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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/7/2015 11:09:26 PM
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[b][i]Lance; NYC[/i][/b]
[i] Thinking sucks. I thought to myself as I sat down on the edge of the rooftop in NYC.
It always makes you go too deep into your mind, and the shit sucks. I was thinking about Raine and her dad. Was what he said about her true? Did she really kill her boyfriend and mother? Even if on accident, I'm still gonna ask her soon.[/i]
(Open)
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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]
