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Offline hack
04-09-2010, 02:32 AM, (This post was last modified: 04-09-2010, 02:34 AM by hack.)
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"Hey Chief, Lousy weather out there, still hasn't cleared. At least it's keeping the bad element inside too." Hull Remarked

Swiiip....

Hull heard that familiar sound.... One that he had attuned his ears to. One that had kept him alive.

It was a weapon being unsheathed....

Also, that strange noise was in his head again... one that had only manifested itself twice.... both times it was bad news.

Hull started to look around to see where the noise was coming from, and located it. Seymore had something out and was staring at the woman that had given Hull a very languid look earlier..

"Chief, heads up, the Shi.."

Hull never finished the sentence.

Formerly known as LPI Police Chief Hull O'Brien.
Creator of Sgt. V. Price, 207th Precinct out of Chula Vista Station
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Offline Zapp
04-09-2010, 02:43 AM,
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Matt assessed the situation quickly and coldly.

Fact: Sergeant Seymore Justice had his hand on his gun, eying a woman with suspicion.

Fact: That woman was fondling some sort of cube. It was glowing.

Fact: Hull's senses were telling him there was trouble, and he was shouting.

Fact: The woman was sitting in a corner seat. She wore a black trenchcoat and some sort of helmet.

He made a quick assessment. The cube could be an artifact; active by the looks of it. It could be some trinket that glowed. But it had obviously made Seymore jumpy, and Hull as well. However, it didn't appear to be an immediate danger. Another fact: the room was full of cops.

"Sergeant, stand down!" he barked, glancing over to Hull. Keeping a safe distance, the Chief continued, this time to the woman: "What is that you have there?"

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Offline Garrett Jax
04-09-2010, 02:55 AM,
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Seymore didn't know if he should be angry at being commanded to stand down, or relieved that both the Chief and Hull were here to handle the situation. Probably the latter, he thought. Swallowing a mouthful of bile, he clicked the safety on his weapon and gently placed it back in its holster.

The Chief was handling things now. He always got to the bottom of things. Maybe now we can get some answers to the questions that were bouncing around his mind. Who is this woman? What is she carrying? What are her intentions? Seymore was feeling the anxiety creep up his spine. His hand stayed down around his holster.

All he could do now was wait...

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Offline sv-17
04-09-2010, 06:10 AM,
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Matt woke up in the infirmary, his head Buzzing.

"ow my head.....wait...WHY ARE THERE PURPLE DRAGONS EVERY WHERE!?!?!?!?! AAAAHHHHH!!!!!"

Matt starts to run, but runs into the wall with a thunk! he falls on his ass still screaming at the top of his lungs!

"WHAT THE HELL WAS IN THAT DRINK!?!?!?!?!"

You, you, and you: Panic. The rest of you, come with me.


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Offline Maskage
04-09-2010, 06:32 AM,
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JD Masket sits at a nearby table slowly drinking a large coffee. He stares at the scene with a completely blank expression. Through his large dark sunglasses and wide brimmed hat, it is impossible to tell if he is pissed off, or just doesn't care. One hand is below the table, perhaps resting on his belt, or his tazer...
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Offline Osilon
04-09-2010, 08:57 AM,
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The woman seemed mildly amused at the reaction of the police towards her toy.
:This thing? It's a cube:

A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
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Offline Glis
04-09-2010, 12:03 PM,
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When the Bounty Hunter named Razor Callahan walked into the bar he noticed quite a few of Police Officers and one rookie sitting oh the floor yelling he said "Quiet! people here came to relax not to listen rookies scream after having one drink." He sat down and ordered some Libertly Ale.

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Offline Osilon
04-09-2010, 12:10 PM, (This post was last modified: 04-09-2010, 01:35 PM by Osilon.)
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At the sight of a familiar face the woman smiled. Placing her helmet to the left of her, on another seat, she looked at Callahan and waved.
She had neck-length black hair, with slight red at the tips, and blue eyes that shone more than a normal person's should. To most people, her appearance was captivating.

She knew she had to do something about those police officers. All those guns could be dangerous...not really, but it was an annoyance she would not like to take. So, releasing about two dozen nanites from her form, she sent them towards the police folk.
The guns are useless, she thought, but the tazers could be potentially dangerous to me.
Redirecting her nanites, she created a wire between the two nodes inside the tazers of three of the cops, hull, the chief, and the Masket fellow sitting nearby.

A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
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Offline Glis
04-09-2010, 12:34 PM,
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Callahan waved back and went back to his drink. Thinking "Whats she upto?" He pulled the little gadget thingy out of his pocket and started tinkering with it again.

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Offline Osilon
04-09-2010, 01:03 PM,
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The woman looked at Callahan. He had something interesting. She was interested in this thing. Though she would rather sit here and make police officers nervous. The curious thing could wait.

A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
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