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Post by Gaeri Howe on Dec 2, 2012 15:08:01 GMT -5
He pushed a door open and gestured inside, "Please."
One arm rested on the hilt of his weapon, though not in a threatening manner, just resting there, though Gaeri kept watching.
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Post by Natalie Hart on Dec 2, 2012 15:16:15 GMT -5
"Thank you" Natalie said, walking through the door. She pressed the final 5 on her morpher, ready for the time where she might need to transfer. Natalie was somewhat annoyed she hadn't thought to keep on of the blasters hidden in her backpack or something. Live and learn.
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Post by Gaeri Howe on Dec 2, 2012 15:17:07 GMT -5
He followed after her, taking one glance back at Gaeri, whom had stopped watching in fear that Bede would see. His attention was on her for a few moments now.
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Post by Natalie Hart on Dec 2, 2012 15:28:31 GMT -5
Natalie walked, trying to think of a way out. Could she make it to the ship if need be? Doubtful. The storm would make flying the ship dangerous and using her Silder near suicidal. A stray lightning strike hitting her board could cause a failure, and then she was screwed. Then again... her phone had a GPS on it didn't it? Yeah, they all did nowadays. But she needed to figure out Bede's game before she could do anything as well.
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Post by Gaeri Howe on Dec 2, 2012 15:32:45 GMT -5
He closed the door and spoke quietly, "I'm glad she's in a good mood," he said, "She scares me sometimes, and doesn't like other people."
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Post by Natalie Hart on Dec 2, 2012 15:42:50 GMT -5
"I see" Natalie lied "I know about having to deal with one's family when they get hard to stand." Though I never tried chains before admittedly. That might have helped. Natalie chose not to say that last bit. She figured that it might help if he didn't know she had seen Gaeri's chains. Natalie quickly went over the contents of her backpack in her mind. Four morphers I can't use. A water logged sweatshirt. A notepad. And random bits and pieces of tech in case she had needed to repair her board. Well maybe I can play MacGuyver if I need to.
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Post by Gaeri Howe on Dec 2, 2012 15:44:35 GMT -5
He silently slid the blade from the sheath, slowly, "I'm her servant. I came here to rebuild the family, and I became her servant. I wouldn't mind, if she wasn't cruel and vindictive."
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Post by Natalie Hart on Dec 2, 2012 15:47:22 GMT -5
Then why is she the one chained up? "That must be terrible" Natalie said, pretending to understand where he's coming from.
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Post by Gaeri Howe on Dec 2, 2012 15:48:48 GMT -5
He fully drew it, ready to run her through from behind, "But it's for the family..."
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Post by Natalie Hart on Dec 2, 2012 15:54:06 GMT -5
Natalie used the back of her phone as a mirror and saw the sword. She slowly brought her hand over to her morpher, finger over the Enter button. "I hope that works out for you" Natalie said, a sarcastic edge dripping from it.
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Post by Gaeri Howe on Dec 2, 2012 15:55:00 GMT -5
"I'm sure it will," he said, going for the plunge.
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Post by Natalie Hart on Dec 2, 2012 15:57:39 GMT -5
Natalie pressed the button and the red flash covered her body. Natalie spun around, the Drill Saber manifesting into her hand to block the blade. "Nice blade" Natalie said, pushnig back against the blade.
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Post by Gaeri Howe on Dec 2, 2012 15:59:24 GMT -5
He pushed back, taking a few steps away from her, smiling wickedly, "Well, didn't see that coming. Oh well," he hissed, a stone materializing on his waist, "You saw, didn't you?"
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Post by Natalie Hart on Dec 2, 2012 16:02:37 GMT -5
"Oh yes I did" Natalie said, shifting her sword from her left hand to her right. Something told her she'd need to not use her sword in her off hand for this. "Care to drop the pretense?"
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Post by Gaeri Howe on Dec 2, 2012 16:03:58 GMT -5
His armor appeared around him as he lifted his sword, "You shouldn't be here. Being here means you have to die," he hissed, slashing wildly for her.
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