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Post by AlmosDug on Sept 13, 2014 19:36:58 GMT -6
"Yeah, you've said that, though not in as many words. How do you survive though? I don't see food or anything. I mean, you have to be getting the energy to survive from somewhere, and I heven't seen anything in here or out there. You've mentioned you're radioactive, I know because of... um... oh, that thing about cancer. So even if you only survive off of radiation, nuclear energy, you have to get it somewhere."
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 13, 2014 19:45:02 GMT -6
"You heard what they said about restocking and refueling, right?"
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Post by AlmosDug on Sept 13, 2014 19:54:11 GMT -6
"But I thought that was your first time meeting them? Unless... why did you go through the orientation with me, if you've been in contact with them? How many times have they offered you pay and housing? Why do you even still live down here?"
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 13, 2014 19:57:07 GMT -6
"I was there to keep you comforted, stable, and contained if needed."
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Post by AlmosDug on Sept 13, 2014 20:02:30 GMT -6
"Tch. Guess you're happy to find out how weak I am then. So, why do you live down here then? Even if you want to be alone... there's got to be places better than this..." Kyrie looked down sullenly, remembering all the times she said that same thing to herself.
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Post by HHDeception on Sept 14, 2014 18:27:09 GMT -6
*klink klink klink*
A girl walked out of a liquor store with a few cases of 190-proof vodka. The store keeper didn't ask about anything but ID. He figured that if he asked he'd lose one of his best customers to the police.
The problem Anthea has with carrying things is that they often can't move as fast as she can. After an unbearably long walk across the street to her apartment building, up about 30 stories, and into her room, she zipped everything into a cooler at her usual supersonic pace and emptied two bottles of their contents. Immediately her focus sharpened as the ethanol worked its way into her body.
The display of her phone flashed past her face at a speed only she could register. Her hologram showed her slipping the phone into her pocket. In reality it was teleported back and from from one of many secure locations Anthea had created to store anything she might need. The teleporter was built into her body, but carrying anything else around would both slow her down, and likely crumble under the mass dilation.
Anyways, time to go.
*knock knock knock*
Anthea poked her head through a door in America.
"Hello. Is there a Brook here?"
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 14, 2014 18:29:35 GMT -6
"There is none where I don't run the risk of hurting others."
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Post by AlmosDug on Sept 14, 2014 18:59:24 GMT -6
"So why not make one then? I dunno how much space you need, but it can't be too hard to clear out a big enough space, those lizards probably have plenty of bases, and there's got to be some abandoned property out there. Maybe a block or two? You could even have access to these tunnels for when you want to leave," she said while patting the ground. "And it'd probably be nice to see what the weather's like and all that. Maybe you could even get a hill to look out from. All that's needed is that nobody's around, and I'm sure there are places like that. Sounds nice, right?"
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 14, 2014 19:06:08 GMT -6
"Have you seen the rest of the ship?" Manhattan asked. "The people here are packed like sardines."
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Post by AlmosDug on Sept 14, 2014 19:10:07 GMT -6
"I've been with you since I woke, you know what I've seen," Kyrie muttered with a glare. "What about the other ships? There are two or three other ones, aren't there? They can't all be thoroughly packed."
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 14, 2014 19:12:53 GMT -6
"These ships were the last vestige of hope for humanity." Manhattan replied. "Any place that isn't packed with people is either too dangerous or off-limits."
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Post by AlmosDug on Sept 14, 2014 19:17:46 GMT -6
"Wow, you sure cast a darker light on the place than those lizards did." Shaking her head, Kyrie resumes speaking. "Anyway, why not get a little private ship? I'm sure they'd like having you a safe distance away from the actual civilization, but within reach. You could just have your own little place next to one of the big ships, and teleport in or whatever when you're needed. Or do you have a problem with that too?"
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 14, 2014 19:22:59 GMT -6
"I am unsure on the method of teleportation used in the ships."
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Post by AlmosDug on Sept 14, 2014 19:30:06 GMT -6
"So we ask them about it, it's not that hard. We could do it now, since we're not doing anything else," she declared, standing up. "Coming?"
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 14, 2014 19:31:19 GMT -6
"No."
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Post by AlmosDug on Sept 14, 2014 19:42:22 GMT -6
"Feh. Yeah, should've seen that coming. What's your problem this time, Manny? Don't wanna bother the bosses?"
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 14, 2014 19:43:20 GMT -6
"I am content to stay here."
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Post by AlmosDug on Sept 14, 2014 20:11:16 GMT -6
"Pigs are content wallowing in s***. So what? Doesn't mean they should. Think of it this way, it'll be more convenient, for both you and anyone who wants to get ahold of you. Right?"
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 14, 2014 20:14:34 GMT -6
"No, it won't." Manhattan reasoned. "Housing aboard a small vessel increases the number of dangers and problems I'd face."
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Post by AlmosDug on Sept 14, 2014 20:21:55 GMT -6
"Oh, my, god! Fine! Be some lonely a** hermit then! See if I care!" Kyrie storms off, attempting to head back the way they came.
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