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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 1, 2016 20:22:43 GMT -8
Darren- "Fuckin' A, brocephus." Darren took back the bag. How did Eli go about this?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 1, 2016 20:33:53 GMT -8
Darren appreciated the warning. The water was ten or so feet down, black with a few gleaming amber ripples. It was cold, but what wasn't? Eli remembered his limited experience of swimming while dead and made good time. He had to smash a fiberglass trunk, and sure enough, ignition keys within. Untethering the boat and driving it back to Darren was easier. He approached the heteroscum on the arm...
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 1, 2016 20:40:04 GMT -8
Darren- "Alright, mateys. Ahoy 'n' shit." Eli eased the boat out onto the harbor. They're on a boat.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 1, 2016 20:48:15 GMT -8
Darren- "Not shabby at all." They reached a good point in the bay for watching all the piers and docks at once. They didn't exactly have telescopic vision, but they didn't need it here. What a weird job.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 1, 2016 20:55:50 GMT -8
Darren- "What was his name? Gunderson?" No sign of boat movement. The stars looked nice from out here.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 1, 2016 21:02:57 GMT -8
Darren- "Cool bro. So, ya think he's a squid-man or somethin'?" ((pencils down for me. l8r!))
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 4, 2016 18:03:45 GMT -8
Darren- "I remember you bein' a jackass to me with yer monster shit, some talk about bein' roughnecks, not much else."
Darren- "Na way, bro. They totally got signal out here for cruise boat motherfucks. Like, I dunno, buoy antennas? Give it a try. I'm gonna make a chain outta this money."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 4, 2016 18:46:56 GMT -8
Darren- "Whatever, home slice." Eli's phone was only one bar short.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 4, 2016 19:04:11 GMT -8
Eli continued, perhaps, with his phone conversations from another thread. Intermittently, he conversed with the D-Ron. Darren- "So... Dumphry thinks that the other dude is gonna skip town? Whoever's watchin' the airports has their work cut out for 'em."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 4, 2016 19:19:40 GMT -8
He kept literally folding money, creating something like a gum wrapper chain. Darren- "I guess one dude at each terminal, however many more guys on the field and at private fields... Yeah, practically impossible. But dude has deep pockets, huh?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 4, 2016 19:32:01 GMT -8
Darren- "Weird dude. Whaddya know about him? Seems like, continental 'n' shit. That's all I know."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 4, 2016 19:59:34 GMT -8
Darren- "Wow. Jack. Huh. I guess that's why he's on a rampage, aside from it just bein' his job and everything. You think he wanted Jack because he's a floppy New Wave criminal like him? I knew Jack, but not Lord Denbos."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 4, 2016 20:10:26 GMT -8
Darren- "Naw, Jack was like a juvenile drug lord or somethin', real shady c--" Darren- "wat"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 4, 2016 20:21:30 GMT -8
Darren- "Whaaaaaaaaaa?" He slowly turned and slumped into the well of the boat, his money chain trailing.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 4, 2016 20:31:54 GMT -8
He whipped his head this way and that, settling on Eli. Darren- "Whaat? No. No way bro. I just, wow bro. I mean," Darren- "I cherish gay people," Darren- "But not in a gay way, cuz like, this butt is like exit only," Darren- "Yaknowwhatamean?"
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