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Post by doc on Feb 8, 2012 13:34:56 GMT -5
"What the hell are you talking about?" The car designer looks at Lex.
"Momma's gonna need to go see the doc." The musclebound brother enters.
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Post by dakota on Feb 10, 2012 7:26:53 GMT -5
Lex looked at the larger brother, then the smaller," do you have another vehicle? Get her in that and get her to the doctor. Take your sister too." He looked back at the car builder. " How much was Pasty going to pay you for the finished product? Because I see two options here. One, you persist in building the car for the mob and I have to destroy it and your garage and you get nothing. Two, the car goes with me and you get enough money for you and your family to disappear and start over. With your skills, that shouldn't be a problem. It's your choice." Lex knew he had a little over twenty grand stashed away from his windy City days that was meant for for keeping his armor going, but this was something he couldn't pass up. " You name your price."
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Post by doc on Feb 19, 2012 9:27:01 GMT -5
"Maroni? He was paying - jeez, 30 large. Not that it matters - you blew it up real good." He thumbs to the flaming wreckage of the barn. "You're a vet too, I take it? Well, I ain't got the money or the gear to build another one."
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Post by dakota on Feb 19, 2012 15:19:08 GMT -5
"I didn't...," it was the first time Lex realized what had happened in the barn. He had tuned out the explosion. " Dammit, so much for that idea." He ignored the vet question. " Look, get your Ma loaded up and get her to a doc." He looked at Vivian," We're leaving." He couldn't help but display that he was more than a little annoyed at how things had turned out.
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Post by doc on Mar 1, 2012 15:51:12 GMT -5
Lex and Viv depart, leaving the burning wreckage of the farm behind them. They hear the roar of the Rider's motorcycle as he rides off into the darkness.
(END CHAPTER. CHAPTER 2 starts Monday)
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Post by thorley on Mar 4, 2012 6:21:46 GMT -5
Okay, got it. Waiting for Chapter 2, as the other heroes depart so shall the Scarecrow (I've been following this, though I kind of wrote myself out by doing the stealth thing... or trying to).
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