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Post by cazz on Jun 6, 2006 21:09:58 GMT -5
"What the?" She asked loud wnough, and she felt wind rushing, people were looking. "Smooth move buddy, right in the middle of the public eye." People grabbed cell phones, but she had a different idea. "He's my bro, don't worry." The distant clicks rang in her ears. Biggest mistake ever? Probably. "Who are you?"
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Post by Drake on Jun 6, 2006 21:15:50 GMT -5
The stranger put his hands on the trigger, and jabbed the gun deeper into her neck. "Don't try to bluff these people," he warned. "I have snipers all over the streets. I can eliminate everyone on this street, right now. So don't event think about trying."
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Post by cazz on Jun 6, 2006 21:20:16 GMT -5
Scientist. "If you kill me, you've only created a dent in Beta. How can they test on a dead body." She pushed the gun away, not really caring if she was shot, people were comming in and out of trains like wildfire, men and woman and children going in and out and in and out, thousands, and how good would he look if all these people showed up dead. Beta was a secret, with so many deaths, the scientists were ruined.
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Post by Drake on Jun 7, 2006 16:17:33 GMT -5
The teengager put the gun away and pulled out a syringe. "You think I care? I'm no scientist. But maybe this sodium tripethonol will change your mind," he said as he jabbed the syringe into her neck and injected the fluid.
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Post by cazz on Jun 8, 2006 21:51:30 GMT -5
((Sodiem tripethonol? no such thing, maybe you ment triethanol? And im not sure were you are getting ur info, but they don't do much, but i can be wrong)) She cringed from the needle, and was on the floor before she could notice. She took a deep breath, but them burned the boys wrist, she was not going down that easily.
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Post by Drake on Jun 8, 2006 22:34:33 GMT -5
((sodium tripethonol is a glucose based turth agent)) The teenager bent down to her face. "Question," he asked her menacingly. "where are the other Betas?"
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