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Jun 30 2004, 05:25 PM
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 577 Joined: 12-June 04 Member No.: 6,398 |
By the third time Oz caught a glimpse of the same two sports cars in his sensors despite having used two different exits to get right back ont he same freeway, his suspicions gets the better of him.
Patching into the comm system so Crow can hear, he lets the others know. "We're being followed. A pair of Eurocar Westwinds, both black. Brace yourself, it's gonna get ugly." |
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Jun 30 2004, 06:04 PM
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Dragon ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 4,138 Joined: 10-June 03 From: Tennessee Member No.: 4,706 |
Bunny slides a Browning out of one of her sleeves and hangs on as Oz takes evasive action. She tries to catch a glimpse of the tailing cars, but with the full back seat it proves impossible. Instead, she slows her breathing and tries to concentrate on what she needs to do if a shootout starts.
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Jun 30 2004, 09:33 PM
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Samurai ![]() ![]() Group: Validating Posts: 574 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Lancashire,UK Member No.: 169 |
Slick nods his head, "Yeah, seen 'em too Oz, they're definitely trailing us."
He then pulls his own Browning from it's holster, "Hope you can loose them, I'm not so good with these things." |
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Jun 30 2004, 11:10 PM
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Target ![]() Group: Members Posts: 34 Joined: 24-September 02 Member No.: 3,317 |
Upon hearing Oz's comment, Crow casually, over the span of a minute or so, begins to decelerate until Oz is forced to pass her. Once passed, she accelerates to his speed and tries to keep up when the shit hits the fan.
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Jul 1 2004, 08:29 PM
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Why oh why didn't I take the blue pill. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 6,545 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Gloomy Boise Idaho Member No.: 2,006 |
Crow falls back slowing down enough that most cars pass her. She scoots in tight behind the prowler. Oz mimics her move exactly. He drifts over into the carpool lane and start to slow down. The few other cars on the freeway speed by and hurl insults. One of the Eurocars speeds up. It’s black tinted windows make the occupant’s invisible as the high performance sports car fly’s by.
The next exit approaches slowly. It is the first of five exits that lead to Redmond. The first two lead to the more respectable part, the rest to the Barrens you all know and love. |
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Jul 6 2004, 07:01 AM
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Why oh why didn't I take the blue pill. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 6,545 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Gloomy Boise Idaho Member No.: 2,006 |
Oz carefully slows the car down, forcing his followers to either reveal themselves, or pass. They do both. One car speeds up and drives by the slowing vehicle. The tinted black windows reveal nothing.
The first exit slowly diverges from the main lane into it’s own. A gentle turn that leads down. At the absolute last second, Oz hits the gas, and turns the wheel hard over. The wheels screech as they grab the pavement and jerk the car over the meridian of grass, down the incline and on to the Redmond Exit. Crow, not to be out done, puts her bike into a partial slide as she leans hard over. She revs the engine and breaks the rear tire loose as she hits the exit. While the incline is not very steep, it is enough for her to get air. The bike slams into the ground behind the Prowler threatening to loose control. Crows ever precise balance however keeps the metal beast in check. The Eurocar begins to attempt the same maneuver, however the driver seems plagued with indecision. He turns, then aborts, and then turns again, but by then it is too late. |
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Jul 6 2004, 07:27 AM
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 269 Joined: 14-February 04 Member No.: 6,078 |
"Damn fragging showoffs," Merc mutters, readjusting her Gucci tortoiseshell sunglasses. She raises her voice a bit. "Don't know what's worse, Oz, the BTLs or you egging her on."
The jibe is delivered by the same sharp edged tongue that you're all quite familiar with, but there's a river of tension beneath it. Merc tilts her head to see if she can catch a glimpse of Crow in the side mirror. |
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Jul 6 2004, 08:58 AM
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 403 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Kill Em All Member No.: 2,018 |
Rex pipes up from the back seat, "Well, at least Oz can't complain about my spirit... it hasn't done anything yet."
Its hard to tell whether the kid is pouting or trying not to laugh. |
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Jul 6 2004, 12:09 PM
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Dragon ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 4,138 Joined: 10-June 03 From: Tennessee Member No.: 4,706 |
Bunny twists her shoulders and gives an outward "push" trying to get the other people in the back seat to not crowd her as badly as they were. The turn had sent them sliding her way and it was constraining. "Frag, hope that's the worst of it..."
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Jul 6 2004, 04:26 PM
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Why oh why didn't I take the blue pill. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 6,545 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Gloomy Boise Idaho Member No.: 2,006 |
Rex can feel the astral presence of his spirit surrounding the car, protecting it from harm, but not actively doing anything at the moment. ‘Lowrider’ speeds through the suburbia section of Redmond in an effort to get through the side streets as quickly as possible and back on to a main thoroughfare.
Crow sticks to the tail of the Prowler like glue, never more than twenty feet behind the low slung sports car. |
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Jul 6 2004, 05:54 PM
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 577 Joined: 12-June 04 Member No.: 6,398 |
While cruising through an unusually quiet portion of the backstreets and satisfied that he lost the Westwinds, Oz shifts the Prowler's paintjob to a simple green tone and flips the transponder library and plates to a random setting only a few moments before hitting the exit back onto the freeway leading out of Redmond. He stays on the freeway just long enough to get to a point where he can disappear back onto the sidestreets until they hit their destination.
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Jul 6 2004, 11:12 PM
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Samurai ![]() ![]() Group: Validating Posts: 574 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Lancashire,UK Member No.: 169 |
"Yeah! Nice drivin Oz," Slick heaves a sigh of relief and reholsters his Browning.
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Jul 6 2004, 11:15 PM
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Dragon ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 4,138 Joined: 10-June 03 From: Tennessee Member No.: 4,706 |
"Yeah, nice," Bunny grumbles as she tries to put some space between herself and the car door and back off the edge of the seat. "Can't say you didn't warn us," she mutters under her breath in typical surly fashion.
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Jul 7 2004, 04:18 PM
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Why oh why didn't I take the blue pill. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 6,545 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Gloomy Boise Idaho Member No.: 2,006 |
A few minutes pass as everyone is very careful to check for tails. The two black sports cars see, gone for good. Twenty minutes later the Prowler is pulling up to the address in the Everett.
The house is big. Easily the size of Crow's and Mercury's whole complex. A stone wall surrounds it, and a wrought iron gate protects it. Next to the gate is a security terminal. |
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Jul 10 2004, 07:58 PM
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 269 Joined: 14-February 04 Member No.: 6,078 |
Merc checks the place out as Oz pulls up to the gate, looking specifically for cameras and other security measures.
"I didn't get any special instructions for this part. Oz, go ahead and ring the doorbell." Merc nods toward the security terminal on the driver's side, and then looks over her shoulder at Rex. "Can you have one of your little friends case the house for us? Don't set off any alarms. Just give it a once over." |
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Jul 11 2004, 04:23 AM
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 403 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Kill Em All Member No.: 2,018 |
Rex looks a bit pensive... "Well, I can try... but that takes a few moments and I can't do it without getting out of the car and being a bit obvious about it... How about we just try the doorbell first?"
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Jul 11 2004, 08:23 AM
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 269 Joined: 14-February 04 Member No.: 6,078 |
Merc frowns, peering up at the large house. "I'd rather be sure there's nothing special going on before we announce ourselves. Can you project, and check it out yourself?"
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Jul 11 2004, 10:11 AM
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 403 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Kill Em All Member No.: 2,018 |
Rex sighs... "Rules off now? Bandages and Spray-On Skin at the ready? Remember what happened when I decided to see what Downtown was like projecting? Are you prepared to see that again?"
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Jul 11 2004, 02:43 PM
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 577 Joined: 12-June 04 Member No.: 6,398 |
"Oh for frag's sake, quit bein' a baby and do it already."
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Jul 12 2004, 05:21 AM
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Samurai ![]() ![]() Group: Validating Posts: 574 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Lancashire,UK Member No.: 169 |
Slick reacquires his Condor's signal as the Prowler enters Everett, and uses the drones passive sensors to check out the building.
"I'm checking the place out now, so lets all stay inside for a minute." |
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Jul 12 2004, 12:13 PM
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Dragon ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 4,138 Joined: 10-June 03 From: Tennessee Member No.: 4,706 |
Fidgeting, Bunny waits for the recon to complete.
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Jul 12 2004, 01:51 PM
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 403 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Kill Em All Member No.: 2,018 |
Rex spreads his astral wings, feeling the flames of his totem wrap around his soul as he slips from his mortal body into the Astral Plane.
The young scamp stands proud and naked in the astral, clothed only in the flames of Pheonix. He approaches the wall and the security terminal, examining the place from all angles if necessary or possible. |
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Jul 12 2004, 07:55 PM
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Why oh why didn't I take the blue pill. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 6,545 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Gloomy Boise Idaho Member No.: 2,006 |
Astrally the place looks like any other, except for the rather bright ward that surrounds the house itself. A few watcher spirits roam the grounds. They seem to completely ignore anything outside the gates.
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Jul 13 2004, 08:47 AM
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 403 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Kill Em All Member No.: 2,018 |
Rex returns swiftly to the Prowler, settling back into his body.
"Well, the house is protected, little spirit-critters roaming the yard. Otherwise normal." |
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Jul 13 2004, 12:57 PM
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Samurai ![]() ![]() Group: Validating Posts: 574 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Lancashire,UK Member No.: 169 |
"Ok, they've got pretty heavy mundane security here, but I haven't seen anything suspicious."
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