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Post by Agent White on Jul 8, 2007 19:00:12 GMT -5
he would take the paper in his hand and read it over with a slightly arched brow before looking to his partner.
"If we are lucky no, Mixing metahumans and Genetic research would be about as intelligent as mixing Fire and Gasoline."
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Post by The Crimson Agent on Jul 8, 2007 19:03:56 GMT -5
White. Do you remember who exactly we are dealing with again? I mean honestly. They don't get any stupider in some instances. I mean this men are smart. Smart enough that the public adores them despite the fact they pull in more guns and drugs then any other organized crime. Would this surprise you White?
::his eyes would look from his partner to the outside as he fished into his pocket::
The Taurus or the Explorer?
::as all good Government vehicles were Ford and pieces of crap::
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Post by Agent White on Jul 8, 2007 22:13:49 GMT -5
He would look between the two vehicles and adjust the lapels of his coat slightly, choices choices.
"Explorer... and I will Drive Crimson.
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Post by The Crimson Agent on Jul 8, 2007 22:16:50 GMT -5
::he would nod as he looked to White and left his keys in his pocket moving towards the explorer::
Oh good we will get there sometime tomorrow
::he jested with his partner and took a few more sunflower seeds in his mouth as he expelled the older empty ones out:: Where to again?
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Post by Agent White on Jul 8, 2007 22:31:54 GMT -5
"you are not humorous Crimson."
Climbing into the driver seat white would start the car and look over to his partner. before adjusting his sunglasses.
"This lab is in Albany."
Firing up the engine in the explorer he would pull out of the parking lot and hit the main road with a squeal of tires before reaching over and turning on some nice classical music on the radio.
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Post by The Crimson Agent on Jul 8, 2007 22:37:06 GMT -5
Albany? Christ I need to get an IQ shot just to enter that city. The only thing that comes out of there is steers and queers.
::he sighed and looked to White as he fixed his glasses as well::
And your not any fun. We are perfect together.
::he would grin and spit out a few seeds from the window popping in a few more::
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Post by Agent White on Jul 8, 2007 22:46:26 GMT -5
lookin over to his partner he would merge onto the interstate, the speedomoter never dropping below 80 as he took the almost 90 degree turn
"I don't think the world could take it if i behaved like you my colorful friend. One of you sould be quite enough."
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Post by The Crimson Agent on Jul 8, 2007 22:49:44 GMT -5
Oh, you stab me White. Honestly you do...
::a mock frown and he would spit out some seeds before replacing more in his mouth and looking back to White then the speedometer::
Nice touch, but we driving Mrs. Daisy? Its Albany, not the upper Eastside...
::more jesting to his partner, he knew when he was overdoing it a litle but they had been partners a long time and White would just tune him out if needed::
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Post by Agent White on Jul 8, 2007 22:52:44 GMT -5
"All the technology at our disposal and they can't equip just one SUV with an ejector seat."
now on the interstate he would flip on the blue lights installed in the dash and press the pedal to the floor as the V-8 under the hood was finally put to the test.
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Post by The Crimson Agent on Jul 8, 2007 22:56:00 GMT -5
Oh come now. You wouldn't do that then who would save your ass?
::he would grin and spit out a few more seeds before taking more into his mouth. Looking forward as the light began to spin on the dashboard and people began to move out of the way as they began to finally drive::
Besides White. You and I are partnered for a reason. What it is I don't know.
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Post by Agent White on Jul 8, 2007 23:02:30 GMT -5
"Simple Crimson, The higher ups want us together so i can make sure that you aleast consider doing things by the book before you start shooting things."
He would continue to accelerate as the Explorer carried them towards their destination.
"and i suppose you are there to prod me into action, wether i like it or not."
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Post by Draven on Jul 8, 2007 23:05:03 GMT -5
Oblivious to the fact that Itchy and Scratchy were speeding his way draven was still leaning on the hood of the hummer Fire shot after shot into the lab as he droped zombie after zombie, before finally speaking to Jack once more.
"there has to be a quicker way to do this Jack"
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Post by The Crimson Agent on Jul 8, 2007 23:05:42 GMT -5
See we go together like biscuits and gravy.
::He grinned through in his best southern accent which being from Mass. was hard to do. Luckily he didnt hold that horrid Northeast accent, his was bland and nondescript. Looking forward he would yawn lightly::
I always make sure it is by the book. Lift weapon. Aim at target. Shoot at target until target is immobilized. How is that not by the book?
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Post by Jack Cross on Jul 8, 2007 23:10:28 GMT -5
"I beleive the front door might be said way... we could pinch them in then, two fronts are always better than one."
As he spoke he fired off round after round, each hitting its mark and decapitating another zombie around Iz who danced with his swords in the hallway, almost to the armory now, where he might possibly have some means of getting Jack back with him, although it was now known that the aerial support was neccessary.
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Post by Iz on Jul 8, 2007 23:15:10 GMT -5
His blades danced through the Zombies, and he finally made the last turn into the armory hallway. Luckily this was a fingerprint operated door and none of the Zombies hands were in tact enough to open the door. He opened the door and ran inside, at once looking for some means of getting Jack to him, so that they might make the final push through the door, then he remembered, they had rope and projectiles in a older room. He made way fdor the back of the armory, where he returned with a spool of rope almost as tall as he was and a harpoon gun.... no one knew why Iz would have one but really who knew why Iz did anything. He ran out the door, looking at Jack before tying one end off to the inside of a labratory door knob, and launched the other end to Jack. Impaling it above Jacks head in the roof.He would then lear the area and hope Jack got the point.
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