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Post by dakota on Jan 14, 2007 10:43:12 GMT -5
the woman sobbed and pulled away from Isamu, shirking back against the wall. " The.. the one toook me off the street and brought me here. He tied me up and then the other one showed up they fought and I heard them smash the window. Then it was quiet." She cowered more when Tyler came downstairs. " They're gone. Ash wil try, but he can outrun her." His eyes focused on the woman." Is she okay?" He asked.
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" You're the boss." Avi nodded. " We can work on some kind of rules package. communications is easy enough if everyone wears the band-adios."
Kerry added. " With Janie's help, we can probably come up with a tracking device for everyone to carry too. With her computer skills, it shouldn't be a prob."
" And it wouldn't hurt if some of them started wearing armor. I'm sure they'll protest though." avi smirked.
On the Television, the new mayor was giving a press conference condemning the uprise of meta activities in the city and vowing to do everything possible to stop it, much to the accolades of the large crowd gathered.
Kerry sniffed. " I smell cookies." He looked at the others, puzzled.
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Jason stirred as he dreamed, enough that his occasional twitching kept Alice from really falling asleep. On the evening breeze, she catches a whiff of something tasty coming from the house.
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" Smells good." Trevor said, appearing out of nowhere to take a seat acrossed from Sierra. Smiling, he motioned towards her uncovered hand. " Were you born with your markings, or get them later?"
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Post by Dome on Jan 14, 2007 11:18:45 GMT -5
"I do not know Tyler, she is very frightened. Can you help her in anyway?" Isamu says to Tyler as he steps back and allows him to approch the woman.
He takes a moment and thinks and says, "So they fought here, and then they left. Where would they go from here?"
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Post by shiivster on Jan 14, 2007 14:28:35 GMT -5
*Sierra's green eyes look startled as she makes eye-contact with Trevor and then lowers the hand out of view as she replies ' .... uhh ... after ... why?' *its clear she's highly wary and really might not want to talk about it, but as of yet, she hasn't run.
'so make yourself useful and get those ones out of the oven. i got choco-chip ready to go next .. i'll .. uhh .. do muffins later or something. *then looks away as she puts the pictures n the counter to get the bowl of cookie dough out of the fridge* 'wasn't i sposed to help in the kitchen? i usually sew ... so ... what was i supposed to do?' *she has removed the other glove and is rolling balls of dough now, the body language whispers 'i'm ready to bolt' .. but seems complacent to put the balls down on the cookie sheets for cooking.
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Post by thagema on Jan 15, 2007 1:30:53 GMT -5
Craig scowls in the general direction of the door. The intercom forced him to put the pillow over his head to block out the noise.
"What do I care about politics," he said as he drifted back to sleep.
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Post by Mierin on Jan 15, 2007 2:20:36 GMT -5
Alice smooths over Jason's hair and looks at him, wondering what he was dreaming about. She considers scanning his mind, but decides against it and hugs him close and whispers "Shhh, it's ok, I'm here."
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Post by dakota on Jan 15, 2007 17:15:56 GMT -5
" Just curious. Mine too, but yours are alot more appealling." Trevor replied as he went to the stove as directed, taking out the cookie sheet with his bare hands and setting it on the counter, making no attempt to show his own disfigurement. Retaking his seat, he turned the pictures around to look at them, obviously waiting for the cookies to cool. " These are pretty good. Must take alot of practice to draw like this."
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Tyler checked the woman over before answering. " You'll be okay, just a couple scrapes. " He looked at her ." You should head home, and get some rest."
The woman nodded, thanked them and bolted. Ty grinned, " She's lucky. I don't know for sure, but Ashley won't be able to keep up with Troll and will give up pretty quick. I still think the cave is our best bet."
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Outside his room, Craig could hear Dimitri and Janie change the channel to a ball game, arguing over which team would win. At the same time, the smell of baking started to filter into the room from downstairs.
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Jason stirred at Alice's whisper, but continued to stir. His movements became more prolific and he began to mumble , but she couldn't make it out. Beads of sweat had also started to form on his forehead despite the cool night air.
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Post by shiivster on Jan 15, 2007 19:23:27 GMT -5
*gets the sheet of cookies cleared and then gets the other tray filled and then into the oven. 'thanks .. not great, like i said .. i sew. bodies? .. they're like buildings if you sorta make them into blocks .. well ... ' *gives a timid smile as she gets the next 2 trays ready to go into the oven.
*then once the trays are prepped .. they slide into the fridge andthe bowl is filled with hot water from the kettle with soap and then cleaned up. once thats done, she turns to look toward the noises from the rest of the house, its obvious that she's used to being about people, but something is a bit of still.
*looking a bit nervous turns to look at Trevor ' ... your markings .... accident or natural? .. '
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Post by Dome on Jan 15, 2007 19:44:39 GMT -5
"Then let us please make our way to the cave. Would this ragnarok character follow her and attack he there?"
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Post by Mierin on Jan 15, 2007 23:51:24 GMT -5
Alice looks at Jason with concern and considers waking him up, but worries that the dream he's having will cause him to lash out. Gently brushing her hand over his face, she telepathically sends 'Wake up Jason, it's just a dream.
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Post by dakota on Jan 16, 2007 5:34:25 GMT -5
" Ragnarok?" Tyler stopped and looked at Isamu in surprise. After a few seconds, he answered," I don't think so, unless she did something to stop him from getting paid."
" Let's hope not for her sake." He added as he opened his truck door, got in and started it.
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"Well, I guess you could cal them accidental. This is a little gross." Trevor warned as he pulled up his shirt, revealing the horrible burn scars that covered his body. He quickly tucked the shirt tail back in." Luckily skin graphs covered it on my arms and neck, and my face was protected by my mask when the chemicals blew up. Otherwise I'd still be a fireman instead of a human fireball." He smiled, trying one of the cookies. " These are that bad. Alot better than what we get out of a bag. Afraid you won't get much to sew around here, unless Will finds us someone to take care of."
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With a grunt and a yawn, Jason opened his eyes, looking at Alice. " Sorry, didn't mean to doze off like that. Just a little played out I guess." He yawned again and stretched his arms and then smiled," Kinda nice waking up with you in my arms though."
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Post by shiivster on Jan 16, 2007 13:04:15 GMT -5
*looks at the scars and doesn't flinch at the sight. in fact aside from the blinking of deep thinking as she dries the now clean bowls, she doesn't seem affected by the markings. 'ahh .. seen worse. couldn't save everyone, but hey, thats the past. right? .. but you know ... being a 'fireman' isn't that bad. you're a man, your fire,just need to think of it as 'fire'man .. i'm a copy cat.
'the cookies? .. had to use almond extract and not vanilla for these ones .. so yeah .. the taste is a bit off. want some warm milk? .. ' *eyes shift to the voices of Dimitri and Jane and looks back 'how come you got a non-meta in here? ... not complaining, its nice. i dont itch then ... ' *the eyes lift to Trevor's gaze and Sierra seems to have the 'deer caught in the headlights' look to them. mainly for saying more than she ment to.
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Post by Dome on Jan 16, 2007 14:42:53 GMT -5
"I apologize Tyler, I heard that name earlier today. In the stress of the moment I confused him with Troll. I meant would Troll track Ashley to the cave she hides in?"
<ooc: Sorry I got the names confused, thats what I get for posting real fast.>
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Post by thagema on Jan 16, 2007 17:02:56 GMT -5
The smell of Sierra's baking wafted into Craig's room causing his stomach to rumble. Taking a deep breath, and full nose of the scents, Craig stretched and climbed out of the strange bed. How long had he been asleep? Did it matter? Most likely it didn't. If the gruff man who seemed to be in charge had wanted him, he would have known by now.
Craig walked over to the mirror and looked at his current state of disarray. Rubbing his eyes, he meandered to the nearest bathroom to throw some water on his face and clean up as best he could. Once he finished he followed the scents to the kitchen to hopefully get something to eat. Being somewhat unsure of the current situation, Craig found himself standing at the kitchen door after trying to avoid everyone on his way there. There was just too many new faces for him to be comfortable with this situation.
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Post by shiivster on Jan 16, 2007 17:46:12 GMT -5
*the shifting of one shoulder warns Trevor that she is aware of some one closing in on the room. then Sierra turns to look at the door ... ' hi ... wanna cookie? .. its almond sugar .. doing choco chips now .. maybe a sam, er a sandwich first? .. there's roast beef and other stuff ... oh god . i'm blabbin again ... sorry'
*the lower teeth are seen as they clamp on the upper lip for a moment then she's turned to deal with the cookie sheets once again .. using an oven mitts to protect the hands, then puts the next 2 sheets that are waiting into the over to cook.
*Sierra seems to move with some kind of grace unseen most places. the way she sidles out of the way to not touch someone is an art form in and of itself. why? .. she's not telling, but it is noticible, as she shifts away from the fridge to put the first choco chip cookies onto the cooling racks. a timid ' .. 'scuse me' *then she's past to go do some other part of the kitchen work.
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Post by thagema on Jan 16, 2007 18:47:04 GMT -5
While the enticing aroma of the cookies is difficult to resist, Craig decides to go with a sandwich first. Heading over to the fridge, Craig grabs all the necessary fixings to create his masterpiece... well, at least something edible. Throwing the sandwich on a napkin, Craig stops next to the cookies and decides to grab a couple before finding a quiet spot to sit and eat.
"Thanks. They smell really good," he says to Sierra as he takes a seat. "My name's Craig, by the way," he says to Sierra, though it looked as though he said it to his sandwich.
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