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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 10:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 10:35 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 10:58 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:59 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 11:26 pm
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"Yea, I'm alright. Let's head back guys. Terron, you lead the way." Static said, floating over to Vepo with Terron. "Vepo, try to memorize the route. You get lost and... well, I gotta come find you, and that would be a drag." he said, rubbing the back of his head.
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"Simple. On your time off you come to my place, and I teach you to manage your powers. Then you can put them to good use helping the people. Think of it like logging hours at a gun range." the man smiled, the light now hitting him.
He was wearing a black suit over a white shirt, all crisp and neat. A true european gentleman, his hair pulled back into a ponytail. If not for his age, one could picture him sitting in an ancient armchair in some castle-like villa. "So what do you say?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 7:34 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 9:07 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 7:33 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 8:43 pm
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The first thing that occured when Joeffier returned to France is he was met with public humiliation. They stripped him of rank and all his medals, and removed him from all military service. When Joeffier finally made it back to his mansion, he went to his computer and tried to log onto the military intelligence records, but found he had been removed from the system. He pounded the desk with his fist in anger, and imagined all the things his generals were saying about him right now. He refused to let this happen. He refused to let things fall apart. He only had the best for France in mind. So he made a mistake. Many leaders have made mistakes but they were not treated this way. He would find a way to make them pay he would find... Just then, his computer notified him that he had an e-mail. He opened it and found the sender's name was "anonymous." The e-mail read, "I heard about the way you were treated by your supposed backers and supporters. If you still want to continue onward with your goal, go to Vancouver and meet me at this address..." Joeffier chuckled a bit at the thought of it being that easy to board a plane to Canada when he wasn't allowed there ever again so he sent a reply, "How am I to get back into Canada? I have been banned for life." Just as he sent it, a reply came back, "You pick up the information packet in your mailbox. I have left you everything you need to get a ticket, and come to Vancouver. You may want to wire John Summers how much ever money you need to live on for awhile though." Joeffier went out to his mailbox and sure enough, it was there. I.D. cards, passports, creditcards, bank cards, and everything else he needed to say he was John Summers. He set up an online transfer to happen every month to John Summers, packed his things, and bought a ticket. When he landed in Canada, John Summers laughed at the thought of his mission continuing. Only this time, he would be more careful.
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 9:43 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 10:29 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 2:09 pm
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Lillith, whome had just been about to leave the roof of the building, by way of the door leading to the stairs, stopped when shimmer came over and spoke to her. She frowned lightly. "He can't have gone far." She said as she turned back to the door and opened it to reveal a pitchblack stairway. "If Reaper didn't kill him, Brent as of yet, has not had time to leave this building. So if you wish to help, come along. If not, i'll go by myself." She said before she stepped through the doorway, into the dark, and started making her way down the stairs. As she went, Lillith drew her gun from it's holster and held it at the ready, just in case there were still villians around. She didn't think there were, but one could never be to carefull.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 6:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 1:29 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 8:34 pm
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Isak smiled and shook the man's hand. "Very good, here's my place." he added, referring to the business car he slipped into Brent's hand while shaking it.
"Your partner is looking for you. I must go before those Supers arrive; last thing I need is pressure to join them. I look forward to training you." Isak said before turning and leaving the room. He shut a door he went through, locking it before heading out a window and leaving.
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A loud whistle broke the silence of the group's descent down the stairs. "Hey, Super Cop, where are you?" Ivory yelled. He wanted to find the guy and leave already. He didn't mind Lillith, quite the contrary, but searching for someone lost because of Shimmer's screw up was not fun.
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"Just a fyi dude, anyone not in the system who tries to enter gets knocked out, or worse." Static advised his newest intern. "So, if you're gonna bring someone back here, best to let us know ahead of time. Nothing kills a date like a laser beam."
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