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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/16/2015 3:51:17 PM
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[u]New York[/u]
Limbo sat in his hotel room, resting his eyes, several open bottles of beer rested beside him, bone dry.
The alcohol from last night had worn off, but there was no hangover
[i]I never get hangovers, do I?[/i]
Limbo sits up, putting on his gear and walking out the door, exiting through the lobby.
Limbo breathed in the New York air
[i]"Smells like garbage."[/i]
Limbo chuckles to himself and walks down the street, hoping to find something to do
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Sawyer sits on a bench, smoking his cigar.
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Limbo nods at him, taking a seat next to him and pulling out a cigarette, lighting it and taking a big puff
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"Hey."
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"Hello friend, you hear about the California quarantines?"
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"No, I did not."
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"Yep, they quarantined the whole state off, God knows why, my son goes to school in San Diego, but my best friend is there with him, he should be fine."
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"I've heard about that, what is the school?"
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"San Diego Boarding school, I can't teleport in to get him out, and the URNA hasn't told jack shit about why they quarantined it."
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"Hrm. What do they do there?"
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Limbo gave him a sideways look "They... Learn, it's a school."
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"Oh." Sawyer extinguished his cigar with his finger.
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Limbo raised an eyebrow "You got a thing for pain?"
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"It didn't hurt."
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"You a nanocyte?" Limbo puts out his cigarette
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Edited by VertheAlt: 12/16/2015 10:00:32 PM"You better believe it. You?"
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"I can tell you, but then I'd have to kill you." Limbo kept a straight face, before bursting out into laughter "I'm a watcher."
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Edited by VertheAlt: 12/16/2015 10:05:47 PM"Cool? Your profession?"
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He motions to his black cloak "Legion."
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"Assassins, eh? I like it. I'm a PI. Here, take my card." He puts a card on Limbo's lap. It reads [i]Aaron Sawyer, Proffesional Private Investigator. [/i]
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[b]you hear a blood curdling scream from a nearby alley way[/b]
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Limbo takes off towards the sound, revolver drawn
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[b]you see the nearly unrecognizable corpse of a man on the ground and you see Sam standing over him covered in blood with a bloody Bowie knifein her left hand [/b]
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"What the fuçk is wrong with you?!" He points his weapon at the woman
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[b]she laughs maniacally[/b] "If only I knew" [b]her voice is soft and soothing with a hint of ferocity and seduction behind it[/b]
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Limbo shakes his head "You remind me of one of my friends, but I'm still taking you in, making a citizens arrest."
