Post number #333008, ID: a43f98
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>Not too far outside of Glitch city limits, sits a lonely little place hidden in the leaves. A large farm and ranch powered by the finest of cheap technology sits silently, occupied by livestock, and a dog, napping on the front porch of the house.
Post number #333019, ID: a43f98
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> The dog replies, raising it's head from the ground and woofing at him, beginning to slap it's tail on the ground. On first sight of him, it lowers it's head down and continues sleeping. Out from the house however, a woman that doesn't seem like someone friendly. Aviators, long black hair, ripped jeans and a loose cut sleeved shirt. She glares to John from house side, sawed-off in hand.
"You here from the post?"
Post number #333020, ID: b70a10
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>in an orange flash, a man appears >he is wearing nothing of interest save a black zipper hoodie with orang outline and glasses "these are the cords..."
Post number #333022, ID: a43f98
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"Oh shit, don't tell me he invited all of /cyb/.."
> The woman sighs and puts the shotgun on a custom holster to her side, dialing her phone.
"What's ya'll's names? Kaz'll want to know whose who."
Post number #333024, ID: a43f98
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>>333023 > She stops dialing as soon as he mentions, her gaze hidden beyond the glasses. Her posture, well read, doesn't make her seem happy.
"Kazuki? For what?"
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>>333022 "umm there was an ad of sorts sooo...i donno.." >the teleporting man responds
Post number #333028, ID: a43f98
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>>333025 "Alright, you can come in and wait for a minute 'side the house. You, however." > She points to >>333024 "Can come with me. If you see anyone else come, orange flash, let 'em in and don't touch anything." > She turns and walks off the porch, heading for the barn, leading John.
Post number #333029, ID: a43f98
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"Just call me Valentine." >>333027
Post number #333030, ID: a43f98
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>>333028 (She points to John)
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>>333028 "yes ma'am" >and so he does
Post number #333035, ID: a43f98
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> No older than he, maybe closer to Kaz, she leads him inside the barn, where plenty of horses sit in stables and hay is stacked everywhere. Classical. Inside, Kazuki is working on a lilim chassis, neck deep inside trying to fix it. The girl picks up the nearest rock and chunks it at his head. "OW!" "You've got a visitor, shit head."
Post number #333036, ID: a43f98
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> Kaz turns and looks to John, sighing as Valentine leaves to handle the others. >>333032 "Uh, hey. What's up?"
Post number #333041, ID: a43f98
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> He moves out of the way for John to see. The build.. It's B. "Yeah, I put it up hoping maybe someone would come by.. Bonnie got caught in the Tungsten rods awhile back. I backed up her memory and restarted her stock parts."
Post number #333042, ID: a43f98
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> Valentine returns to the teleporting man, looking for his whereabouts.
"Hey, you still here, pal?"
Post number #333043, ID: b70a10
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>>333042 >he is just sitting there at the entrance with a bottle of iced tea "yes?"
Post number #333045, ID: 080653
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> In the front arrives a woman with a cane, walking rather without need of it. She glances around and spots Valentine in the front, waving her over. "Excuse me. Are these the cords for the advertisement?"
Post number #333049, ID: a43f98
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>>333043 "That add was asking for assistance in the gardening here at the farm and ranch. We pay 3000 Zenny an hour, and work is everyday 'cept Sunday. You in or you out?" > She turns and looks at the woman. "Exactly what I just told him. Yes, the cords are right."
Post number #333052, ID: b70a10
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>>333049 "i can get some drones to help. Free of charge. But if you want i can help the fellow in the back with the lilim." >in that time a robotic bug flies to his finger
Post number #333053, ID: a43f98
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>>333048 "Yeah, no problem. Anywho, are you talking of the garden access for helping, or like.. the 'Garden'? 'Cause with plants, ya' can go with Valentine, and she'll get ya'."
Post number #333057, ID: a43f98
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>>333052 > She squints behind her aviators before shaking her head. "Kaz likes his peace when working with lilims. I'd bet it's alright for now."
Post number #333058, ID: a43f98
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"But the drone help would be nice, yeah."
> She turns and looks for the woman with the cane.
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>>333056 > Kazuki laughs a bit. "Trust me, half the things I do aren't legal anyways. Come on, I got ya'." > He stands and begins to lead John out of the barn, to the shed in the back of the house.
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>>333058 "of course then ma'am" >and just like his own entry >a few somewhat humanoid shaped drones appear in an orange flash >they wait for instructions
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>>333064 "A'ight, ya'll come with me and we'll get to work. Thanks, boy." > Valentine beckons the drones to follow her to the greenhouse.
Post number #333068, ID: b70a10
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>>333066 >they do as told (you can control them) >the dude is left surveying their systems from a tablet
Post number #333069, ID: a43f98
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"That's a good third of our stock, right now. Actually.." >>333065 > Kazuki opens the shed, to reveal stairs. He leads him down into an underground layer kept for the more dark things. Plants of all sorts of illegal material pop up in the area.
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> The woman with the cane has attempted to follow Kazuki and John, curious as to their doings. She hopes she managed to get by Valentine silently.
Post number #333071, ID: a43f98
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>>333068 > Valentine puts them to work, starting with some on basic watering, and caring for potted plants, then getting the rest to work outside the house on grounded plants, replacing soil and fertilizing, etc. Something that would naturally take one or two people a solid two or three hours.
Post number #333074, ID: a43f98
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>>333073 "Oh you know.. Usual prices, times the number of however many you get, plus shipping, import, and whatever the hell else dealers get shit for."
Post number #333077, ID: a43f98
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>>333070 >Woman with cane has.. Surpassed Valentine, now trailing behind in the underground section, however an interesting turn off is to her left, implemented 'arms' at nearby signs and signals.
Post number #333078, ID: a43f98
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>>333076 "Easy. I'm a bigger arms dealer than I am, uh.. This." > He chuckles. about to turn around. "Rather see for yourself?"
Post number #333079, ID: 080653
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>The woman darts to the entrance and disappears inside, already searching for a place to hide.
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>>333079 > Inside, the first thing to come across her are dozens of glass cases, wall shelves and more stocked full of.. Guns. Big guns, small guns, explosives, and more, stuck on display in a neat order, right in front of her.
Post number #333084, ID: a43f98
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> Kaz nods and turns fully, heading back for the rooms they passed, quite excited to show off a bit, actually.
Post number #333086, ID: 080653
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>>333084 >The woman has took her chance to hide in a far corner of the room, controlling her breath to keep silence to a maximum.
Post number #333087, ID: a43f98
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> Kazuki opens the doors, reavealing the weapons plastered practically every, layed out in front of John.
Post number #333090, ID: a43f98
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(Everywhere*)
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>>333071 >they do so rather efficiently as they are robots that do not need breaks and are not prone to human error >of course then they are prone to robot error thus the man is there observe their systems and such from a tablet >not all boring for him though, he is enjoying the (i assume) grassy scenery ,book in hand
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>>333092 "Aw... How'd you know? That was like, my favorite movie, man." >>333091 > Valentine makes sure they're all busy, before returning to the man, sitting down next to him and sighing. "So where you from?"
Post number #333097, ID: b70a10
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>>333094 "new Washington. Although neo fresco after that" >he says with a glorious sip of iced tea
Post number #333099, ID: a43f98
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>>333098 "Yeah, well.. This is just the first room. We've.. Well, I've got more, like mobile units and such. Want a tank? We got tanks." >>333097 "Sound's 'bout right. What's yer name?"
Post number #333101, ID: 080653
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>The woman keeps low, moving around and taking off her shoes and socks to prevent sound being made as she does. She keeps distance from Kaz and John however unable from being spotted if they look too far past thr glass.
Post number #333102, ID: b70a10
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>>333099 "cyrus lechance ma'am" >he responds while monitoring the drones.that and moar tea
Post number #333105, ID: a43f98
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>>333102 "Pleasure meetin' ya', Cyrus. A'hm Jill. And ehm.. No need for the ma'am, i'm 17, not 25."
"Er, not to my knowledge.. I've been thinking about them, but.."
Post number #333108, ID: b70a10
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>>333105 "alright then jill." >he looks about 17 to 2X (i like to keep it undecided) "so i must ask, why a farm?"
Post number #333109, ID: b70a10
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>>333105 "alright then jill." >he looks about 17 to 2X (i like to keep it undecided) "so i must ask, why a farm?"
Post number #333112, ID: 080653
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>>333104 > She stops moving around, staying as low as possible to avoid detection. She waits for either of them to get close behind the G36 assault rifles.
Post number #333113, ID: a43f98
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>>333111 "Heavier weapons. Mountable turrets, rockets, artillery.. And in the next is the armoured vehicles.
Post number #333115, ID: a43f98
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>>333108 "'Cause it was easy. Natural food becomes a bit pricy once replaced by this other stuff. Plus, livin' like this takes no dependencies."
Post number #333118, ID: a43f98
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> Kaz stops and looks to him in confusion.
"..?"
Post number #333120, ID: a43f98
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"A.. Particular thing?"
Post number #333128, ID: a43f98
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"Oh, 417s? of course." > Kaz points at the wall next to the G36s.
Post number #333129, ID: a43f98
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"On the house, for ya'. Just take one and go."
Post number #333131, ID: b70a10
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>>333115 "huh thats nice.." >he looks up at the sky "...seems like something she would like..." >he mutters with a tinge of melancholy >he head out of it "um uh anything else?"
Post number #333133, ID: a43f98
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"Hm... We've got.... Mechs?" >>333131
Post number #333139, ID: a43f98
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>>333137 "Nah, ammo's stored seperate."
Post number #333140, ID: a43f98
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"But if you want, I've got a shooting range we can test out."
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>>333137 > Realizing how close he is, The woman attempts to scoot across to a safe spot hidden behind a case.
Post number #333146, ID: a43f98
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"Workbench? I've got plenty. C'mon." > He begins to lead to the next room. >>333144
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>>333150 > Shit, she thinks to herself as she quickly goes from almost standing to hiding on the opposite side of the G36s.
Post number #333157, ID: a43f98
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> He leads into the next room. Everything from your cheap pipe bombs to the deadliest of artillery lies in this one, large room. Even protection, such as flak jackets and hazmat suits exist in here. A workbench sits in the far left corner.
Post number #333158, ID: a43f98
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"Right over there." > Kaz points to the far left corner.
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> With that out of the way, The woman sighs in relief and begins to roam, freely about the first room. >>333153
Post number #333160, ID: b70a10
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>>333133 "um can you specifie please?"
Post number #333163, ID: a43f98
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>>333160 (Thought that was johnny boy for a second, mechs wasn't the correct answer at all) "Ah.. S-Sorry, uhm.. We run a metal and robotics business here. so everything runs smooth with us."
>>333161 "Ah, yeah, I believe we do." > Kaz watches for a second before maneuvering for the next door. "Let me see if I can, ehm.. Find it."
Post number #333164, ID: b70a10
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>>333163 "no i mean do you need anything else from me?"
Post number #333166, ID: a43f98
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>>333164 > A bit embarrassed, she shakes her head. "O-Oh, ehm.. N-No, this is all we needed. Thank you, though."
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>>333165 "Yeah!" > Kazuki disappears behind the door.
Post number #333169, ID: a5ab19
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> The woman picks out a gun she likes before walking for the door, giving a count in her head mentally before she opens it. Cane in one arm, submachine gun in the other.
Post number #333170, ID: b70a10
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>>333166 "hah, why so flustered?" >tea sip
Post number #333171, ID: a5ab19
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"Well, knock knock." > She speaks from behind >>333165
Post number #333174, ID: a43f98
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>>333170 "Oh, nothin'. I just got.. Caught off guard by yer question."
Post number #333180, ID: a5ab19
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"Right now. whomever you want me to be." > The weapon in her hand is recognized as a steyr TMP, complete with stock and extended clip. She approached John at a reasonably slow pace.
Post number #333198, ID: b70a10
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>>333174 "alright?i guess ill take my leave then. Auf wiedersehen Fraulein" >and he disappears in an orange flash
Post number #333448, ID: a5ab19
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>>333210 It explodes right in her hand, she stumbles a bit, but further more doesn't react. Now, with a blood dripping hand, she sighs and shakes her head, continuing to John. "I'll be.. I'm not threatening to you. am I?"
Post number #333454, ID: a5ab19
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>>333448 (Forgot my >)
Post number #333468, ID: a5ab19
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>She shakes her head. "I've been hurt worse. Tell me, are you the Kazuki I'm looking for?"
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>>333471 >Asian, she looks at him with an almost smug look. brown eyes, and dark black, neck length hair. "Am I still suspicious. Or is there something there I can't see?"
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>>333471 "Yeah, I'm coming, hold on!" > Kaz's voice echoes inside. He's gone a bit of ways away.
Post number #333490, ID: a5ab19
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>>333487 "A burning Shepherd.. One of fire, I presume." >She confirms. Is it he? The one she's been searching for?
Post number #333491, ID: a5ab19
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"Rings a bell."
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>>333498 "Ah, my mistake." >A smart one, she thinks. passing off her suspicion for now. She takes the bandaids and quic-clot.
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> Kaz re-enters the room with a box full of everything, placing it onto the workbench for John. "There you go." > He turns to the women before bowing slightly. "Well hello, I'm Kaz, whose you?"
Post number #333509, ID: a5ab19
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>>333506 "Ada. Ada song." >She nods her hello to Kazuki, before looking to John. "I'm afraid I never got your name."
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"Gotcha." >He assumes the pieces on the ground were the gun and continues to sigh.
Post number #333542, ID: a5ab19
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>>333535 "Fair." > She nods and takes focus on the guns. "Otherwise, I suppose I've still got questions, for you, Kazuki."
Post number #333547, ID: b2cfaf
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"L-Love birds?" > Kaz watches him walk away before sighing, looking to Ada. "Don't make this awkward, please."
Post number #334065, ID: c20398
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"I'll try not to." > Ada giggles lightly, crossing her arms. "So, to begin, how do you do business here? I'm interested in what you have supplied."
Post number #334233, ID: a33a43
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"Pick out what you want, the price is right, if you like it, it's yours." > Simple rules for a complex business. >>334065
Post number #334236, ID: a5ab19
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"I see.. Well, here, in that case I'd like to discuss the price of what I want from you. And maybe, if you're willing, we'll split it." > Ada suddenly presses against Kazuki, forcing him softly against the workbench.
Post number #334239, ID: a33a43
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"Sorry, Im not for sale on *any* terms." >Kaz chuckles.
Post number #334241, ID: a5ab19
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"I'm sure we can.. Fix that." > She places one hand on his chest and another... There.
Post number #334244, ID: a5ab19
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> Before giving Kazuki a chance, she kisses him straight on the lips, and holds it. She refuses to let go.
Post number #334248, ID: a33a43
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> Kazuki doesn't resist cause FUCK ALL. But forces her back lightly enough to speak. "Your offer... Whatever it may be... Is accepted." >He returns to her lips, rather unpleased with himself for losing such a simple fuckingndice roll
Post number #334250, ID: a5ab19
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>>334248 > Humiliating Kazuki enough, She forces him into sex with seduction. And in the end, finds herself laying on the floor with the gun Kazuki had, under her head as a pillow.
Post number #334253, ID: a5ab19
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> Kaz lays upon the workbench, tired, and asleep. Naps after sex is a big must for him, by how easily he went out.
Post number #334258, ID: a5ab19
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(This is Ada) "Yes, dear." > The female voice speaks up, remembering to pull loose clothing back on.
Post number #334271, ID: a5ab19
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"Of course, of course.." > She turns to sit up, inspecting the gun over before standing fully to face him. "You must believe, I have found lots of answer, here."
Post number #334276, ID: a5ab19
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"Tell me, sheep. Did you do it on purpose?"
Post number #334282, ID: a5ab19
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"Oh, you~" > She giggles lightly, a bit happy. "I am glad to see you, finally. I'd never thought I'd get the second chance."
Post number #334296, ID: a5ab19
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"Oh why yes... But still, old projects are fun to visit." > She takes a glance back to Kazuki before looking up to John. "I'm deciding on him, he's perfect in their standards."
Post number #334306, ID: a5ab19
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"Please, that's the effect." > She lets him get as close as he wants, her gaze rising due to his height superiority. "Why did you leave that one time? Where did you go?"
Post number #334309, ID: a5ab19
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"Ah, I'm sorry. I should've been more careful. With you." > She gets to an even height with him and leans against him. "But, whatever may be, you're still the strongest of all my sheep."
Post number #334315, ID: a5ab19
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>>334312 "Him? He isn't a sheep. No, he's a Prophet. About like you, black sheep, similar. But so different."
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Post number #334642, ID: ceca6d
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>>334321 "Just fine. they're making leeway in research and their going to be pushing here, in Glitch City soon." > She grows a suspicion, but doesn't show anything. "How's the boy? How's Tommy? I haven't been able to find him as easily as I have you."
Post number #334655, ID: ceca6d
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>>334649 >Ada shakes her head. "It's fine with me, but I'm afraid I have no say in what the company does."
Post number #334664, ID: ceca6d
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>>334658 "What do you mean?"
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>She scans him over, able to tell something's up. But makes no remarks nonetheless. "I suppose I did... He played well though, very interesting." _She backs from John, only to turn and return to Kazuki._
Post number #334672, ID: 50ad95
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> The great Kazuki awakes on his own, rather groggily. His blurred vision keeps him from recognizing Ada on the spot as he sits up. "Ah- wha?"
Post number #334677, ID: ceca6d
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"Noted, I shall hope so, Black sheep." > She let's John leave before turning to Kazuki. "Well hello, I see you enjoyed the ritual?"
Post number #334685, ID: 50ad95
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>>334677 "T-The ritual..?" > He sees John disappearing, and realizes he's halfway out of his clothes before sighing. "Oh, what have I done this time.."
Post number #334691, ID: ceca6d
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>>334685 "I am happy, Kazuki. You've made my night. I believe it's time, also." > She seems excited, a completely different attitude from earlier.
Post number #334692, ID: 50ad95
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"T-Time?"
Post number #334861, ID: ceca6d
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"Initiatin, Kaz. You accepted the deal. You're going to be the New leader. Come, come with me and we can start the ritual." >She begins tugging on Kazuki, forcing him to stand and follow her. If he goes, she leads him off property.
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> He follows, rather unwillingly. Sighing as he makes sure he has Jhenson's gun with him before they leave his farm completely.
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Post number #336619, ID: 1af917
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>A Lada begins to ride up to the farm, in which is Kaz, and... A EOD suit, barely fitting in the car. In the back, you can just make out some sort of machine gun...
Post number #336625, ID: fc6d7b
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> Men can be seen entering and re-entering through the underground template. Since they've been gone, weapons and armoured vehicles have been transported out.
Post number #336629, ID: 1af917
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>>336625 >The Lada stops, and EOD suit waves for Kaz to get out, as he pulls the now clearly visible M2 machine gun, and gets out himself.
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>>336629 "Ah.. I-I didn't agree to them taking weapons and vehicles." > He follows out carefully.
Post number #336654, ID: 46a910
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>>336633 >The EOD suit, painted with a few red crosses on white, hoists in his machine gun, and fire a few shots in the air.
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> Upon spotting the EOD, one of the men shout to alert the rest. Everyone that heard the gunshots begin to speed up their work, pack up and haul ass to get away with what they have.
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>>336838 "CEASE." >The EOD Crusader booms.
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> Those outside of the transport vehicles do so almost immediately, however the remaining that are unable continue fleeing, many a few making their escape quick.
Post number #336862, ID: 1af917
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> The EOD dismisses them. "I got you here safe. The rest of the road is yours."
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| >Not too far outside of Glitch city limits, sits a lonely little place hidden in the leaves. A large farm and ranch powered by the finest of cheap technology sits silently, occupied by livestock, and a dog, napping on the front porch of the house.