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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 6, 2013 23:15:10 GMT -8
It's the closest police precinct to the 403 building, and Ashley has very grim memories of the last time he was there... goo.gl/maps/FfzUT
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Post by Dr. Jar on Mar 7, 2013 8:07:17 GMT -8
"We just have to go down Westlake really far, then we be there soon enough." He says, and frowns. He slept well, but has been on edge all evening. What was going on out there? Did everyone with any religion just go crazy? Was there a ritual to open the heavens too? And what then? A war on earth? Judgement day? "Thank you for coming, Tyrone. I never thought we would have to worry about human threats so soon. I have the keys and combinations we need." His smokerish voice seemed more smoker-like than usual. He cleared his throat.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 7, 2013 20:19:12 GMT -8
Tyrone- "Human threats? Is that why y' asked me t' bring the gun? Damn."
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Mar 7, 2013 21:42:44 GMT -8
"I think he was talking about the Pan Pac goons, man." Tyrone- "Huh."
She shifted the weight on her belt, to make sure nothing was going to be in the way. "Well, the sun isn't going to set until around nine. That gives us, eh, seven hours, should be plenty. It's maybe ten minutes away, but we'll be slower on the way back. We're gonna have to cross the car barrier both ways too." Tyrone- "This kinda thing is exercise enough for me." "We should maybe consider picking up some extra firearms, maybe make a cache somewhere nobody's gonna look. Not sure where that would be, but we can keep an eye out. I don't think anyone's gonna blink when we bring back tear gas, tazers, and vests, but if we bring back more guns, folks are gonna get twisted, so..." Tyrone- "Maybe not more, but jus' useful stuff. We got no rifles, could mayba use them on th' roof." "We should get some more geese tomorrow. More than last time, I think." "Did anyone see Seth after the hubbub this morning?" Attachments:
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 7, 2013 21:48:37 GMT -8
Tyrone- "Kaito mentioned th' hubbub, but he don't talk much, so ... Seth was involved in th' ruckus?"
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Mar 7, 2013 21:53:33 GMT -8
"You ever been hunting, Tyrone? If we could get a third or fourth shotgun and some extra shooters we could get a lot more geese at once." Tyrone- "Naw... I could prob'ly do it, tho."
"Well, almost everyone who was up and about was involved in the ruckus. Seth followed them downstairs and, well, did something presidential, I assume. I didn't go down with the rest of 'em. Had my fill of fucking crazy for the year." Tyrone- "Yeah, Kaito didn' have much t' say, din't see how it ended."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Mar 7, 2013 21:54:31 GMT -8
"I'll come with you to get the geese if I have time, Patti. The rifle would be a good idea for the roof. We could all use non-lethal weaponry." He stares at Tyrone for a little while, and then replies: "I have not seen him. What happened?" He asks, likely referring to Seth. As they walked down the lane, towards the barricade, they saw no zombies yet.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 7, 2013 22:13:42 GMT -8
Tyrone- "I jus' din't hear nothin'. Well, he prob'ly jus' saw th' idiots off an' went upstair t' smoke a J."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Mar 7, 2013 22:52:31 GMT -8
Ashley makes a grumbling noise, which might be his dissent about all that joint smoking that went on in that building. Dulls the senses...worst thing next to rampant drunkenness...He needed to never do that again.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 8, 2013 2:33:55 GMT -8
((You can skip anything along the way you want, Jara. We've done enough street running stuff, for example, to get the idea. BTW, you'll be passing under the shadow of both Pan-Pac and Jalil Kebede's enclave along the way.
Consider going ahead and leaving spots for Brett to edit in Patti stuff, if you don't want to wait up too much.))
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Post by Dr. Jar on Mar 8, 2013 9:40:09 GMT -8
"Bastards." Ashley paused, and then decided it would be best to speed past the shadow of Pan Pac. It was early day and he imagined that some of those crooked bastards were still sleeping. Or were they the law now? They would find out soon enough, but that professor had rubbed him the wrong way. He snuck a glance at them before coming too close to make sure that no one was on look out to strike them from somewhere. He wasn't paranoid but dammit. Those bastards. Donati was out there, smug in his bed or his perch in that building. Waiting.
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Post by Gillsing on Mar 8, 2013 10:52:31 GMT -8
Ben had brought his usual flare-on-a-staff, bokken, and folded sports bag, which he hoped to actually fill with stuff this time. But who knew what would happen? Ben- "Why are we going past this place? We're not going this way back, are we? I mean, we don't want them to see what we're doing, right?"
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Post by Dr. Jar on Mar 8, 2013 11:44:01 GMT -8
"Maybe we'll go around, what can they surmise by this anyways? It's so far off. Though I'd prefer not having a gun battle with any of them." He speaks in a gruff whisper, and ducks low.
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Post by Gillsing on Mar 8, 2013 12:41:19 GMT -8
Ben- "Couldn't they easily keep track of where we're going from the roof, or the top floor windows? Sure, they wouldn't see us behind other buildings, but they'd know which general area we'd disappear into, and being policemen they'll sure know what's in that general area." Perhaps this was a mission that would actually have been better suited for night time, but Ben was still glad it was daylight. South of Denny was probably not doable during the night. It wasn't as if they'd spent a month clearing clearing those streets. Tyrone- "They won't be able t' see us at the station. Far as they know, we'll be comin' back with boxes of cereal."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Mar 8, 2013 12:57:10 GMT -8
"They can't very well watch that far away, but I guess we should be more discrete." He growls at nothing in particular. "I'm surprised they haven't gone there, but I don't think even they want to go back. I bet those rotten sacks of shit didn't even shed a tear." He flails with his arm and punches the air as surely as if he had punched another human there.
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