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Post by Jessica Butcher on Sept 19, 2013 10:16:19 GMT -6
The explicit mention of a cure sparked her interest. "I'll admit, you have me intrigued" she said.
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Post by Cécile Simard on Sept 19, 2013 10:32:39 GMT -6
Cécile struggled to look nonchalant. He wanted her power? Just what power did she have? Was she a superhero too? But if she was superhero why would this Wolf guy need to pay her to work for him? Just what kind of work did he do? And a cure? Was she sick?
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Post by Ravinn Wolf on Sept 19, 2013 12:15:08 GMT -6
"Here isn't the place to say much," he said.
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Post by Jessica Butcher on Sept 19, 2013 13:04:55 GMT -6
"Of course not" Jessica said.
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Post by Cécile Simard on Sept 19, 2013 15:03:17 GMT -6
Yeah, obviously they wouldn't discuss anything important in such a public location. Would it be worth Cécile's while to tail them? She was intrigued about this power. And although following them wouldn't exactly be legal...Well that had never stopped her before.
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Post by Ravinn Wolf on Sept 19, 2013 15:12:40 GMT -6
"Then please, come with me," he said, rising from his seat.
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Post by Jessica Butcher on Sept 20, 2013 19:06:55 GMT -6
"Alright then" Jessica said, standing up from her own. "Impress me."
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Post by Ravinn Wolf on Sept 20, 2013 19:08:03 GMT -6
He walked out of the store, not bothering to look back at her, but he assumed she followed. He'd take her somewhere secluded and show her what he could do.
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Post by Jessica Butcher on Sept 21, 2013 19:59:24 GMT -6
She trailed him, wanting information. She didn't give a damn a bout his offer, but she was intrigued by the fact that he knew who she was. Jessica couldn't let that stand.
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Post by Ravinn Wolf on Sept 21, 2013 20:06:36 GMT -6
He took her farther away, to the closest abandoned building he could find. He turned to her, "I am Ravinn Wolf. I head a mercenary organization called Gray Snow, and we have very long arms. Or rather, I do," he told her. "Wealth, weapons, technologies..."
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Post by Cécile Simard on Sept 21, 2013 21:39:14 GMT -6
Cécile did her best to remain as inconspicuous as possible as she tailed the two. She used various buildings and structures (such as trash cans) to hide her presence. Eventually the two stopped at some abandoned building. She simply stayed back and tried to listen, hoping they hadn't noticed her following them. That could be a bit difficult to explain.
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Post by Jessica Butcher on Sept 23, 2013 6:07:00 GMT -6
"Mercenaries eh?" Jessica said. She mentally shut off. She detested the thought of working with mercenaries. She said nothing, mentally forming an escape plan.
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Post by Ravinn Wolf on Sept 23, 2013 11:21:48 GMT -6
"Revolutionaries, if you'd prefer," he said.
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Post by Cécile Simard on Sept 23, 2013 11:56:01 GMT -6
Mercenaries?! Revolutionaries?! This sounded like some crazy stuff! Crazy, dangerous stuff. She needed to be really careful that they didn't notice her. But this was interesting. There was no way in heck Cécile was leaving before they did.
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Post by Jessica Butcher on Sept 23, 2013 12:22:59 GMT -6
"Well, with that," Jessica said, smiling insincerely at him, "I must definitively say... are you daft?!" She dropped the fake smile. "I'm a thief, not a merc. Hell, no."
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