[b]Allen shoulders through his apartment door. Blood was coming from a bullet hole in his stomach and he cradled his right arm as the wrist and two fingers were broken[/b]
"These guys better have finished with my droid."
[b]Allen falls onto the floor[/b]
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She abruptly awakens on the apartment couch she was sleeping on and wipes a bit of drool from her lip. "Holy shit, how long was I out?" she says to herself as she props herself up with her arms. She navigates through her Tac Pad to see 1,000 credits have been delivered to her. "Guess the job is officially done" she says with a smile as she gets up and exits.
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[b]The droid scans Allen and begins to work on him.[/b] "I see you've been fighting" [b]The droid says.[/b]
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[b]I grunt through the pain[/b] "And they got the personality right too, just for that quip I'm calling you Doc. Enjoy being a cliche. [b]I roll onto my back[/b]
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[b]He continues to work on you.[/b] "Where you fighting a bear?"
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"Nope, might has well been though, trying to get in good with an old group of friends. Not exactly going as planned."
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"We're they in a gang?" [b]He finishes working on him.[/b] "Have a lollypop."[b]Holds a lollypop to him[/b]
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[b]Takes it[/b] "Haha more of a club, an MC. I used to be a VP, just doing their menial work to earn back favor."
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"What has happened?"
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"They found out I was a psion, thought I was a junkie created one, plus I had never told them. They didn't believe me when I said I was born with it. So I've been kicked out, but I need that income and network again, so I find myself going back."
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"Want me to contact help since you couldn't do it yourself?"
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"You're good Doc, just send those two 1,000 each. I need to do this alone, club won't have it any other way, and thanks." [b]Pats the droid on the shoulder[/b]
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Edited by EvoTymes: 8/3/2015 5:31:12 AM"I will give them 1,000 lollypops each. Yes sir."
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"Smartass, we'll get along just fine Doc." ((Closed))