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originally posted in:Neo Punks
Edited by EvoTymes:
12/17/2015 12:59:38 AM
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[i]I instantly stopper in my tracks, I couldn't believe me ears. I'm over here while my friends were about to get attacked. I need to do something.[/i]
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"...Renzo there's nothing we...err you can do right now".
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[i]I looked up at the sky and ran a hand down my face[/i] "There's always something I can do, my father taught me that. And I can't just leave my friends there.
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"Either way, you can't get to California....I can't even get there". "Need to talk to your dad, it's important".
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"Damn it." [i]I said to myself with a sigh and began walking back to the house silently[/i]
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[i]I follow along.[/i] "I'm sure they'll be safe".
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"I hope so" [i]I mutter as we walk towards the front door[/i]
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"Etana, it's Evelyn...open up", I said knocking.
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[i]The door opened to reveal Etana, still talk and bulky as ever. His hair was black and clean with some lines of silver and his face was nicely shaved. He was wearing a black shirt where his half sleeve tattoo can be seen creeping down his left arm.[/i]
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"Okay Elvis, we got places to go...President Vasquez along with General Castilla personally requested for a favor", I said.
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Edited by EvoTymes: 12/17/2015 6:11:48 AM"Elvis? Come on now, you can't compare me to him." [i]He chuckled and looked at her[/i] "The president and the general requested for a favor? And that is?"
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"I have no idea yet...but they told to rendezvous with Michael at Langley".
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"Alright, when? ASAP?"
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"Something like that, bring your [i]toys[/i]", she said walking away.
