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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/7/2015 11:28:12 PM
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Tough men, mate. Some of the best I ever worked with, aside from the Israeli Spec Ops.
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[i] Lance nods.[/i] "Israeli huh? Interesting. What've you been up to Crow?"
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A bit of work here and there. Things to shift the cards in my employer's favor, to say the most.
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"So nothing's changed huh?" [i] Lance chuckles.[/i] "But then again you haven't aged 15 years. Dimensional travel and all that."
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Aye. Keeps things fresh.
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"I've got two kids now. Although I'm sure you already knew that." [i] Crow also notices another name on list of names of Lance's left forearm. The three reading [b]Chris, Jennifer, and Lilah,[/b] are still there. But a 4th reading [b]Rachael[/b] follows them. On his right forearm, a red tattoo-ish mark sits. A circle, hollow with two lines on either side.[/i]
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Children are always rather interesting. They can say the most profound things and then slip into a tantrum in a hearbeat. Never could comprehend that....
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[i] Lance laughs.[/i] "Yeah. Jonathan and Ashley, both 15 and in school in San Diego." [spoiler] I'm kinda thinking of this as 15 years past RoB Lance, and RoB as a part of his backstory.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Seems legit.[/spoiler] Boarding schools are a thing across the pond, then?
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"Yeah. I figured they could use some time away from their dad and make some friends. How's Venom doing?"
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Fine, fine. Imperials didn't pay us for keeping the city down, so we pulled out. Place is a bloody madhouse right now, but we've been left alone since.
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[i] He nods.[/i] "I'm always here if you need me, although I doubt it."
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Oh believe me, we'd call you. Things are relatively quiet right now, so you'll likely be left alone. But, should you need anything here, a friend of mine lives out in New Mexico, but he's in NYC right now. Name's Clint Kennedy. Big, tattooed, trucker-looking man. He's one of my contacts for gear around here.
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[i]Lance nods.[/i] "What kind of gear?"
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Military-grade weaponry.
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[i] Lance nods..[/i] "maybe I'll pay him a visit." [i] Lance looks out at the skyline for a second, seemingly in thought.[/i] "...How's Ashe doing Crow?"
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Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 12/8/2015 12:14:05 AMSeems alright, considering everything she's been through.
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[i] Lance nods, looking out at the horizon.[/i]
