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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dark Nemesis" data-source="post: 1814775" data-attributes="member: 11714">-James DunbarNew York, New YorkAugust 2, 2003Deadshot tsked as James closed the distance and attacked.  Perhaps it was his blind rage, or perhaps Deadshot was able to move out of the way; either way, both of James’ attacks missed the guns.  Then, Deadshot took a step back, aimed, and shot four times.  The first three shots hit, in the stomach, the arm and the hand.  Again, pain tore through James, affecting his concentration.(James took 3 L, and is stunned for the next round.)-Marcus Stevens & Jonn BirkeyPittsburgh, PennsylvaniaAugust 2, 2003“Er…” Shannon flushed, and began trying to explain the events that had just occurred.  “I was finishing some modifications on the XR project when someone struck me with a blunt object.  I awoke from unconsciousness, and was in the process of calling my gauntlets when these fellows arrived to help.  We had just managed to… ah… open the door when Red Hawk and his associates emerged in the hallway.”“Hmph.  I knew that man was a menace,” the blond scientist glared down at Red Hawk’s unconscious form.  From where he was standing, Jonn noticed that his namebadge read ‘Dr. Thomas Harlin’.“No problem, man.  Just glad it worked,” Robbie said with a grin.  “Man, this place is trashed!”The room appeared to be an office.  There were four desks set up against the walls, and a number of tables.  The place was in shambles; the floor was littered with papers, rocks of varying color, broken glass, bits of machinery.  It looked as if it had been ransacked.Then, Dr. Harlin turned his attentions on to the other three.  “Thank you for helping to capture Red Hawk.  But who are you?  And how did you gain access to this facility?”-Watching Cloud RiceMadison, WisconsinAug. 3, 2003The gardens were huge, and obviously carefully maintained.  As she flew over the gardens, she noticed one other person.  Whomever it was knelt over one of the flowerbeds, perhaps pulling weeds.  It was difficult to tell the gender of the person from Cloud’s height, and a wide brimmed hat covered their features.-Mai HoshikoAug. 2, 2003Tokyo, JapanAs Hoshiko emerges from her room, she finds her father in the living room.  His attention is divided between his laptop computer and the television, which is covering the train hijacking.  She can hear her mother in the kitchen, putting dinner together.  From the way she was slamming cupboards closed, it was clear that her mood had not lightened from their previous altercation.OOC <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f641.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":(" title="Frown    :("  data-smilie="3"data-shortname=":(" />Yes, yes it was....)</blockquote>

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