Post number #133210, ID: 659326
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> The wind picks up lightly, nothing troubling. A car makes it's way to the parlour and stops to rest by the curb. It stands out as a street racer with no front license plate and the rear one flipped up like a stand. There is no rear bumper, either. A rare style these days for G.C, but it fits on the car. From inside, a message is sent to Mano that OP has arrived, he then begins to wait.
Post number #133218, ID: 5ed9f7
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>A bandaged man steps out of Cain's Gallery, and approaches the car. "You got the blueprints?"
Post number #133225, ID: 659326
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> He looks up from the inside of tne car before nodding, opening the door. "Yeah. Couple a' duffles full of them. Fifty of them, big and small." > He walks to the back, opening the trunk to show off it's full capacity.
Post number #133227, ID: 5ed9f7
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"Whoa. Nice. That should be 25000z. Here." >The bandaged man hands him the exact amount.
Post number #133231, ID: 659326
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"Cool, thanks. You scrap with someone recently?" > He points out the bandages whilst taking the money and putting it away. He then begins to take the bags out of the trunk.
Post number #133236, ID: 5ed9f7
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"Don't ask." > The bandaged man helps him, and carries the bags in to the VR parlour.
Post number #133238, ID: 659326
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>He nods and follows the man in. "Okay..."
Post number #133240, ID: 5ed9f7
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>The bandaged man opens the door to a staff only area, and drops the bags off.
Post number #133245, ID: 659326
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> Following right in without question, he does the same and yawns, turning and starting to step back out. He speaks over his shoulder to the bandaged man. "Alright. I suppose if there's anything else interesting, I'll let you know, or something?"
Post number #133266, ID: 5ed9f7
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"Sure. Just keep posting, and you will see me." >The bandaged man leads the boy racer out of the staff area.
Post number #133277, ID: c7e208
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"M'kay. Otherwise, er, nice doin' buisiness with you." > Now heading back outside, without an exchange of names, the man gets back into his car and goes on his way.
Post number #133292, ID: c7e208
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(Yes. With the trunk open.)
Post number #133293, ID: 5ed9f7
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(lol.)
Post number #133298, ID: 5ed9f7
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"Alright. lets see what we have here." >Mano makes sure the cameras are off, and opens the duffels, unravelling the blueprints.
Post number #133793, ID: c7e208
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Several have things that shouldn't be on the street, layouts to old federal buildings, designs for armored vehicles, and even strange alien like weapons. (I didn't plan out everything. You can make the prints have whatever from here on.)
Post number #134253, ID: 9a6c45
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"Huh." >AM says as he spreads out and scans the blueprints on to a encrypted flash stick. Half of it are blueprints to the bigger police stations, some are for some enforced armoured vehicle, commonly used by the PD, showing the weakness in the design. The last are a few energy weapon designs... But they incorporate organic material in to the design, repulsive. "That's that. Not got get rid of all this." >He takes all the blueprints outside, and begins to burn them in a metal drum.
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| > The wind picks up lightly, nothing troubling. A car makes it's way to the parlour and stops to rest by the curb. It stands out as a street racer with no front license plate and the rear one flipped up like a stand. There is no rear bumper, either. A rare style these days for G.C, but it fits on the car. From inside, a message is sent to Mano that OP has arrived, he then begins to wait.