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9/22/2015 12:01:18 AM
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He still holds the sawed-off shotgun, but at this range it would be more than useless, so he silently hopes that the man isn't hostile. He yells out to the figure
"Can I help you with something?"
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"Well no but it looks like you do" -You can't see his face-
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He looks over his shoulder warily, hearing the ever approaching sirens. "I just need a clean getaway. If you can help me with that, I'd be grateful." He hardly seems like the trained fighter that he did seconds ago; rather, he sounds like a grateful teenager.
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Edited by BlindSwift: 9/22/2015 12:11:02 AM"In the dumpster there now" -He nods to a bearby dumpster- "i'll take care of it from there"
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He shakes his head "Enforcements has thermal scans, I wouldn't last a minute. I don't want someone taking heat for me unnecessarily, but I'll run if you're willing to fight."
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"I know that i'm gonna do an old switcheroo"
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He glances over at the dumpster again "You could at least tell me the plan."
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"Look like a hobo ok" -He climbs down to where you were and you see a younger looking guy and he starts to run the direction you were running while firing off shots in the air-
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Eric mutters to himself when you're out of earshot. "Look like a hobo... Seems like you've got that part down perfectly." As much as he hated to admit it, he would feel bad leaving the guy, but he also didn't want to risk being caught should Enforcement take this stranger out. In seconds, he made his choice, and he jumps off of the rooftop with his shotgun to assist you.
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"Your an idiot" -You see he jumps into a sewer grate-
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He hops in besides you "That's up for debate. You lead."
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"Baka" -You see him take sharp turns into another sewer grate to which he climbs up it-
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He sighs, his prosthetic legs used to a much faster pace "On second thought, maybe I should lead. You can just tell me where to go."
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"Huh" -He grabs you and carries you bridal style and starts running-
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He twists his arm at an unnatural angle and smashes a pressure point in your shoulder, breaking your grip and putting you on your knees. "Don't ever do that again. You ready to get moving again?"
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"Fine then how bout this" -He kicks out your knee and starts to run-
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He drops to his other knee and extends his arm in your path, taking out your legs. "I don't want to fight, so let's actually get moving." He leaps clear over your body and starts running in the direction you implied.
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"Then don't hit me again" -He runs to a sheet and pulls it off to reveal his car and drives into traffic to aboid them-
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Edited by GingerlyWalnut3: 9/22/2015 12:55:09 AMEric's legs carry him nearly as fast as the car, but he grudgingly hops in, slower than he might've hoped. "Alright, you win. Where are we going?"
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"Right now nowhere" -He drives into a traffic jam- "Also you might want to look normal"
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Edited by GingerlyWalnut3: 9/22/2015 1:11:51 AMHis arms revert to a normalized state "Better?"
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"Yep" -He says while tuning in to the news-
