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9/28/2015 1:31:08 AM
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"Your "reputation", is a cowardly terrorist organization."
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I move around nervously, as I am afraid to see m'lady unhappy... "Xcuse me Miss, should I patrol around while you handle him?" I ask
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[spoiler] -_-[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Heh Heh I am confused -_-[/spoiler]
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"Hardly. We are a highly organized, well run terrorist organization. Big difference." *We have almost reached the camp, and a pair sentries step out from the shadows silently* "Welcome back, commander." "Tell the boss I got the guy. You guys can have him now, but don't kill him. He has potential." "We'll tell 'em." *Roe continues on her way as one of the sentries steps back into the shadows as the other snaps a pair of electro-cuffs onto Hector* "Alright kid, you are coming with me." *He pushes you forwards, pointing towards the light of the camp* "Just keep moving."
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[b]He walks silently.[/b]
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[spoiler]Why bother narrating how he gets put in jail temporarily? Let's just assume he gets taken to Roe in the morning.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]uhhh.... Hullo?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Been busy.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]sorry Feel like an ass now[/spoiler]
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Edited by bagelbro123: 9/28/2015 5:09:36 PM[spoiler]k[/spoiler] [b]He walks into the room, escorted by two guards, still handcuffed. He has a scowl on his face as he observes the room.[/b]
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*Roe reclines behind a medium-sized desk, reclining on the chair behind it with her feet up* "Ah, welcome!! Take a seat, please." *She motions to the guards* "Just un-cuff him and wait outside please." *They nod and un-cuff Hector, then close the door behind them*
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[b]He sits down, and just stares at Roe, a look of pure anger on his face[/b]
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"Well, welcome to the Department of Information. You've just been drafted!!" *She grins, then swings her feet down and puts her elbows on the desk, holding up her head with her hands* "What would you like to know?"
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"When I get out..."
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"Out of trouble? Never, with that attitude. Relax, I won't kill you. Maybe." *She winks* "So, looks like you got a vengeance thing going, care to explain?"
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"No vengeance. Just careless and reckless."
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"Perfect!! Always looking for your type here in DoI. Most of our agents can't stand the pressure."
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[b]He raises an eyebrow[/b] "Agents?"
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"What do you think we do here, in the Department of Information?" *The corner of her mouth tilts up slightly*
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"What exactly do you plan on making me do."
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"Putting you to work of course. Starting today you are my assistant. That means you stick with me and learn." *She smirks* "Or would you rather be put into the basic training? I'm sure you might be able to survive for a few days."
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Edited by Astrodicle: 10/2/2015 2:14:10 AM[b]He rolls his eyes and takes out a coin.[/b] "Heads I work as your assistant." [b]He tosses the coin up in the air, catches it, and flips it on his wrist. He wrinkles his face at the result.[/b] "Heads..."
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*Her eyes twinkle knowingly as the coin falls, and her grin only grows at the result* "Don't worry about fetching me coffee or filing my paperwork. I can do that all by myself. What your job will be is to defend this island against infiltration, since you showed enough skill to sneak here relatively unnoticed."
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[b]He stares at the coin, a frown upon his face[/b]
