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Post by Kida.Quasi.Astrid.Merida.Rita on Apr 11, 2012 23:00:58 GMT 1
Astrid carried on searching quickly, determined to find to source of the stench.
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Post by Kevay|Pratt|Keaira on Apr 11, 2012 23:01:07 GMT 1
Pratt nods his head, a bit relieved, and begins looking around, flying up towards the top of the room to get a bird's-eye-view of the place, stick with his nose pinched.
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Post by Kevay|Pratt|Keaira on Apr 11, 2012 23:03:12 GMT 1
(BRB)
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Post by F.A.Y.Z Maker on Apr 11, 2012 23:03:58 GMT 1
there's a soft clinking sound to the right of Astrid.
Pratt feels something watching him.
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Post by Kida.Quasi.Astrid.Merida.Rita on Apr 11, 2012 23:11:32 GMT 1
Astrid's eyes shot to her right, head slowly following the gaze.
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Post by F.A.Y.Z Maker on Apr 11, 2012 23:13:06 GMT 1
A large shadow passes by a hummer, running.
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Post by Kida.Quasi.Astrid.Merida.Rita on Apr 11, 2012 23:17:52 GMT 1
"Oh, big car!" Astrid whispered excitedly. She then paused, glancing around; looking for the shadow. Shrugging, she went over to the Hummer, peering inside.
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Post by Kevay|Pratt|Keaira on Apr 11, 2012 23:18:54 GMT 1
Pratt anxiously looks around him, trying to find whatever is watching him. He looks down, trying to shake away the feeling, when he sees something run across the Hummer. He quickly opens his bag and takes out his gun, pointing it towards the direction of the Hummer. "Sam... Astrid... I think I just saw something."
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Post by F.A.Y.Z Maker on Apr 11, 2012 23:18:59 GMT 1
As she looks inside, the clinking noises sound again.
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Post by Kida.Quasi.Astrid.Merida.Rita on Apr 11, 2012 23:21:11 GMT 1
Astrid waved at Pratt dismissively. "Puppy - chill. It's called a car."
She blinked at the noise, narrowing her eyes. She reached for the handle of the door, pulling on it - hoping that, for some reason, it was unlocked.
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Post by Kevay|Pratt|Keaira on Apr 11, 2012 23:22:21 GMT 1
Pratt slowly lowers his gun, eyes still wide with curiosity, fear, and worry. He continues to look for the source of the smell.
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Post by F.A.Y.Z Maker on Apr 11, 2012 23:23:34 GMT 1
Sam looks to Pratt and nods, "like what?"
a WOOSH noise is heard as a bullet sails within an inch of Pratt's ear and embeds itself in the car door right beside Astrid's hand.
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Post by Kida.Quasi.Astrid.Merida.Rita on Apr 11, 2012 23:28:11 GMT 1
Astrid froze, staring at the bullet with wide eyes and a otherwise neutral expression.
"... I think we may have pissed someone off," Astrid said, before she teleported to the other side of the room, looking around frantically for who fired the bullet.
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Post by Kevay|Pratt|Keaira on Apr 11, 2012 23:31:04 GMT 1
Pratt instantly gasps, falling to the ground as quick as possible, running over towards Sam, not daring to say anything. Pratt's eyes are wide with fear and fear only as he takes his gun out, pointing in in no particular spot.
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Post by F.A.Y.Z Maker on Apr 11, 2012 23:37:02 GMT 1
Sam lifts his hands up, looking around with wide eyes.
There's footsteps down a hallway and a broken shotgun silencer on the ground.
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Post by Kida.Quasi.Astrid.Merida.Rita on Apr 11, 2012 23:39:01 GMT 1
"We should just get out," Astrid muttered to herself again and again under her breath. "I should just get out."
She pulled out the gun she had brought from Ariel's shop, holding it tight in her grip as she pointed it towards the hallway.
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Post by Kevay|Pratt|Keaira on Apr 11, 2012 23:41:20 GMT 1
"Uuuuuummmmm..." Pratt says weakly. "We come in peace....?" Pratt says weakly to the hallway.
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Post by F.A.Y.Z Maker on Apr 11, 2012 23:47:23 GMT 1
( *bounces* alright, watching Amnesia and Left 4 Dead 2 playthroughs have gotten my all psyched up for this)
The hallway falls silent and Sam slowly advances, his palms up.
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Post by Kida.Quasi.Astrid.Merida.Rita on Apr 11, 2012 23:53:11 GMT 1
(( O____O Oh, dear... *Gets out hammer to prepare for the Grunt randomly popping up* O.O ))
Astrid remains where she is, tensed. Ready to shoot; ready to teleport.
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Post by Kevay|Pratt|Keaira on Apr 11, 2012 23:55:21 GMT 1
(0_______e *instantly scared*)
Pratt shuffles, still with his gun up.
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