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Post by Mierin on May 5, 2008 20:05:44 GMT -5
Miranda smirks and rolls her eyes at Charger. "I figured that much out for myself. I need more details before I can decide either way."
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Post by kurff on May 7, 2008 18:42:16 GMT -5
Quinn shut the computer off and got up to answer the door. He'd hav to look for a disguise later. He ensuring his gear was hidden before opening the door. it was simple, yet effective concealed floor compartment. It worked surpisingly well in his old dimension so why not here.
"I'm coming, hold on." then opened it, whil keeping the chain lock on it. he'd have to be careful.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 7, 2008 19:23:42 GMT -5
(Rev)
Revenent's sleep was disturbed when his music started skipping and then stalled.
(Quinn)
Troubleshooter was at the door. "I was wondering if you wanted to be a second pair of eyes." He says.
(Miranda)
"Protection racket." Says Charger with a grin to his voice. "Well, protection. You get to double-dip in the city fund... be the tool with with the.... with the least tooliest?"
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Post by kurff on May 7, 2008 19:44:34 GMT -5
"Sure, come on in." he opened it fully and closed once Trouble shooter was in. He then turned the computer back on setting it to search for any good hits.
"I was looking up a few of my friends and enemies counterparts from my old dimension. Trying to track down Fat Cat's business fronts. I figure I can go in disguised and have a second identity to get closer to the criminal element for a source." he didn't expect to impress the Sleuth with his creativity, but hoped he might show promise as detective.
Quinn checked off the disguise gear he had with him. He'd need to get more stuff and was mentally making a list. after a check he took a seat.
"Though I may need to make a shopping trip for gear. Say if want anything just get in the kitchen. Coffees not exactly the best, but its passable." he suddenly recalled 'home' and wished he were there. He had a look of loss an home sickness about him.
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Post by doc on May 7, 2008 20:06:48 GMT -5
Revenant gets up from his bed. "Damn...must be one of the heat sinks" He gingerly puts his oversized pistol on his workshop table and lifts off the cover "Marlow. Command Line: Diagnostics. Upload directly to Heads-up" Revenant waits for data to appear on his heads-up.
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Post by Mierin on May 7, 2008 20:45:46 GMT -5
Miranda thinks about it for a second before she asks "And who exactly would I be protecting that it would conflict with my new job?"
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 7, 2008 20:51:32 GMT -5
(Rev)
The Heads-up isn't providing a feed anymore.
(Quin)
"Well, you can worry about that later." Says Troubleshooter. "I'm more worried one of our new team might be targetted."
(Miranda)
"I didn't say conflict of interest. I said double-dipping." Says Charger. "And, it's one of the guys in your team."
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Post by Mierin on May 7, 2008 20:52:53 GMT -5
Miranda raises an eyebrow. "Oh really? Who exactly would I be protecting and why do they need protection?"
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 7, 2008 20:58:48 GMT -5
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"Some bloke with a gun. I dunno. Strikes me as a royal nerd, if you ask me. But, they put good money down so who am I to complain?" Charger says. "Plus, you know, let's me mess with them media blokes about where I'm seen."
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Post by doc on May 9, 2008 6:50:48 GMT -5
Revenant sighs "Sometimes I think it wasn't such a great idea to hook up all this experimental hardware to the same valuable brain I use to do calculus and watch late night Cinemax movies" as he begins performing manual diagnostics on the gun using his electrical workbench tools.
(Electrical Engineer -39/67, Robot Electronics - 16/27, Computer Programing - 65/67)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 9, 2008 8:17:47 GMT -5
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The weapon seems to be experience energy load problems. Nothing is physically wrong (Ie: it's still to spec), but the tool seems unable to run the direct link to the hardwires in his brain without the full bio-feedback in effect. (And you thought I had forgotten :-P )
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Post by Mierin on May 9, 2008 9:23:35 GMT -5
Miranda smirks. "You want me to protect that bloke?" she asks him. "Why does he need to be protected? Though it shouldn't be too hard, since I will be working with him." Chuckling, she nods "He does seem like a nerd. Who are 'they' that are paying you well?"
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Post by kurff on May 9, 2008 10:57:28 GMT -5
"I can get to setting my contacts later." he looked over his disguise gear a last time before putting it away. "So exactly who would want to target us? We haven't even been made public." he looked at a cataolog for archery online.
"We should then be looking into that matter first. Guess that means I can be a detective." he smiled broadly.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 9, 2008 21:39:53 GMT -5
(Miranda)
Charger shrugs. "You keep asking questions like that and you won't do so well, deary. Whatever the bloke has, some other blokes want it. We have to keep them off him, that's all. I saw you running in a circle with him, so I figured you'ld be a good candidate for the front man - woman."
(Quinn)
"I don't know, yet." Troubleshooter says. "But it feels like we're being watched. Keep your eyes open."
He turns to walk out. "Being a detective isn't a game, kid. It's patience, watching and waiting. Don't get out of control."
With a nod, he heads out.
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Post by Mierin on May 9, 2008 21:49:43 GMT -5
Miranda smirks at Charger. "Sorry. I was taught to ask questions so I have all the information I need to do my job properly. Knowing who to keep an eye out for would help me do the job better."
Miranda's smirk disappears as she realizes what he's just said. "wait? You were there, spying on us? Why were you doing that?"
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