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Post by Dr. Jar on Jul 2, 2013 2:37:34 GMT -8
Breg hadn't thought of adding more people to the enclave, what if they stole from them, or tried to kill them all. Still, was that a reason to turn anyone away? He felt it shouldn't be. Desperation shouldn't be an end to compassion after all, and these days there were terrible things afoot.
He seemed remarkably thoughtful through all of this, and then replied, "You can join us. We have food and shelter, and we are reinforcing our doors. I only ask that you do not handle our firearms, at least for the time being, and respect the personal rights of people within." He spoke with a certain even calm, though there was the smallest tinge of suspicion in his voice, even with this little man.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jul 2, 2013 4:07:44 GMT -8
He seemed relieved. Jacob- "Well, I've never wanted to handle firearms yet, so I don't think there'll be a problem. We'll just call my stay temporary for now, and if it works out well, more than that. Now... How can I get a bath?"
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Post by Dr. Jar on Jul 2, 2013 16:36:50 GMT -8
"We don't have enough for a real bath, but we have water. Electricity works here too, just don't try to watch tv or use it excessively. Come inside..." He opens the gate to let the little man through.
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Post by DKender on Jul 2, 2013 16:46:09 GMT -8
Molly followed the group inside.[/i] "If you think Breg's tall, just wait. It's the WNBA in here. I'm going to check on breakfast. You're just in time, really." She never voiced this opinion, but six foot four Sister Marissa was probably terrifying in a habit. Like the grim reaper. What did those ladies eat at the convent?[/i]
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jul 2, 2013 20:17:11 GMT -8
Jacob- "Em, yes, good. Thank you!" He smiled a bit nervously at people and followed them indoors.
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Sept 21, 2013 21:59:45 GMT -8
A few days later...[/i] He led Molly out the side gate and to the back door of the neighboring garage. He produced the key and let them in. A little daylight streamed in through the tops of the windows, the bottoms being completely covered with old newspaper. Wolf's motorcycle was here, as well as a black Mercedes G550, with a luggage rack on the roof, the back door, and over the side windows in the back. It also sported a brush guard in front and smaller ones on the tail lights.
The garage was well appointed with tools, including many power tools and a hydraulic lift that wouldn't work anymore. There were half a dozen, cobalt blue enameled tool boxes that came up to Molly's shoulders. Tools also hung from the walls, on a complex rack system that was far fancier than simple pegboard. The floor had some sort of epoxy coating. Whoever lived here before was a serious gearhead.
Wolf disengaged the lock on the garage door and rolled it up. He pushed the motorcycle out to the driveway, waiting for Molly to catch up before closing and locking it behind them.[/i]
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Post by Dr. Jar on Sept 21, 2013 22:18:36 GMT -8
(Sylvia was right behind them. If they want to leave without her, they'll have to shoo her off somehow)
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Post by DKender on Sept 21, 2013 22:24:38 GMT -8
Molly spared a minute to study the garage and its fittings. The tools reminded her of home, "real" home in New Jersey, where her parents once lived. [/i] "My dad could fix anything," she commented,[/i] "but I never bothered to learn from him. Wish things had been different ..." As she turned, Molly was surprised by Sylvia.[/i] "Heyo! Oh, didn't Breg tell you - me and Wolf won't be gone long, and there's only room for two on the motorcycle."
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Sept 22, 2013 19:02:47 GMT -8
"The Benz doesn't handle the hills well and the last two times I took it out I attracted some Cap Hill hooligans. Seems they still think it's a status symbol. I only keep it around in case we need to relocate long-distance some time."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Sept 23, 2013 2:36:10 GMT -8
Sylvia- The woman must have a spidersense or something, because she pauses and stares at them like a deer in the headlights for a moment, thinking through what they said, and then, finally replies.."You and him?" She almost drops the shotgun. There's something unmistakably hurt about her tone. She turns around and walks back inside without another word, not quite quickly enough that she may be storming off.
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Sept 23, 2013 2:45:37 GMT -8
Wold rubbed the back of his neck, clearly uncomfortable. After he figured Sylvia was out of hearing range, he spoke in a slightly hushed tone.[/i] "Yeesh. I don't know if I've ever been so nervous going on a supply run. At this point, if anything went even slightly wrong, it would be a total disaster." "When did it become standard for every trip to turn into an "all hands on deck" thing?"
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Post by DKender on Sept 23, 2013 10:00:56 GMT -8
"It wasn't near standard, last I checked. Yeesh. I have no idea what that was. Must be a convent thing. Heaven forbid two grown adults do anything without a chaperone." She shrugged, then tapped her helmet.
[/i] "For getta bout it. I'm ready to go. We can bring her back an apple and pretend a snake gave it to us. Heh heh." Molly climbed onto the bike. [/i]
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Oct 5, 2013 19:57:26 GMT -8
Later the same day...[/i] Wolf and Molly emerged from the garage bearing bags weighed down by some manner of bounty. Wolf's mood seemed to have mellowed after the cathartic drive from Wasko's house.[/i]
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Oct 30, 2013 3:34:45 GMT -8
Another Day,Robert stepped cautiously outside the the mansion giving a couple of low whistles. It was had to discern if they were meant for the dogs or for the other two. He stood mission impossible style with his back to the front windows in preparation, before turning to the other two, still in character.“Should we have brought some kind of sausages like the cartoons?”
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Post by DKender on Oct 30, 2013 13:35:51 GMT -8
"And waste perfectly edible offal? I think not. Throw a stick near them. Most real dogs will run away. If something throws the stick back, we know it's trouble."
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