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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 21, 2015 19:33:45 GMT -8
Santi- "Eh? Hm."
Santi- "A good point. They do not. If he attacks during the day, they can be quite effective. If he attacks at night, hopefully they will at least give us a warning." They reached the last steps - a ladder to a trap door to the roof. Santi went up and out. Cold salt and gasoline air whipped inside and mussed their hair.
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 21, 2015 19:36:56 GMT -8
Quinn followed, murmuring into the night breeze."So, the lads are more like miner canaries than anything else, really."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 21, 2015 19:38:40 GMT -8
"Aww as long as they don't get hurt." August spat out a clump of curls that got in his mouth as he went up.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 21, 2015 19:49:49 GMT -8
Santi walked them to the edges of the roof. The terraces structure of the waterward side of the building was plain from here, and he pointed to a few balconies with guys on them, then walked them to another side. Santi- "They're fighters, August. I'm sure nothing worse will come to them here than if they were protecting a bank vault." He pointed to some more positions, and traced a patrol route on the dock below with his fingers.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 21, 2015 19:56:44 GMT -8
"Well, hopefully they haven't been bad and had their life insurance cancelled this year."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 21, 2015 20:00:12 GMT -8
Quinn recognized the Antearctan Godmas reference from TV specials, Santi not so much. Santi- "Er, yes, that would be unwise." He finished the tour and opened the hatch to head back inside.
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 21, 2015 20:02:47 GMT -8
Quinn tried to sound encouraging."Chin up, August. They may not know precisely what they're dealing with, but these men are well-versed in violence. Or...one would hope they are, at least." He followed the path Santi traced with his eyes, taking it all in studiously. He only rolled his eyes a little bit at August over the reference."...Quite."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 21, 2015 20:07:21 GMT -8
August clambered down after them, thankful to be out of the wind. His hair sticking up in knotty curls.
"How good is Marchese at fencing?"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Feb 21, 2015 20:12:47 GMT -8
Santi- "Good enough, I'm sure... Honestly I wouldn't normally think it was much to worry about, but after what Vitus told me--"
Santi- "..."
His eyes went wide, and he hesitated. Santi- "I, uh, you boys... go... in."
He hurried down the next set of stairs
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 21, 2015 20:17:06 GMT -8
Quinn asked without even thinking."...What's going on, Santi?"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 21, 2015 20:19:54 GMT -8
"Yeah, you alright?" August followed him with a look of concern.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Feb 21, 2015 20:28:08 GMT -8
Santi- "Hm... yeah."
He drifted off toward the stairs like he was sleep walking.
Santi- "Just uh... whatever. See you in a... few."
And he headed for the nearest exit.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 21, 2015 20:34:35 GMT -8
"Lawdamimbo! I guess Marchese wants him? What do we do now?" August looked to where the spaced out Santi was leaving.
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 21, 2015 20:35:53 GMT -8
Quinn looked over at August with narrowed eyes."That, my dear adopted brother, is what I classify as 'suspicious'..." He pursed his lips in thought."I simply KNOW I'm going to regret this...but...perhaps this bears investigation...?"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Feb 21, 2015 20:41:57 GMT -8
Santi walked outside to the docks, around a corner, and a pigeon came flapping out into the night sky.
Before they could get out the door themselves, a ghoul emerged from August and Quinn's shadow.
Marchese- "Fellows! Good evening, did you rest well?" He pulled his slippered feet out of the shadowed floor like he was stepping out an inky bath.
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