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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Jan 27, 2019 14:09:07 GMT -5
Draig nods and steps to to No-name, ready to follow and assist as he can. "Good thinking. We could also get you some baggy clothes and a hat and dye your hair and tails, and possibly some shoes. That would really increase the difficulty. And perhaps a magnet won't damage it, but it may throw it off just enough if left on that you're harder to track? No matter what you choose, I'm here for you."
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Post by Sirhaan on Jan 27, 2019 14:15:08 GMT -5
No-Name slowly walks outside and down the steps, “Good idea, know where to get any of that?” She keeps her ears up and tries her best to not look too suspicious as she walks away from the small complex and towards the streets. “Also, if you see anyone who looks like me but not highly mutated, it just might be one of them. Who am I kidding though, it might not even be a tracking device.”
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Jan 27, 2019 14:41:36 GMT -5
Draig hums to himself as he thinks, cradling his chin in his left hand as he follows. "I can't think of a specific place as I don't buy those things, however I know you can get stuff like that out in the shopping area of the drag." As No-name mentions how potential spies may appear, he can't help but ponder that could leave many to being suspect. "Wouldn't that mean any non-human that has mostly human features and some canine ones, would be a potential spy? Though... I'm not sure I've seen any other than you. I guess what I am saying is caution is good BUT maybe don't shoot on sight? I know, probably sounds weird from me, I'm trying to behave now though."
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Post by Sirhaan on Jan 27, 2019 15:09:47 GMT -5
No-Name nods, “That’s where we’ll go then.” She starts walking in the direction of the shops. “Don’t shoot unless they start following us. Also if it’s who I think it is, he’ll have four eyes and gray-ish hair.” She peers around as she leads them towards the shops and where the possible medic may be.
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Jan 27, 2019 15:19:25 GMT -5
"Four eyes you say? Isn't that a mutation or is that the norm for your species?" Draig inquires as he scans the area, glaring daggers at any shady looking individuals. Draig's hand clenches against his massive guns grip, almost audibly as rage begins to well up inside. Hunt my friend will you? I will find you. And the hunter, shall become the hunted.
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Post by Sirhaan on Jan 27, 2019 15:39:44 GMT -5
No-Name nods, “Yup. Mutations are quite common from where I come from, some are just more rare than others.” She leads him down the roads, stopping to look at the shops every once in a while as to not draw tok much attention. She pauses as she thinks she hears something familiar and scans through the crowd, not seeing anyone she continues on.
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Jan 27, 2019 15:45:39 GMT -5
"Is it dark there? Or a lot of caves?" Draig inquires, specifically thinking how there must be an extreme condition for the eyes to be the way they are. Seeing No-name examine the crowd, Draig does so as well but comes up with nothing.
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Post by Sirhaan on Jan 27, 2019 17:55:01 GMT -5
“Almost always is. Our sun is rather far away but our planet is warm. Like a dark desert.” No-Name continues on when she sees odd movement out of the corner of her eye, she quickly snaps her head around in time to see a gray haired stranged with a gun pointed towards her. She ducks just in time to have a dart fly over her. The stranger curses and begins reloading at which she stands up and grabs Draigs hand, pulling him until they were behind a building not too far away. In the chaos of the now fleeing crowd the stranger loses sight of her and continues on. After she’s sure he left, No-Name breathes heavily. In a whispered voice she looks at him, “That backfired, he probably knows you’re with me now. I’m sorry.”
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Jan 27, 2019 19:13:14 GMT -5
Before Draig can fire upon the stranger with a dart gun, Draig's aim is jerked off and so he doesn't pull the trigger, and follows after No-name. Upon stopping, Draig snarls in the direction they came from. "I don't care at all. I wish you'd have let me shoot him though. That wasn't a typical projectile though. Doesn't that mean they want to take you alive? It's odd they first banished you here, and now are trying to take you back. Unless... They were using you to collect data..."
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Post by Sirhaan on Jan 27, 2019 20:31:32 GMT -5
No-Name nods, “Sorry, I didn’t want him to shoot you once he noticed we were together. It was a.. sleeping dart? I know theres a word but I don’t know it. They wanted to keep me, they had me in a facility and one day.. it was so weird. I call it ‘banishing’ but now that I noticed this metal thing maybe it was more of a rescue. A portal opened and I landed here. That was after my little incident with my parents. Long story short, yes they probably want me alive.”
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Jan 28, 2019 0:37:44 GMT -5
Draig stops and holds his hands up. "Woah woah woah wait just a second. So you don't even know what caused the portal?! Oh boy this is one tough puzzle to solve."
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Post by Sirhaan on Jan 28, 2019 12:46:56 GMT -5
“I used to but.. now.. im thinking otherwise..” No-Name peers down the alley as she hears faint familiar voices headed their way. She goes silent and tugs Draigs arm, ushering for him to follow her, silently making her way out from the back of the building and farther down the alley, she's silent as though shes done this before. “I know who that is. He must have patrols looking for me.” She tells him in barely more than a whisper.
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Jan 28, 2019 12:54:28 GMT -5
“I do too. His name is “I royally fucked up and am a dead man but don’t know it yet”. Seriously though, why hide? Let’s ambush the fucker. If he dies maybe his corpse will have answers. If he lives, we can torture him.” Draig whispers as he contemplates drawing his blade and holstering his gun.
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Post by Sirhaan on Jan 28, 2019 14:18:41 GMT -5
No-Name chuckles softly despite the situation, “There’s more than one coming down that alley, and im sure they’ll have backups here if I was a successful prototype in their eyes. They’ll alert the others and I know you’re.. you, but I don’t want to risk you dying and my capture. If anything I’ll turn myself in before I let them hurt you, or worse.” She turns back to Draig, “If worse comes to worse, run. I don’t want to hurt you on accident.”
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Jan 28, 2019 16:14:50 GMT -5
Draig rolls his eyes with a snort. "What you want and what I want are very different. A compromise then? I want go in guns blazing, you want to leave. I'll not do this if you leave with me. If you get caught, all bets are off and I'm doing this my way. And as for getting away... I could make a wall of ice and block off the path behind us is you wish."
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