originally posted in:Neo Punks
[b]he looks at you, eyeing you in a way that feels... Hostile. Eventually he looks down and sighs.[/b]" god, thats were all those credits came from, lottery my ass, never trusted those things... Man. I uhh i gotta go. Talk to you later boss."[b] he turns around and starts walking away, muttering to himself as he does so[/b]
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"Wait. You want me to take you there, poke through his shit?"
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[b]he turns around. He ponders for a moment before nodding.[/b]" yeah... Yeah i'd like that"
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"Meet me tomorrow here, 0400."
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" yeah,okay. Thanks for this... Sir"[b]he salutes and walks off.[/b]
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((End))