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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/24/2016 3:01:33 AM
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"Something like that, yes."
[b]The four men jogged over and into the café [/b]
[b]Snow suddenly stops, reaching up and placing a hand over his ear [/b]
"Just got word. Fights practically over."
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"That fast? Wow." He seemed surprised.
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"Yeah apparently it is. Easy."
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"Huh...well then." He stroked his 'chin' for a moment. "I wonder..." he said, pondering something.
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"There are still minor skirmishes going on. Nothing we can't Handle." [i]"What are you thinking?" [/i]
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"There might be a stash of coffee and cafe related things underneath the cafe..."
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"Maybe we should check it out?" [i]"I concur." [/i] [b]Marker went inside the café [/b]
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Q followed, tossing his hood down in the process. He had sheathed his sword upon getting up. "There should be a hatch behind the counter."
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[b]Marker ducked down underneath the counter [/b] "Found it!" [b]Outside, several more men approached [/b] "FLASH!" [i][u]"Thunder! We clear?" [/u][/i] "You're clear!" [b]Snow entered the café, with seven men behind him [/b] "We got two dozen troops. Your orders sir? Just enjoy? '
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"We should still keep watch. Letting our guard down would be unwise. Ill see what i can do with the coffee, try and get some made for whoever needs or wants any." He hopped over the counter, yanking the hatch open with a loud grunt.
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"Sir." [b]Snow turned to the gathered men. [/b] "Which squads we got here?" [u]"Seargent Arcane sir."[/u] [i][u]"General Reynfrey sir." [/u][/i] "Both of em still alive?" [i]"Arcane is sir."[/i] [i][u]"Reynfrey Is MIA. Status is unknown." [/u][/i] "Damn. Alright. Marker, take two of Reynfrey's troops. Get out on the streets round up those that didn't hear the message." [b]Marker pointed at two men and the team of three jogged out [/b] "Broadside. Take some men up onto the roof, cover the streets." [b]Broadside pointed at six men, and they went up to the roof.[/b] "Axe. Take two men. Watch the door." [b]Three men ran over to the front door, leaving only 12, including Quincy Still inside the café. [/b] "We'll switch out over time."
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Quincy came back up, carrying some bags of ground coffee beans and something to make the actual drink with. "There's more down there but this is all I'll need." He sets it on the counter after sweeping the broken glass off of it with his arm.
