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Post by bones on Dec 16, 2010 21:13:18 GMT -5
"What do we need a blanket for? and where would we get one? We are a hundred miles from anywhere."
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Post by dakota on Dec 16, 2010 22:15:14 GMT -5
"Unless your clothes are nomex, I need something to wrap you in , and a wet blanket works well." Trevor replied, shaking his head. " You sure you aren;t my mother, you ask questions like her."
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Post by bones on Dec 17, 2010 10:38:45 GMT -5
"I do not know about you, but I doubt we will find a department store in the next bog. Where do you suggest we find a wet blanket?"
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Post by dakota on Dec 17, 2010 22:03:13 GMT -5
"Funny guy." Trevor replied. " They'd never expect us to circle back. Look, I can get us back to the city quick, but the catch is I have to change into my fire form to do it. Your choice, walk for a day or two and hope they don't start using boats and choppers, or fly in an hour or so. Or we can hope to get lucky and find a car to boost to get out of here that way."
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Post by bones on Dec 18, 2010 13:32:17 GMT -5
"Ok, but I think we are going to get caught."
Long stops and turns back toward the fishing camp. He certainly won't go in a straight line, and also making sure to stay in the shallows.
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Post by dakota on Dec 19, 2010 13:23:17 GMT -5
" That happens, you let me worry about it." Trevor replied coldly. " Just find a blanket or some... hey, over there. See it? There's a shack on that point. Let's try there first."
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Post by bones on Dec 20, 2010 0:32:55 GMT -5
Long approaches shack cautiously. If there is anybody in the shack. He doesn't want to be seen.
[[dice=100] for prowl if needed. I'm not sure what penalties there would be for Trevor on Long's back.][rand=60662225385819143164658520406319356432646353888637868159518555877]
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Post by dakota on Dec 20, 2010 6:08:49 GMT -5
Looking ridiculous trying to sneak around while giving a piggy back ride, Trevor slid off as they reached the building. It was old, and in hard shape, but seemed unnoccupied.Thropugh the windows, they could see something was under a large cover taking up most of the building, and there were double doors at each end.
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Post by bones on Dec 20, 2010 10:27:04 GMT -5
Long opens a door and goes inside. Curious to see what's under the cover he pulls it away.
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Post by dakota on Dec 22, 2010 1:33:36 GMT -5
"that tarp is no good." Trevor said as he pulled the door shut and started looking for something useful. as he looked beneath, Long soon saw why the cover. In need of some serious TLC, the old Bel Air would still be a collecter's dream come true in it's condition.
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Post by bones on Dec 22, 2010 10:27:23 GMT -5
"Sweet car. Too bad it is a rust bucket." Long look inside the car to see if there's anything useful in there and also on the other side of the building from Trevor.
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Post by dakota on Dec 22, 2010 20:12:48 GMT -5
"please," Trevor said as he turned back to the car," what could you possibly know about cars?" Despite his lingering effects, the classic seemed to perk up Trevor as he checked out the car. " A week or two in our shop and I could have her looking like a million bucks!" He went around and popped the hood, then went to check out the engine, forgetting everything else.
As Long looked around, it was clear that this was someone's workshop to restore the car.
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Post by bones on Dec 23, 2010 10:33:40 GMT -5
"Is there a wet blanket in there?"
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Post by dakota on Dec 24, 2010 7:55:25 GMT -5
"No, but you were the one that wanted to drive back to the city." Trevor remarked. "Why, lemme guess, that would be stealing and cops don't do that?" He scoffed without climbing out from under ther hood.
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Post by bones on Dec 24, 2010 10:45:17 GMT -5
"I am not that much of a fool, but I would prefer not too if at all possible."
Long continues looking around for a blanket. Also, is there possibly a trap door or a loft in here?
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