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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Jun 5, 2013 13:21:28 GMT -8
Wolf takes off after 'Greg' and tries to tackle him (22). Succeeding at that, he will sit on his back and press his head into the floor (15).[/i]
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Post by DKender on Jun 5, 2013 13:36:10 GMT -8
Greg didn't stand a chance. As Wolf slammed him against the ground, the young man wheezed as the wind was knocked out of his chest. He struggled briefly but went limp when his head was pushed to the ground. Wolf thought he heard a soft, breathless protest that sounded like "commie" ...
During the encounter, a butterfly knife fell from Greg's shirt pocket. It skittered uselessly across the floor.
-Arnie [/i] "Damn. Was that really necessary?"
It was unclear whether he spoke to Greg or Wolf. He pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head. [/i] "We can still help each other ..."
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Jun 5, 2013 13:51:25 GMT -8
Wolf took ahold of Greg's ear, so that he could control him as he climbed off. He stretched and picked up the butterfly knife. Not entirely familiar with its use, he clumsily opened it, then stood up, releasing his captive. He took two steps back.[/i] "Well, now I know I can't trust you. Get up and go stand by the door, ya dumb fuck." He motioned towards the door with the knife.[/i]
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Post by Dr. Jar on Jun 5, 2013 14:06:10 GMT -8
Breg moves to block any further progress. He was a man on the very large side, at 6 '3, and hardly thin. He stared at the others, and then held out his hands sideways. "...What were you trying to do? You knew there were more than one of us. What do you want, besides invading our home?" He still seems calm, though slightly more impatient now. He had a highish voice for someone of his size, though it seemed to fit him well enough. He put a hand on his hip and stared at the other two.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jun 5, 2013 14:56:23 GMT -8
Anya had motioned Caleb to run upstairs earlier and now stood holding her guitar which she'd fetched from the back door. She had stood to the side holding it as she was going to play it at any moment. Of course by now the strings were busted, frayed and covered in old blood so that was an impossibility. She didn't trust these men any more than the others did.She moved slightly closer to join the conversation." Why is the heirloom important? Nothing is worth jack anymore. Don't tell us it's sentimental because honestly you don't fucking look like the sentimental types."
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Post by DKender on Jun 5, 2013 15:44:03 GMT -8
-Arnie "You're right. I'm not sentimental. Then again, I'm not part of the family, either. Just a guest in their house until this blows over."
He seemed to be avoiding the heirloom issue. Weirdo. [/i] "Tina has mentioned this place before. You have goats, I understand? Well, we think it's unlikely that she and Bruce left the neighborhood, so if either drop by, please let us know? We live a few houses down."
Greg, who'd staggered to the front door, finally caught his breath. He pulled down his bandana and looked at Anya.[/i]
-Greg "Whoa. Are you a nun?"
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Jun 5, 2013 15:54:21 GMT -8
"If they come around, we'll let 'em know you're looking for them, but I don't see as how we should be obliged to assist you in hunting down the folks you think betrayed you." "In fact, I don't 'spect Greg here's gonna be too friendly to this Tina and Bruce if he finds 'em. I'm not gonna be a party to this shitheel stabbin' folks."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Jun 5, 2013 16:13:52 GMT -8
"I don't see a point in aiding you if you are not going to tell us why, and have acted so uncivilized. I hardly know you, but I wonder what was worth screaming in the streets." He comments, and crosses his arms, the first sign of appearing to be less than entirely friendly, it seems. He watched the two intruders thoughtfully, and then shook his head, waiting for an answer.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jun 5, 2013 16:48:48 GMT -8
"Sure, I'm from the holy order of rock and roll, Warponies division, heard of it? Not that I'm saying this folk are fresh as daisies, but we don't have a clue what Tina and Bruce did or what these guys might do to them. A swallow don't make a summer, Wolf. You have a small arsenal of weapons. I don't think your gonna cut me up anytime soon, are ya? That being said, I'm with you all the way bossman. What do you two dicks really want and why come busting down at our door? Cause it ain't for a sandwich..."
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Post by DKender on Jun 5, 2013 17:47:25 GMT -8
-Arnie "We thought those two were hiding here, but now I'm convinced they aren't. If you do meet them, please consider our sorry state - ten people depended on that gun for protection. With the pale-eyed thing slaughtering people left and right, it's a bad day to lose any weapon. Well, let's go, Gre ..."
-Greg "Hold on!"
He proceeded to ignore the men and look pointedly at Anya's instrument of mass destruction.[/i]
"You like guitars? We found one this morning on Grand Avenue. Interested?"
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Post by Dr. Jar on Jun 5, 2013 17:53:12 GMT -8
"...I would hardly trust them. A gun you say? I am unwilling to provide you with anything so dangerous, considering your previous actions, however, I am sure you can find it if you are so inclined." He sighs, and stares at the others. "There are many enclaves which get along just fine with no firearms. They are not here, and they are probably glad they left now." He remarks, and leans back in his boots.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jun 5, 2013 18:28:21 GMT -8
Anya 's eye narrowed, her fingers curled around her instrument almost protectively.
“What kind of guitar? What's it's condition, guy? Then, of course I doubt it's for free now and I don't think I have anything I wanna give you.
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Post by DKender on Jun 5, 2013 18:48:15 GMT -8
-Arnie (quietly) "This again."
-Greg "It's a normal wooden guitar-guitar. I didn't see broken parts. Its case was covered in ridiculous bumper stickers, though. Look, do you want it, or not? I'm just being nice."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Jun 5, 2013 18:52:49 GMT -8
Breg stares at the others, and seems willing to hear them out for the moment. Maybe. Ten people were a lot, but their behavior was inexcusable. He frowned at them and shoved his hands in his pockets. "Is there anything your people need that do not have to do with weapons?" Truthfully he did not want to help people who had apparently threatened and tried to force others to stay, but to offer could not cause harm. Perhaps. He gave Anya a skeptical look.
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Jun 5, 2013 19:29:14 GMT -8
Wolf looked skeptical. This Greg guy went from full on rampaging to offering Anya a guitar in a matter of a minute. Was he mental or was he trying to pull something, really clumsily?
If Anya decided to go after this guitar, Wolf didn't plan to let her go alone. He scowled at the interlopers.[/i]
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