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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 29, 2013 10:22:11 GMT -5
"It was there," he said again.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 29, 2013 10:23:42 GMT -5
"Do I really need to repeat myself!?" Jonathan asked.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 29, 2013 10:25:17 GMT -5
"Lower your weapons," Jack told Jonathon and Miguel.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 29, 2013 10:26:39 GMT -5
"Why?" Jonathan asked. Lisabetta began struggling again, mad she was only able to hear the conversation.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 29, 2013 10:27:16 GMT -5
"Or I'll put you both down."
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 29, 2013 10:29:41 GMT -5
They both stood for a moment, then Miguel lowered his gun. "I got enough to live for." "I don't have that luxury. I am prepared to die." Jonathan said. Lisabetta kept trying to get free, but Clare had done a good job securing her to the chair. She could barely move, which just made her angrier.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 29, 2013 10:31:01 GMT -5
He had his hands next to each other on his rifle, with his left in front. He reached over with his right thumb, hitting a button on his Morpher as indiscreetly as possible.
The Necklace of Aphrodite appeared on him, "Clare, Kirsten, Sam!" he shouted, "Stop him!"
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 29, 2013 10:34:38 GMT -5
He suddenly seemed like the most attractive person on the whole damn planet to Sam. She turned and leapt for Jonathan, tackling him to the ground and wrestling with him for his gun. Lisabetta was mad that she still couldn't see what was happening.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 29, 2013 10:35:29 GMT -5
Clare and Kirsten also listened to Jack, helping to keep Jonathon down and keep his gun away.
Jack turned to Miguel, "Release her," he ordered, lifting his rifle.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 29, 2013 10:38:31 GMT -5
Miguel moved to Lisabetta, beginning to undo the tape holding her to the chair, but not taking the gag and blindfold off quite yet. "GET OFF OF ME!" Jonathan yelled, fighting against the women.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 29, 2013 10:39:26 GMT -5
"Move away," Jack told Miguel, keeping the weapon on him.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 29, 2013 10:42:09 GMT -5
Miguel moved away. Lisabetta tried to stand, but fell back into the chair with a grunt.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 29, 2013 10:43:17 GMT -5
Jack undid his transformation, keeping his rifle from his suit, however. He pulled out a knife and started to cut away at the tape, but undoing the eyes and mouth first.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 29, 2013 10:46:38 GMT -5
"Oh God, Jack." Lisabetta said, throwing her arms around him. Jonathan threw the girls off with a roar of anger, turning on Jack with his pistol.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 29, 2013 10:47:20 GMT -5
Jack lifted his rifle and fired a shot as he pushed Lisabetta away.
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