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Post by Vincent Hack on Jun 5, 2006 17:37:57 GMT -5
Taklinn stops Hack from getting himself arrested, or more likely killed
"we should talk to those with more legal acess to the information you desire"
hack replies
"and just who would that be"
"the hell If I know, talk to the monkey"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jun 5, 2006 19:32:57 GMT -5
Ogee says, "Fuck that, man, the UEG sucks. They're a lot better than most governments, but the compromises made... Well, anyways. You might be able to make a play for the research legitimately if you put some pressure on them, called in some favors, maybe talked to the Stormguard."
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Post by Vincent Hack on Jun 6, 2006 18:04:41 GMT -5
"oi too much social shit,"
"fine then, I'll handle it boy"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jun 6, 2006 19:54:22 GMT -5
So what's the plan? Visit the Stormguard's headquarters?
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Post by Vincent Hack on Jun 8, 2006 17:49:13 GMT -5
yep
both of them
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jun 9, 2006 18:38:08 GMT -5
The Stormguard HQ is an odd bird: There is a massive, ornate purple building, clearly a front, then a set of smaller buildings that appear to be secondary but are where the actual business takes place. The question is, through the obvious entrance or the rear entrance?
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Post by Vincent Hack on Jun 12, 2006 18:57:00 GMT -5
which one is taken more seriously
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jun 12, 2006 19:18:03 GMT -5
That depends: Do you want to make a big public deal or a big private deal?
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Post by Vincent Hack on Jun 13, 2006 17:42:11 GMT -5
Private
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jun 13, 2006 18:32:21 GMT -5
That'd be the smaller buildings then.
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Post by Vincent Hack on Jun 13, 2006 18:33:13 GMT -5
alrighty then small buildings it is
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jun 13, 2006 18:53:15 GMT -5
Hack and Taklinn stride up to one building. A security pass is needed, but a woman's voice behind them in the purple and black power armor of the Stormguard comes out through voice modulation, "Hack! Taklinn! Glad to see that Crashing Heavens didn't fall off the edge of the Earth when we all won the Dark Tournament. What do you want here?"
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Post by Vincent Hack on Jun 13, 2006 18:57:05 GMT -5
T"we need information About a Hume Spinoza"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jun 13, 2006 19:00:50 GMT -5
The girl says, "Huh. Well, that might be a bit difficult... Can we sit down to eat? This is our new cafeteria."
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Post by Vincent Hack on Jun 13, 2006 19:04:06 GMT -5
"sure"T
"why not"H
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jun 13, 2006 19:14:54 GMT -5
She launches a complex coded band of transmissions while entering in a physical keycode tens of thousands of digits long. The door opens, and she smiles, "That's among the easiest locks. It's about as hard to break into our place as it is Crashing Heavens compound, especially before you guys get your shit together." The inter-agency rivalry is a little present as she takes off her helmet, long-flowing blond hair. Her number is emblazoned Gamma-32. She sits down and says, "Call me Kim. Go ahead, get something from the cafeteria. It's good stuff. See, after the Dark Tournament, we decided not to just be such dumbass soldiers, and the best part: We used to just eat this flavorless protein stuff here. Now we get Oyster rockefeller."
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Post by Vincent Hack on Jun 14, 2006 17:50:49 GMT -5
Taklinn will have his favorite, slow roasted dire boar
Hack gets a large plate of all different kinds of cheese
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jun 14, 2006 18:27:33 GMT -5
Kim looks at you two. "Wow. Wow. I expected the Paladin half-celestial to get the refined thing and Hack to get the bloody rare pig. Try the sweet and sour sauce, Taklinn, it's pretty good." She eats a simply massive plate of pasta. She looks at the two and laughs. "I'm a mutant, my power is to consume a massive amount of food and turn that into a living bomb. Of course, now the whole Stormguard is that way, but it is still my power and my contribution." She drinks a literally endless glass of Sprite. "So, what brought you to the name, Hume Spinoza?"
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Post by Vincent Hack on Jun 15, 2006 17:55:07 GMT -5
"we believe he might be one of the minutemen"H
Taklinn's got his face stuffed with boar
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jun 15, 2006 20:47:09 GMT -5
"Huh. That's not wholly accurate. But you are treading into some nasty shit. You ready?"
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Post by Vincent Hack on Jun 16, 2006 18:08:14 GMT -5
"yep"
and T's face is still stuffed with boar
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jun 17, 2006 5:47:39 GMT -5
"He's not a Minuteman. I wish he was. Hume Spinoza is in fact Jack Enright. He works for the UEG. He never worked for the US." She waits for the point to sink in before continuing.
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Post by Vincent Hack on Jun 23, 2006 14:34:48 GMT -5
"but he's still basically a bastard right" hack takes a bite of cheese
"mmph" taklinn is still scarfing his boar
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jul 8, 2006 4:35:39 GMT -5
"Yeah, he's a bastard, but not the bastard you're looking for. Still want the info?"
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Post by Vincent Hack on Jul 10, 2006 15:55:20 GMT -5
"hmm...he might just know who i do need to look up, sure" turns to taklinn " your getting boar everywhere"
"mmph"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jul 12, 2006 15:15:10 GMT -5
She nods. "Okay. Remember how Martival Hender, the UEG President..." She stops for a second, groans with a suppressed rage, then continues. "Tried to sever fate?"
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Post by Vincent Hack on Jul 12, 2006 16:27:58 GMT -5
"vaguely"
"hunh" taklinn has stopped stuffing his face for the moment
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jul 12, 2006 21:37:16 GMT -5
OOG: Want to know more? It's sort of important.
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Post by Vincent Hack on Jul 19, 2006 18:13:55 GMT -5
oog: hell yes
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jul 20, 2006 4:19:17 GMT -5
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