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Post by Chris on Feb 5, 2005 3:20:33 GMT -5
"Is that your apartment?" Chris asks pointing to a mtal door infront of them.
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Post by Bacon on Feb 5, 2005 18:17:02 GMT -5
"Actually it's my garage, I repair vehicles for a living." He says as he types in the combination and the door opens.
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Post by Chris on Feb 5, 2005 21:37:54 GMT -5
"Cool." Chris walks through the door.
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Post by Bacon on Feb 7, 2005 20:59:19 GMT -5
"Be careful what you touch, some of my tools are lethal if not handled properly."
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Post by Chris on Feb 8, 2005 0:34:41 GMT -5
Chris nods.
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Post by Bacon on Feb 9, 2005 23:04:42 GMT -5
"Wait a minute... This is a bit out of place. My computer has been almost knocked over...these papers were up there." Sapurose looks at the papers, then at the computer screen.
"Oh, great, they think I know."
The papers were about several locations in nearby space, all of which began with "NRUS". There was a dark red tab on the corner of the sidebar on his computer, a sign that somebody did an email-IP-location scan on him. And if they knew were he lived and worked, and were in here especially, wouldn't they plant some sort of trap?
"GET DOWN!" Sapurose screams as he notices the door start to slide closed.
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Post by Chris on Feb 11, 2005 1:43:28 GMT -5
Chris dives to the ground his military instinct taking over.
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Post by Bacon on Feb 11, 2005 23:39:52 GMT -5
Just then the door closes all the way, and a Shatterwave Bomb goes off, the shatterwave(a controlled explosion) going over their heads, probably spanning from three feet to four feet off the ground in the general area surrounding the door, shattering several things including the inside of the door mechanism, Sapurose's computer, a couple of shelves, and several tools.
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Post by Chris on Feb 12, 2005 0:20:41 GMT -5
Chris stands up after most of the somke cleared. "Who would want to do this...?" Chris asks coughing.
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Post by Bacon on Feb 13, 2005 15:17:17 GMT -5
Chris stands up after most of the somke cleared. "Who would want to do this...?" Chris asks coughing. "Probably the same people who killed the guy with the laptop." Sapurose says, still on the ground. |
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Post by Chris on Feb 13, 2005 15:34:02 GMT -5
"I guess we should clean this up..."
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Post by Bacon on Feb 14, 2005 21:55:38 GMT -5
"No need. This place is now worthless anyways, with this broken door. It would take years to fix it. I'd rather pack up and move somewhere else."
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Post by Chris on Feb 14, 2005 22:15:15 GMT -5
"Uhh... Thats your choice.... Where will you move?"
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Post by Bacon on Feb 15, 2005 23:05:03 GMT -5
"I don't really care yet. Are you armed with any weapons?"
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Post by Chris on Feb 16, 2005 2:02:44 GMT -5
"I have this." Chris takes out a pulse gun off the holster at his hip. "I live in a bad neighborhood. Shotgun is at home too..." He muses
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