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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/14/2015 10:06:27 PM
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[b]NYC, 1705 hours, JT [/b]
[b]JT texts Lance from the roof of the Empire State Building [/b]
"Lance, meet me at these coordinates"
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[i]He hears a voice from behind him.[/i] "You called?"
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[b]He turns, and you see the left half of his face is burned off again[/b] "How fast can you kill 150,000 people?"
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http://m.imgur.com/NHsLIWJ.jpg [i]Lance wears his civilian clothing, black t shirt and jeans, his swords across his back for a change.[/i] "Run that back JT."
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"I need 150,000 terrorists dead. You able to help?" [b]He says, loading a black M4A1 carbine, and putting it across his back, on the left side, and loading a AK-47 and slinging it across the right half[/b]
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"No, I'm not. I'm not one for a senseless massacre."
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[b]He looks at you, a sense of need coming from him[/b] "Lance, the NWH has gone rouge, they have tanks and guns, and are planning to strike San Diego! Our kids are in danger! They have tanks goddamnit! Look, I can't do this alone, and I don't think I can trust anyone else, please"
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"I can teleport in, grab my kids, and leave. This isn't my issue."
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"Fūck man, mind grabbing mine as well? Or are you above saving someone else's kids!" [b]He says, walking to the edge of the building, and climbing down[/b]
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[i] He rolls his eyes.[/i] "Go to URNA. You're PMC is small shit compared to them."
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"That's the plan" [i]He says, climbing down[/i]
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"I'll get your kids if I must. My kids will stay there until I have to get them out."
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[b]He is unable to hear this, as he is halfway down[/b]
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[i] He rolls his eyes, teleporting to the boarding school and looking for his daughters.[/i]
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[b]You spot Natalie entering her military grade tank[/b]
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"Natalie." [i] Lance says, walking over to her. She's never met him, but she knows he's important somehow or another. He walks with an air of superiority and confidence, like walking Death himself.[/i]
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"The hell are you?" [b]She asks, standing on top[/b]
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"Lance May."
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"That's supposed to mean something?"
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[i] He rolls his eyes.[/i] "You asked me who I was, and I told you. I'm a friend of your dads. The Ronin, Triple Swordsman, those mean anything?"
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"I've known him for, like, a week before he sent me here. Told me he knew some badass wish a sword and his thief best friend, and brought up a few things. What'd you need?"
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[i] He rolls his eyes again, mumbling something.[/i] "He wants you home. So I'm here to get you and your sister."
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"Alright, where's your ride, or are we driving a tank across the ocean?"
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[i]He teleports next to her.[/i] "Where's your sister?"
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"Dorm"
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[i] He grabs her arm and teleports to the girls dorm.[/i] "Which one?"
