Outside the sounds of gunshots and the sound of yelling. Then there was an explosion, things went quiet for a moment, then the gunfight started again.

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Wes strapped some guns on his back and pistols on his sides. He left the shop empty, then ran out the door holding his sword.

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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OOC: Okay, what the hell is going on. Soulsflame? What gunfight started again? Please be more detailed.

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