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Post by yendor on Apr 23, 2013 9:50:04 GMT -5
"Is that a touch of caution in crossing a bridge I notice?"
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Post by doc on Apr 24, 2013 14:00:10 GMT -5
"We shall see, young man." Tesla adds as you park not far from the site.
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Post by yendor on Apr 24, 2013 19:21:49 GMT -5
"...if not for who you are, Mr. Tesla, I might find that phrase a fraction insulting," smiles Rex, getting out after a quick look around, then helps Tesla out. "I don't suppose we could ask your car nicely to spit out the .45 I had earlier?"
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Post by doc on Apr 26, 2013 19:50:45 GMT -5
"Ah, yes...though I do detest such items. Filthy thing." Tesla tosses the gun to you.
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Post by yendor on Apr 27, 2013 14:53:54 GMT -5
Catches the tossed gun, checks the chamber and barrel, reloads the ejected round, slides it into a pocket. "It's why I prefer to shoot to disarm or wound, than to kill."
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Post by doc on Apr 28, 2013 22:20:24 GMT -5
Tesla nods. "You will need to go in on your own - I fear I'm far too recognizable." He seems timid and unlikely to leave the car without assurances.
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Post by yendor on Apr 29, 2013 20:21:36 GMT -5
Rex nods, leaning further into the open car. "On one condition, Mr. Tesla. I know of your various issues, but it would be an honor, if something should happen, to shake the hand of a genius."
His wording a bit bumbling, but honest and well meant.
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Post by doc on Apr 30, 2013 19:05:00 GMT -5
Tesla hesitates, looking at your hand with a great deal of fear before shaking.... "Very well young man - make haste with your scouting."
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Post by doc on Apr 30, 2013 19:05:11 GMT -5
Tesla hesitates, looking at your hand with a great deal of fear before shaking.... "Very well young man - make haste with your scouting."
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Post by yendor on May 6, 2013 19:00:07 GMT -5
Rex smiles, honestly honored. "Never let it own you, Mr. Tesla, otherwise you've lost before it even begins." Tipping an imaginary hat, shuts the door securely and approaches the building cautiously, eyes already drawn to windows and ledges.
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Post by doc on May 7, 2013 7:07:24 GMT -5
Rex approaches the building, seeing that the windows are clearly boarded up securely.
(Perception and prowl rolls please)
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Post by yendor on May 12, 2013 12:57:35 GMT -5
1d20+14 Perception
1d100 Prowl
Taking a calming breath, steeling his nerves and attention, Rex, regretting he left the majority of his gear, and outfit back at his car, focuses on the task at hand.
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Post by doc on May 12, 2013 15:43:20 GMT -5
Despite his normally superhuman focus, all Rex has is a tinkling of danger as he approaches the building, and then feels the barrel of a weapon against his back. "Do not move." The voice is almost mechanical; cold and distant.
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Post by yendor on May 16, 2013 19:21:50 GMT -5
Goes iron still, "Not moving as requested, but I'm hoping my addressing you right now does not count as moving..."
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Post by doc on May 18, 2013 23:53:19 GMT -5
"Move forward." The man commands, pushing you into the building. The doors open where you find men in simple brown business suits opening the doors, each have the look of the mesmerized upon them.
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