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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/3/2015 11:29:09 PM
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[i]He stopped in his tracked and looked directly at the NWH emblem. No way it was that same emblem he saw 15 years ago, it couldn't be.[/i]
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[b]The man runs after handing the book to the cowboy, who has the same logo, but with it on his other shoulder and back as well, and he continues on his way, putting the book in his duster[/b]
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[i]That must be JT he thought to himself.[/i] "Hey, JT." [i]He asked towards the man in the duster, his voice was deep, cold and serious.[/i]
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[b]He stopped, stood still, and spoke, not recognizing the voice or turning his head[/b] "I know you?" [b]He asks, with a heavy Texan accent[/b]
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[i]Oh shit, it was JT he thought to himself and slightly grinned.[/i] "How many guys do you approach with a car door?"
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"Around three, why?"
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"Because your currently talking to one of them, you can guess which one I am."
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"Well, I killed 2, so Etana lutu, brother of Jenna lutu, father of one, Hawaiian resident?"
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"Huh you guessed right."
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"So, I've only got one question to him"
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"And that is?"
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[b]He turns, smiling happily[/b] "Where the fūck were you for 15 years?" [b]He says, slight chuckle after[/b]
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[i]He smiled back and chuckled.[/i] "Been busy with some operations where the JSOC needed a sniper. That and I've started a family."
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"Hoe many kids?"
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"One son, names Renzo Lutu."
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"Interesting. How old is he?"
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"He's 16, strong and smart but can get into trouble."
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"Ah. Well, I'll have to get him to meet my kids"
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"Ah you have kids too huh? What are they like?"
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"Ones the quiet scholar type, then there's Natalie. She... Takes after her father, it's going to get her hurt one day. Somehow managed to avoid the augmentations though"
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"Oh wow. Funny, all us crazy old guts having kids huh. Back then it was just us being free."
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"Well, I always had a feeling you and some of the others would have kids. You hear from Lance?"
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"No, I've lost contact with him. Have you heard from him?
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"Seen him a while ago in New York. Somehow knew of my base, my secondary outpost, my numbers, you get it."
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"Ah, he must've been doing some spec ops or something."
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"I'd assume. Well, I should be getting back to the base, make sure Diana and Jess didn't try to Fūck all 150,000 people. Goodbye" [b]He says, turning towards a helicopter that landed nearby, and walking over [/b]
