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| AGodofIrony | Dec 14 2012, 07:04 PM Post #2476 |
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New York City -Hawkins' House- Blake sighed slightly, frowning a little and shaking his head, “Okay then...Let's go!” He headed out into the hallway, heading downstairs to where his parents would be. “Mom, Dad, we wanna go out,” Blake said, including Samara in this, “I wanna go to the newsstand and get the new Detective Comics...” -Narroh Residence- “She is!” Erin smiled, “And I hear your cousin Joyce has a boyfriend now too! Have you met anyone yet, Solanna?” If Erin couldn't get another child herself, she'd probably settle for a grandchild. -Old Man Sensei's Dojo- “Yes and no,” the old man said, shaking his head, “Not like how Sage is being trained. He's old enough to actually start developing stuff like this. For Blake, it will be more of a mental training, and some basic forms of meditation.” Paris -Hotel- “So what are you planning on doing?” Jenny asked, leaning against the wall by Snake, “If I know you, you want to get to work...” She paused, then laughed slightly, “I suppose I should be bugging you about taking the night off...But you'd be thinking about your job the entire time. So let's spend some quality time together tonight, and we'll work on the job. What do you have in mind?” -Streets- “So you got yourself a phrase book too, huh?” Aaron grinned, walking up behind Didymus, taking one of the fliers too and frowning a little as he looked at it. “Everyone else is off doing something, do you mind if I tag along?” Aaron asked, “We can watch each other's backs.” |
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| GoldenSama | Dec 15 2012, 06:39 PM Post #2477 |
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[Paris] [Hotel] Snake could only grin slightly. While he often felt like a loner in life, Jenny always seemed to understand him… for good and for bad. “Well, I don’t want to try looking into the Sakura Team without the others. I’d like to check with a friend of mine at the Deuxième Bureau. See what information they’d be willing to share… I’m sure a friend would be willing to tell me more off the record than the French would tell our Ambassador on the record.” |
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| Crystal Rose | Dec 15 2012, 07:58 PM Post #2478 |
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New York City Hawkins' House Melanie was lying on the couch, having been hit with morning sickness like a train...Even though it wasn't morning. Despite this the woman looked up from her spot (where she had been chewing on ice cubes and a frozen washcloth for the past two hours) when she heard Blake follow. "We? Whose we?" She asked, looking to the boy. It appeared that Samara had disappeared, the girl much too shy to be around people other than Blake. "Darling, you can't go out alone, it's dangerous" Old Man Sensei's Dojo "Do you think he'll do okay with that kinda training?" Joyce asked. She knew her baby brother...He wasn't the most focused kid in the world. It was part of the reason he had trouble with his shadows...And that girl. Narroh Residence Solanna blinked as her mother instantly questioned the likelihood of herself having a beau. The girl instantly shook her head, her pale cheeks rather red. "M-Me? No- No not yet! I've been way too busy with school. I haven't even had a chance to go out on a date this semester!" "Good. That's how it should be" Jason said with a nod. "My darling is focused on her education rather than creeper boys" Airfield Kanna nodded, stepping out of the car and looking around. It looked calm for now, but she knew that could quickly change. "Yeah....I'm good" she said, clenching her fists. She was ready to use her powers if need be. Paris Laila gave a grin to Musashi, taking his arm and nodding. "Sounds great. Think we can sneak our way onto the Eiffel Tower?" [...] Adrianna looked to Oliver, then turned her attention on everyone else...It seemed as if they all were pairing up and going their seperate ways...Except her...She sighed and looked back to the English pilot. "What have I got to lose?" she said with a nod. |
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| GoldenSama | Dec 15 2012, 08:16 PM Post #2479 |
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[NYC] [Airfield] “Good. Then let’s go see your former boss.” Rica grinned with a chuckle, and he casually started to stroll down the runway. At the far end of the runway was a large hangar, where Rica’s MI5 tip said that Red Skull’s charted plan was waiting. Rica lead the way, as they approached the hangar building… but as they got closer, there were several sudden pops and the door of the hangar exploded as bullets shot – straight at Rica! “Gah!” Rica groaned as he hit the ground. He’d be fine. [Shipping Warehouse] Sama parked the car outside of a nondescript warehouse on New York’s harbor district. He quickly slipped out of the car and looked to Crystal. “This place is owned by Fisk. We should be about to get the information we need here… if anybody is willing to talk.” Paris] Musashi grinned to Laila and nodded as they linked arms. “I think so. At the very least, we can try!” He grinned. […] Oliver blinked as he noticed Adrianna looking to him. “Great then! Anything in particular we should go see? I… don’t really know the sights in Paris. I’ve never been here before. Flown over it once, though.” |
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| The Vidit of Light | Dec 16 2012, 12:34 AM Post #2480 |
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Paris Didymus paused, reflecting on Aaron's sudden approach. On one hand, I don't know the source of his power...it could be something dark. On the other...I can always be on watch for that, can't I? Try to be a good companion or example, maybe leader...yeah, as if on THAT one...and if nothing else...we low men gotta stick together, right? "Heh." his expression seemed to indicate that he found some kind of morbid amusement in the situation. "You won't like what I'm doing. Or maybe you will. I hadn't really planned on..." He paused. While Aaron wasn't one he had...arguements...with back at the embassy, his experience had made him sort of have his heart set on a fairly solitary evening. "If you've nothing else to do. Though you may want to keep an eye on Prince Charming back there, don't you think? Isn't that what brothers are supposed to do concerning their sisters? I'm not just saying that, either, I do think it may be a good idea if someone keeps an eye on them...but if you really wish to come along, I'm going to check out the place the team we're investigating was based in." He looked at the poster, shook his head, and kept walking, making note of whether or not Aaron followed. There was another person handing out posters-this one had what appeared to be "Workers of the world unite!" written in French on it, and a muscular man with a hammer slung over his shoulders standing beside a woman holding a sickle. "Heh. Herr Hitler intimidating half of Europe and Mashall Stalin the other. And to think some people think Europe has it all figured out." |
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| AGodofIrony | Dec 16 2012, 04:24 AM Post #2481 |
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New York City -Hawkins' House- “I'm not going to go alone,” Blake said, frowning as he looked around, “Samara's coming with me too...Samara...come out, it's okay...” -Old Man Sensei's Dojo- Old Man Sensei shrugged, “I do not know. Not until I try. But he seems to genuinely want to do good. I will start slow though, build up to more complex things. A large task is started with small steps, after all.” -Narroh Residence- “Mmm, the way I remember it, you weren't really focused on your education,” Erin said slyly, grinning at Jason. “You were a little more focused on the girls...Or rather me, I should say.” Paris -Hotel- “Then let's head out. I can translate for us,” Jenny said to Snake, picking herself up from the wall. “Hopefully we can get some good information.” -Streets- “My sisters are smart enough to take care of themselves,” Aaron said, “Besides, if I tried to keep an eye on them, I'd have to check both of them...which would be impossible unless they decided to hang out together. And considering everything, I doubt that.” He didn't add that if 'Prince Charming' tried something on Lalia, he'd be more afraid for Musashi then Lalia. Aaron continued following Didymus, looking at both posters. “Sounds like fun, I wouldn't mind coming along, if you're okay with that. Extra pair of eyes and ears, if nothing else,” Aaron added. "Heh. Herr Hitler intimidating half of Europe and Mashall Stalin the other. And to think some people think Europe has it all figured out." “Grass is always greener on the other side,” Aaron said, “You see your problems up close, and look over at a neighbor and all you see is the good without the bad. Doesn't mean they don't have a lot of bad too.” |
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| Crystal Rose | Dec 16 2012, 01:19 PM Post #2482 |
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New York City Hawkins' House When Blake told Samara to come out the girl appeared in a puff of dark smoke. The little girl instantly glared at Melanie but kept her distance. She knew the older woman had the ability to use shadows and could make her disappear for a long time. Melanie frowned..."Blake you still shouldn't go out there. You're only a child-" Suddenly Samara transformed, now looking much older with long black hair that fell down her back. Now Melanie was staring at someone a bit younger than her own age. "If Blake wishes to go out then i'll protect him" Samara said simply, no longer sounding like a little girl. "Or I can make him grow up instead if you'd prefer." Melanie shook her head. "Stop doing that! It's not good for him" she ordered the girl. "Or i'll make you disappear" Samara closed her eyes and transformed back into the small child in a white dress. She then rushed behind Blake and grabbed his hand. Old Man Sensei's Dojo Joyce gave a short nod, knowing that the old man had a point. She just hoped whatever training her brother received would help him. Blake was an absolutely sweet child...He didn't need to be going through all of this. Narroh House "Oh ewww..How about we not talk about that" Solanna said suddenly as her mother was now close to nuzzling her dad. Nothing made a daughter more uncomfortable than watching public displays of affection between her mom and dad. Airfield Suddenly bullets rang out and Kanna dropped to the ground and covered her head. Unlike Rica Kanna knew what would happen if she got a bullet in her brain. While covering her head with one arm she used the other to grab her own gun and try to return fire....Though at this angle she couldn't tell where it was coming from. "Dammit!" She cursed, trying to spot Rica and finding him on the ground too. Luckily it didn't seem as if who ever was shooting was specifically aiming at her....Just around her area. This would at least give her a moment for cover! Shipping Warehouse "Eh, i'm sure we can convince them" Crystal said sweetly. After all they had their guns. And abilities. And Crystal was a pretty girl. One of those was bound to work wasn't it? The woman then followed Sama closely. She hoped they could just get through the door without getting shot. Then they'd worry about information. Paris "I'm glad I found a nice boy who likes to break rules just as much as I do" Laila said with a grin as the two headed off on their own. [...] "I've never been either. Was thinking about applying to study here, but it just never really happened. Not to mention my dad won't be too keen on be going to school right next to the Nazis. Adrianna was just glad her dad didn't know where she was now. Edited by Crystal Rose, Dec 16 2012, 01:20 PM.
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| GoldenSama | Dec 17 2012, 07:31 PM Post #2483 |
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[New York City] [Airfield] Inside the hangar, Red Skull’s men were firing towards Rica and Kanna. He only had a handful of HYDRA agents left with him, as most of them had been killed or captured in the previous failed attacks across NYC. Red Skull frowned. There was a small plane in the hangar, and he quickly climbed inside. “Keep them busy!” Outside, on the runway, Rica was slowly getting up and returning fire, but he was pinned down. It would be up to Kanna! [Shipping Warehouse] Sama took a deep breath and headed towards the door. He reached out for the handle, but before he could even open it the door opened and three large men stepped out. “What the hell do you want?” The man in the front asked with a sneer. The ones on either side of him had their hands in their pockets, and it was obvious they were reaching for guns. “Errr… Wow, that was fast. Okay… we need to talk to Fisk.” Sama explained. The men in front raised an eyebrow. “You’re funny, kid. What the hell makes you think you can see Wilson Fisk?” Sama decided it was now or never. Time to be bold. “… Look. Someone used explosives from Fisk’s mining company in an assassination attempt on President Roosevelt. Your boss has two options. He can talk to the two of us now, or he can talk to use when a hundred FBI agents swarm over this place… of course, if THAT happens, they’ll be confiscating any illegal weapons, or drugs, and lock all of you up.” The lead guy paused. “… Fine. You can come in… but let’s be real clear, here, boyo. If you so much as scratch your nose out of turn, you won’t leave this building alive.” Sama paused, and nodded. [Paris] [Streets] Musashi grinned, taking Laila’s arm as the two headed down towards the Eiffel Tower. It was a pleasant day, and Musashi seemed relatively upbeat as they walked. “This city is crazy, but in a good way… I wish we were here on vacation.” Musashi sighed, leaning against her as they walked. […] Oliver nodded, leaning back against the wall. “Well, I can understand that. These Nazis are messing up things all over Europe. It’s all anyone is talking about back home. Everyone’s nervous… nobody wants to come right out and say it, but… everyone’s wondering if Germany is about to become the center of another war. We all remember the last time…” Oliver shook his head. “Ah, but, no use worrying about all of that. Let’s go explore the city! I’m sure we can find something to do.” […] Snake nodded, and after making a call he arranged for a cab to take them part of the way. He didn’t want to tell some random cab driver that he was on his way to the French equivalent of the OSS. After the cab dropped them off a few blocks away, Snake seemed quieter than usual, as if he was in deep thought... […] Just as Didymus and Aaron were getting almost out of earshot, the man who had been passing out pro-Nazi propaganda suddenly let out a loud yell. He was pushed right off his soapbox by a young woman, who was now standing over him with her arms at her hips, glaring down at him. “Get! Get away from here! And take your trash with you!” She shouted at the man, who shook his fist at her as he tried to collect his pamphlets – but the woman kicked the papers right out of his hand. “You crazy woman! I’m trying to educate these people!” The man shouted at her. “Leave! Now!” She shouted back at him, and she seemed serious. |
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| Dark Phazon | Dec 18 2012, 09:19 PM Post #2484 |
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Paris After the quick, yet tense, argument with Didymus, Marco was quite glad the strategy meeting had concluded He wasn't all that keen on much of the strategy discussed to find one of these people they were sent here to get information from. And now everyone was dispersing off in their own directions... For the most part, that probably wasn't that bad of an idea, except that it seemed that most everyone else was taking this current time for pleasure. But for Marco, this literally was a foreign landscape to him. He had been stationed around New York City for a while, so he had a good idea of how the city was, where everything was, and simply just how to navigate and use the city to his advantage, in the case of anything he had to do. But on occasions, to help out Train while on his "secondary" job, they did have to go to different cities, and one of the first things they always did, if they had to go to a new city, was scout out the city a bit. In those cases, the best way to do so, at least at the start, was to find the highest place you could get to in or around the city, in order to get a "lay of the land". Luckily, Paris had the perfect place for it, to which Marco hired a taxi to take him to visit. With the view from the top of the tower, combined with a map, he felt he could probably come up with at least a general understanding of the city's layout, 'dangerous' areas, and 'safe zones', in case any of that was needed to be known by him, during the group's time here. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Dec 18 2012, 10:57 PM Post #2485 |
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Paris "Suit yourself." Didymus said. "But they're kind of MY responsibility now too...not just as members of my team, but if the prince gets into trouble, it's MY rear on the line." He sighed. "I guess I better start writing up my letter of apology now, right?" “You see your problems up close, and look over at a neighbor and all you see is the good without the bad. Doesn't mean they don't have a lot of bad too.” "Yeah, its too bad perspective works like that, perhaps...could lead people into a lot of trouble. It's arguably what started the mess in Russia, or at least played a big part, to say nothing of Germany's saber-rattling..." Then, back with the man handing out the Nazi posters, a scene broke out. Didymus paused. "Hold up...my He forgive me, but I think I wanna see how this plays out." Maybe it's because I just want to watch someone ELSE be the target of wrath and ire... He chuckled a bit, and shook his head. "YES, COMRADES!" the man handing out the communist propaganda called out (in French, of course). "LOOK HOW THE COMRADE SISTER DECRIES THE WAR-MONGERING OF THE GERMAN REICH!" Didymus raised another eyebrow. "Hmm...we'll see how this goes..." |
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| AGodofIrony | Dec 19 2012, 04:06 PM Post #2486 |
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New York City -Hawkins' House- Blake frowned, looking to Samara who was hiding behind him now. “Mom, we'll be careful,” Blake said, “We're just going down the street...We won't be very long, only about five minutes...” He'd appeal to his father, but Galv was currently out of the house getting the latest thing Melanie wanted... -Old Man Sensei's Dojo- “Now then!” the old man grinned, clapping his hands together, “That should be enough for today. I have a class starting in about half an hour, you're both welcome to stay if you want and join in, or go home to your families.” “Yah...” Sage paused, frowning. He had been seeing less and less of his dad lately, both because his father had been busy with Gallic Enterprises and...with Lily... Plus he had been avoiding his father more lately, while spending more time with Joyce. -Narroh Residence- Erin chuckled a little, moving away from Jason and smiling at her daughter, “Well where do you think you came from anyways?” She smiled brightly, then paused, turning back to Jason, “Dear, we should go visit your sister! I'm sure she'd like to see her brother, and Solanna can visit her cousins!” Paris -Streets- Jenny stood by Snake, nodding to him as they got out of the cab, looking around. “Is there anything you think I should know before we get there?” Jenny asked as they headed off. Aaron frowned a little as the woman pushed the man off his soapbox. True, he was spreading lies and falsehoods, and there was a chance he was actually a German spy... But Aaron always hated using force to bully someone, preferring to instead use it as a last resort. He glanced towards the communist on his soapbox as well, thinking the woman was on his side. Aaron got a feeling that wasn't the case though. “The Germans do have some legitimate complaints though,” Aaron said after a moment, still frowning, “The Great War put them in this position...They were defending an ally and got the short end of the stick at the end... Of course, how they're reacting to it certainly isn't the right way to go about things. If they had won instead of the Allies...Heck, it could have been Britain being our enemies instead down the road or something instead of Germany.” He shrugged a little, “You could feel sorry for them if they weren't being, well...jerks...” |
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| Crystal Rose | Dec 19 2012, 09:00 PM Post #2487 |
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New York City Hawkins' House Melanie sighed, feeling another wave of sickness come over her. She didn't have the energy to keep fighting this losing battle. "Fine. But come right back. If you're not home in a half hour i'm sending your father for you" While she didn't like the incarnation of Blake's powers (aka Samara) Melanie knew the being wouldn't harm it's host....She was more concerned that the small dark child would harm others in the city. And with all of these attacks, citizens were being very careful not to cause trouble or raise unwarranted suspicion lest they be wrongly arrested or labeled a terrorist. Old Man Sensei's Dojo While Sage found this kind of stuff pretty interesting Joyce wasn't so keen on sticking around. The girl grabbed Sage's arm, smiling at the boy. "How about we go get a soda or something. I can show you my pictures of you!" Narroh Residence "Oh Melanie!" Solanna asked with a smile, trying to put back the idea of her parents making babies as far back in her mind as she could. "That would be nice" "I suppose we can" Jason decided with a nod, probably equally as embarrassed as his daughter. Shipping Warehouse "Don't worry, we're not here to cause any trouble" Crystal said, playing it cool and sticking near Sama. She was actually pretty surprised they were getting access so easily...She supposed she should be suspicious. The girl walked in with Sama, her hands near a small canteen of water on her hip. Airfield "Oh no you don't!" Kanna yelled through grit teeth s Red Skull attempted to make his escape through a storm of bullets. Kanna slapped her palms on the ground, pouring burning hot energy into the ground and breaking it apart. She was hoping to knock some of the shooters off their feet so she could get to their main target. Paris Streets "Eh, we can always pretend we're on vacation" Laila said, looking around with interested eyes. "I'm surprised you haven't been here before. I mean you are a prince after all. I thoughts what they did all the time. That and count their money" American girls had weird perceptions of princes. [...] Adiranna nodded, taking Oliver's advice. She didn't want to worry about the war...At least not for a day. I mean, what were the chances of a terrorist attack here in France? ...Which boarders Germany....Where the Nazis hang out. Don't answer that. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Dec 19 2012, 09:02 PM Post #2488 |
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Paris Didymus listened as Aaron spoke, and shook his head. "A lot of the Great War was a mess, from what I read, though admittedly the Germans were jerks in a place or two there as well. Still, the situation surrounding that war and current European affairs-and world affairs, while we're at it-would be funny, if it weren't so sad." He paused. "Britain, I don't know. And heck, then there's the Soviets-I think a claim Germany's made is that they're rearming to protect Europe from bolshevism. If we didn't hear so many stories coming out of Germany of an...alarming...nature, and Hitler wasn't apparently so...messed up...I'd say, fine, keep your guns and keep 'em pointed at Russia..." He watched the situation with the soapboxers and the young woman. |
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| GoldenSama | Dec 22 2012, 04:30 PM Post #2489 |
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[New York City] [Shipping Warehouse] Sama followed the gangsters into the warehouse, and he frowned. He had a bad feeling about all of this… but what other choice did they have? Soon they were led to the main room of the warehouse. There were several crates and boxes all across the room… and Sama quickly noticed that some of the crates that were open were filled with guns. “Oh good… this all seems very illegal.” Sama groaned. Suddenly, a very large man appeared. He was bald and wore a striped suit, and walked with a cane. It was Wilson Fisk. “Ah… welcome. It’s always nice to meet with representatives of our country’s fine law enforcement.” [Airfield] The ground started to break apart, and several of Red Skull’s henchmen fell on their faces. A couple of them had their weapons misfire, and they ended up shooting themselves in the legs. Rica finally had a chance to get up, but he was still bleeding and useless. Red Skull fell too, but he was quickly back on his feet… and running towards Kanna! “I’ll kill you with my own two hands!” [Paris] [Streets] Musashi laughed aloud. “The closest I’ve had to a vacation is my time on the Sakura Team… and we did a lot of fighting in those days. As for money, I don’t think I get any of that until I’m Emperor.” Which probably wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. “But it sure is nice to be spending time here with you!” […] Oliver didn’t seem worried about anything that had happened. Whether it was because he was an optimist or oblivious was hard to tell. “Oooh, I know! There’s some fancy old art museum here that’s been around since the 1100’s. We could go check that out!” Oliver somehow knows how old the Louvre is, but not what it’s called. […] “Get off the street, all of you!” The woman demanded, crossing her arms. “You’re all fools. You know NOTHING about what’s happening in Germany right now, and you’re not qualified to comment on it!” [Eiffel Tower] Marco was not the only one who had gotten the idea to climb to the top of the tower. “… Are you following me again?” Nanami seemed annoyed, but that was par for the course with her. She had a pair of binoculars and was peering out at the city, and seemed to notice Marco without actually turning around to him. [ Deuxième Bureau HQ] Snake shook his head as they got out of the cab and headed towards the building. He sighed, and wished he had brought an extra cigar along. “… No. It’s nothing. I’m just remembering the last time I was in Paris. It’s been a long time.” Soon the two arrived, and after Snake identified himself, they were led into the office of the Deputy Director of the Bureau, a man who Snake had known during the war. “Hello, Quentin.” Snake leaned against the wall, presumably next to Jenny, as he looked to the man. “Jack, I’m surprised to see you here. And… who are you, mademoiselle?” Quentin asked. |
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| AGodofIrony | Dec 23 2012, 05:05 PM Post #2490 |
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New York City -Hawkins' House- Blake smiled, nodding to his mother, “Don't worry, we'll be careful.” He then hurried outside, taking Samara with him... -Old Man Sensei's Dojo- “Ummm, okay,” Sage said, blushing a little as Joyce grabbed his arm, “Sounds like fun.” As he headed off with Joyce, Old Man Sensei chuckled a little to himself, shaking his head. -Narroh Residence- “Then it's decided, we'll go and visit them! Ohhh, maybe I should bake some cookies first to bring along as a present...” Erin said, pausing as she turned to think. Don't let her cook. -Streets- Blake was now out on the sidewalk with Samara, turning and looking towards the girl. “Just be calm,” Blake said quietly, “We should be fine...We'll just go to the newsstand down the street and get the new comic, and head home.” Of course something bad is going to happen. Paris -Deuxième Bureau HQ- “My name is Jenny,” Jenny said to Quentin, “I'm Jack's...aid.” Partially true. She held out her hand to shake Quentin's. -Streets- Aaron paused, frowning a little, “My grandfather was German, actually...came over to America after hearing about the Wild West. Made his way to Texas where he met my grandmother, a girl from Mexico. They had my dad, and he eventually moved to New York City...” He shrugged a little, “Not entirely sure where my mom was from, actually...never really got much of a chance to get to know her...” From behind the woman now came a tall man with white hair and tanned skin, frowning. Next to him was a girl, who bore a strong family resemblance, expect much shorter. “Then who is qualified to speak of such things?” the man asked, “These men speak of what they believe, and the words of a believer should always get a chance to be said, whatever they may be. For if we hide our beliefs, we hide ourselves.” The girl next to him smiled apologetically, looking towards the man, “Dad, you said you wouldn't argue with anyone today...” |
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