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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/8/2018 2:20:52 AM
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"Gabriel Hawthorne. Gabe. Four. Haw. Thorne. Whatever you may wish to call me..." Gabriel, if that was his name, bowed dramatically, looking up at her. He gave a wild grin before standing tall.
"Physician. MD. Doctor. Whatever you call it, I'm a healer. Of sorts."
English
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"Well, well. Healer eh?" She said, lightening up in her tone. "Say, if you're so good at it... would you mind giving me a hand?" She gestured to herself and her wounds, almost over dramatically. Sarah wouldn't be getting anywhere if she didn't get help, and she [i]needed[/i] to get moving. Fast. It was only a matter of time until Will got out of the city. With the artifact.
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"Happily." Gabriel knelt down in front of her, holding a strange rune like charm in his hand. He mumbled something, placing the rune on her chest and then stepping away. Within a few moments, her wounds were healed almost completely. Save for a scratch or bruise here and there.
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"Huh," she said, stretching. "Magic I suppose? Thanks for that by the way. I guess I owe you an explanation. After all, you did just heal me." Sarah took a breath, actually feeling relatively decent for the first time that night. Except for the fact that her only lead had just been stolen, she was actually doing alright. "Okay. Long story short, I came here to get a former friend of mine onboard with this 'investigation' I'm currently working on. Aka a hell of a treasure hunt. That... *sigh* My point is, he didn't really like the idea of me showing up again. So he had his people beat me up, steal my shit, and went out of town so he could probably just sell it on the black market. So..."
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"So we get it back!" Gabriel looked over his shoulder, pointing down the alleyway. "Pretty sure they went this way." Gabriel started walking before suddenly pivoting around and walking the other way. "Nope. This way!" It seemed he was on board with following her. For... One reason or another.
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"Nah," Sarah said, eying his enthusiasm, "They left by car. Probably to a train yard a few miles west. We're not going to get anywhere on foot. Unless..." She looked over to where her car was (a rental, as she couldn't take an chances here), and smiled. Just a little bit of hope. "Say, you up for car chase?"
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"Always!" Gabriel chirped happily, rushing toward the car and sliding over it's hood onto the other side. "Dibs on shotgun."
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"Heh," she said, appreciating what he was saying. "Well, hope in!" She started driving, eying the road for any sign of the car.
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"Ya know what we're looking for, partner?" Gabriel's English accent disappeared, being replaced by a half assed cowboy one. One that he probably got from watching John Wayne movies.
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"Black car. Heading for an old train yard. Probably a part of a larger convoy." Sarah said, checking her surroundings, "If you don't mind me asking. Why are you wanting to help?"
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"Hoping to get a payday." Gabriel bluntly stated, shrugging his shoulders slightly and grinning.
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Edited by Kruos the Wicked: 1/13/2018 7:12:25 PM"Hey," she said, "I can understand that. Trust me. It'll pay. I'll tell you the details once I get my artifact back." She narrowed her eyes on the road, violently changing her course to get off on a side road. Since they were now away from the city, the roads would become narrower, and more dangerous. The road she had taken had led into a forest, presumably near... somewhere. And so, she stopped on the dirt road she was on, and got out of the car. "Here. Their not too far. Three minutes walk from here to the old trainyard. And I know I promised a car chase, but it seems they got here too quickly."
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"Oh believe when I say, this isn't my first time visiting this damned train yard. I've stopped WAYYYY to many drug deals here..." Gabriel actually chuckled, walking in the direction of the train yard.
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Soon, they would come across it, and boy where they hardcore. In the mess of old train cars and metal that was present in the clearing, it had appeared that a relatively white large transport ship was parked at one end, while William's own car was parked at the other. What was the most interesting is what met in the middle, a group of people talking in what looked to be in the fashion of a negotiation or drug deal. "Bloody hell," Sarah said, "He's selling to -blam!-ing military now?" Sure enough, the group in possession of the transport ship consisted of two Atlas Titan's, a dozen armed men, and a few advanced robotic units. It made William's men look like a bunch of whiny street thugs in comparison. Which they were, this was just a good reference.
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"I'm more concerned about why the bloody hell the Frontier Militia is making deals with thugs..." Gabriel mumbled, eyeballing the Atlas Titans. "How the hell are we supposed to stop this? Get the artifact back??"
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"I don't know," she replied, surveying the deal that was going on before her. "I'm sure as hell that we can't beat them here. Not now. Charging in would probably just get us killed. But..." She paused briefly, thinking about... an idea. "Is there any way that we could put a tracker on that ship without them knowing?"
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"You're in luck." Gabriel started looking through his pockets and cloak before eventually pulling a small circular disc out. He held in between his fingers, showing it off. "Usually made for monsters like werewolves... But this can be an exception."
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"Is that a tracker or a cloak?"
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"You asked for a tracker."
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"Alrighty then," she said, "Then we need to get to that ship. Have a cloaking device as well by any chance?"
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"Not for the two of us, no." Gabriel rifled through his cloak once more, bringing out a triangle shaped object.
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"Well shit." She said, still cautiously eying the deal, "It [i]is[/i] your tech though. I don't want to risk damaging it."
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"Bah. I can always get more. Perks of working for super organization that spans the bloody galaxy." He chuckled, handing it over to her.
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"Alright then." Sarah said enthusiastically, taking the device. She took out something, put it onto her ear, and brought out another. "Here. Take this. It's an m-class focus and listening device. That way you can hear what they're saying. Anything goes wrong, I'll signal you."
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"You got it." He took the communication device and place it in his ear, nodding his head. "Here we go."
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She activated the cloak, moving toward the transport ship as she went. From here, he could now hear the conversation. There were two speakers, one being the man identified as William and the other being the woman that was supposedly involved with Frontier. [quote][Unknown]: Do you have the artifact with you? William: Yes. The money? [U]: Certainly. It will be delivered to you once I see and have the artifact.[/quote] He brought at a small, pyramid-shaped device of a black color. While showing to her, he was still cautious. [quote]W: No no no. Give me the money first. Can't be too sure. [U]: Give me the artifact, William. I'll get you your money. Or would you want this to be harder than it truly has to be?[/quote]
