Ariadne looks at her phone and then at Tug. The sweet voice sounds in his mind again.
Where are we going?
She looks at the phone again and types out a text.
O you can think the answer if you want
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Ariadne looks at her phone and then at Tug. The sweet voice sounds in his mind again.
Where are we going?
She looks at the phone again and types out a text.
O you can think the answer if you want
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The cars pull out of the street, and by the time the cops get their only gray dust and a few knives remained behind. The street is silent and those around to have seen the attack are obviously in shock as they speak of exploding thugs.
Still they clean the streets, look for bullets, pick up the scattered bits of marble everywhere as evidence and find a baton and a bag of beans in the dumpster.
Okay you guys can soft role-play out of here but the large majority of the hard role-play is done. If your heading to the museum please pick up in "trouble comes in threes".
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Tug is relieved not to have to discuss business in front of Sam D- he didn't know if they could trust him.
Uh, the museum? Didn't you get the text from Joshua? There's been an attack at Arrow HQ, we're meeting up there...why, what else is up?
This is weird. Oh, crap. I am not picturing you in a bikini. OH CRAP. I am not picturing you without a bikini, either. Nope.
Nine times two is eighteen. Nine times three is twenty-seven. Nine times four is thirty six. Nine times...
So much for the joys of telepathy.
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right that is done. Move to the other thread. A. feel free to argue about the destination on that thread. I am putting this puppy to bed.
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