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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Calinon" data-source="post: 1522423" data-attributes="member: 13737">New York - MethesdaStraightjacketShe backs up quickly, picking up her small radio.  "I need back-up in the parking lot, now," she says somewhat nervously.  She's only armed with a hand-blaster, and isn't even wearing body armor. "On my way," a gruff sounding voice says, and you hear the quiet sound of some sort of engine as the communication ends.  A single battlesuit comes from across the yard where it had been on patrol, flying rapidly towards you. "I can assure you, we most certainly can make you come along," she warns.  "You were allowed onto the premises, not invited, and I never said you were tresspassing.  The rest of your little group is in the process of breaking several laws, however, so either you are going to come to the security station," she says, her voice gaining confidence as she speaks, hand resting on her pistol. You also notice that the guards near the office entrance are not having much luck getting into the building, and the battlesuit there is waving them back from the door. SanjayYou manage to reinforce the doors just as the guards get to them.  They are shocked to find the doors a solid mass of iron.  You hear them pounding on them.  A flick of your wrist and the cameras are destroyed.  The bare wires spark once then go quiet. Then, the pounding stops. MichelleYou and rebound look very briefly at the computer terminal.  There are no removable media drives at all for the terminal.  With some frustration, you start comparing client names to the numbers on the completion documents.  You find the following clients had completed orders:0019:  NABC (North American Bank of Commerce) 0134:  STC (Security Transport Corporation) 0158:  SAP (South American Pharmaceuticals) 0934:  MCNYPD, M-Tac You easily hack the client database and get addresses and contact numbers for each client, printing it off on the printer beside you.  As you print, you hear pounding on the front door.Then suddenly, as you finish printing, the pounding stops. Arizona - LockheedJohanWell, that was unpleasant.  If you've ever had someone swab your eye, you'd know how unpleasant that is.  Doctor Worthy, however, seems oblivious to the discomfort as she catalogues the sample. "Where'd that winged companion of yours go?  Virgil was it?  I'd like to examine him more fully," she says.  "Oh right, the tunnel.  They've been gone a while haven't they." Anna waves you over.  "I think I got a handle on this, and thanks to Doctor Kentworthy, we should be able to really give the range on this thing a kick.  Probably a mile, maybe two!" Loki and VincentAfter a few moments, Loki realizes he can see through the illusion.  It was very hard for him to tell because the wires used were so fine, but he spots the explosives and notices finally he can see through them. Spot (15) After he waves his hand through it and steps by, Vince and Simmons finally get it and the three of you make your way up a steep incline.  You find yourselves inside the entrance to an old mine, and soon find the exit by following the tire tracks.  Stepping out into the hot desert air, you can see the interstate several miles to the South and Lockheed's facility several miles to the North.  The path from the entrance to the mind winds down from a high set of hills to the flat desert terrain.  No road leads through the desert though. "Well, that explains how they got away without a trace," Simmons says.  We'll probably find a ton of tire tracks out there, but it looks like they just went for the freeway." ChinaRaisaMichael shoots up to his full height with a growl and strains forward in his chains to their limits, the bucket spilling over to the floor about his feet.  "You think I'd rather let him be in control, <censored>!?" he roars.  "I want him dead!  I'd kill him myself if I could, but I can't!  He's always inside me, even now!" he shouts, voice deepening somewhat, becoming more feral.  "He wants out, and if he gets out, I'll ki... he'll kill you if he can!"  He forces himself to stop straining, and you can tell it's a hard thing for him to do.  His breath is rapid and laboured, but he does calm down somewhat. "I'm sorry, Raisa," he says, still a bit strained.  "I shouldn't have called you that," he adds, looking remorseful.  "But you have to know I'll accept anything, anything, if it means I don't hurt anyone else because of him," he says.  "But it doesn't mean I have to like it."  He looks down at his feet and sighs.  "Damnit," he says, crouching down and trying to salvage something.  Unable to pick anything up effectively, he gives up the attempt.  "I wasn't that hungry anyway," he says. You could swear he's actually smaller again.  In fact, he's standing inside a pair of his own footprints in the food, and the prints are a quarter inch wider than his feet. X12, Kevin"Sleep?  You barely woke up a few hour ago, lazy bones," Nova says with a laugh.  "And don't think you're gettin' out of school today neither," she adds with a grin. As you talk, there is a loud shout from nearby.  You can't make out the words, but the voice feral and snarling. "Excuse me, I will return," Xi says.  "Continue your training." Yeah, continue training! Dara exclaims.  "Rawr!" she yells as she smacks Kevin in the butt with her staff.</blockquote>

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