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I watch with a bit of puzzlement as the writes me a note, then do my best to catch it and hold it tucked hidden in my hand without looking. I give June a grave little nod. She seems pretty serious. "Will do," red light? She's trying to prevent surv…
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I rub the back of my neck with a hand, listening, then a low whistle, "you got a complicated way of living, don'cha? Truth worth it's weight in gold 'round here, June, though from my experience, most folks..." I click my tongue, "don't wanna know it…
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I take the package (how big a thing we talking about. Doesn't sound big, and can ya tell what it is by looking?) if offered and treat it with utmost care. "Business being business it's not usually my place to ask. But so happens I know the addr…
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She makes me smile, and the coolish air full of strong scents makes me breathe deep. "Sounds deelish," I crane my neck a bit to see what she's up to from my place near the door. Hesitate to walk in too far for fear of displacing something. "So," I…
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I get patted down a lot in my line of work. If they're confiscatin' then the nice guard is hanging onto my magnum for me. Holstered. High rent fuggers ain't gonna rip me off. Generally. "Hey Rothschild, when'd you move in?" I smile and let myself p…
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I Raise my mug to Quiet Riot and the others, set it down on the bar not quite empty (less drink in me the better) and head for the door. Outside I take a breath and just spend a couple seconds getting my head on right. Too much fuggin' killing happ…
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I shrug, "gotta swing by and pick up my package, won't be long... so..." and I don't like where Quiet Riot is leadin' this conversation. Little ultraviolent for my taste. I'll roll out on my lonesome rather than get tangled up in that. Motley may r…
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I whisle low, "helluva scrap if it took a bite outta ol' Gigg. Here's to y'all healin' up perty," I clink my mug on his. "Safe to say the drive back into the Iron's gonna be a lot quieter than the way out, huh? If you're riding back I'll convoy up …
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I stay somber for the farewells, but there's an undercurrent of friendship, of a life well-lived and it's hard to be down among old friends. Melancholy, I reckon, someone better with words than me would put it. I raise a glass and join Motley in hi…
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Quiet Riot starts in her usual boisterous manner, "yeah I know about the rattler, took a hit from the damned thing..." incorrectly assume she means the fifty, but Motley... yeah gotta respond to Motley: I turn, suddenly more somber and indicate Mot…
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I nod to June, "I'll swing by in a jiff, catch ya then." And try to treturn to my meal but am delightfully interrupted by the Crüe. "She is a bit'a crowbait, but damn if it ain't easier to keep my balance on four wheels," I joke with Motley. He's g…
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Waking up is the price you pay for celebrating. I roll my neck, stretch, give Joe's Girl one last kiss and get on with my fuggin' day. Body little sore, but nothing burning in the trunk and nobody (that I know of) expecting shiite of me, I stroll c…
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[CINCH] Sex move: Cool+2 (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 2, 5. Total: 9)
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I join her in the good-natured finger flipping at their jeers. Last time we met she had hired me for a job, today, we're old friends and teammates. And it feels like we've been waiting for the chance. I walk with Joe's Girl into the garage. Pause a…
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Joe's girl is kind of the highlight of the party, but things are starting to wind down from elated celebration to more of a general good time. I glance around, then tighten my arm around her middle. "Yeah," I rub my face lightly against her cheek, …
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When I party with the team I'm one that loves to pound a drink with the group, share my jingle and raise unnecessary toasts. I have a few, drink but don't get wasted and spend more on keeping their glasses full than my own. I'll buy a bottle and ref…
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I watch as the UF drive, ride, and walk away, only turning to join the Skorpions as Joe's Girls starts her team victory chant. That makes me smile, almost makes my eyes water, too. Given what we've been through. I slap hands, bump fists, pat backs …
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"Pfft," glad I have Ace to talk to, rather than trying to figure out who to glare at as I walk up, "she ditched that shiite outta town... think they had a tracker on her. She's on UF's hit list now... hope she gives 'em a good run." I don't bother …
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Yeah I go with. I started this deal, so I ought be there to finish it. As always. Secure the car by running my hand over the door as I exit. I walk round the front and advance alongside Ace, allowing her a half step of lead as she's the captain.
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"They decided..." I click my tongue. "They decided and just like that she's got a gun to her head and I'm burning gas chasin' a ghost..." I pull up, turn slightly so Sony gets out on their side and I'm covered by the car. Just in case. Idle there …
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Kind of wish Roark was still in the back seat... this kind of crud is why I put him there. "Yeah... rules huh?" I'm still hands on the wheel, tense but I'm not making any moves. I don't start fights with people sitting in that seat. "Ain't nothing …
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Touching me like that gets a hard glare directed sideways at him. He may notice how I'm holding the wheel a bit tighter. "No thanks... I don't ride under a flag," union jack or not. It's hard not to say something, and glance at my thigh where he t…
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Illegal? Nope, just head back. Guess we can pick up Sony if we happen to see him.
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Surprised to find the bike and shiite like this, I thought she woulda sold 'em off quick or something. Can't leave good gear out in the open and expect to find it untouched unless you got serious rep (maybe she does) to keep hands-off. She's acting …
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[CINCH} Ok, the whole point right now is to catch up to Mimi and figure out what happened during the match... but... don't want to lead Sony to her and get her killed. So I let her go. For now. If it looks hopeless I'll actually try and find that …
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[CINCH] Act under fire to go after Mimi. +2cool (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 4, 3. Total: 9) Xp(2)
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Would love to get that signal ID. Oh well, not gonna bring it up. "I'll try and find the bike, I'm in good with most'a the gearheads round here... if Mimi's ditched it I'll find it... Sony can you see about that arm?" I gesture at him urgently and…
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I step out but kind of slap the roof of the car and look at him over it, "I don't fuggin know! I spend mosta my life tryin' to outrun people like y'all... and my gut tells me she's round here... this is where I tracked her." I bang on the roof aga…
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The hell is going on. She's trying to cut out on the crew? After all this searching I suddenly wonder if I don't want to find her... but... Joe's girl... gonna be a fight at least, a killing at worst. I grit my teeth and hiss, suddenly turn into a…
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I punch my helmet a time or two, not sure I'm reading this right. Signals inside the prison are deliberately scrambled and hard to receive and even with my gear from outside it's still open to a lot of interpretation. "The hell?" I slow and do a qu…