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 Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:21 pm
Felicia's eyebrow raised. "Cured? Meaning, cured of thisss...thesssse..."
She looked at herself sorrowfully, and back at Alex. "I agree." She slithered quickly back into the APC without a further word.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:29 pm
"Wait wait wait. It just says cured. Could mean anything. It could be a trap for all we know."
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:04 pm
Felicia was already in the APC, waiting for everyone else.
"C'mon, c'mon, let'sss check it out!"
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:34 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 11:41 pm
She shook her head. "Alex, you of all of usss, ssshould underssstand. You can't be happy like thisss." She stroked his second head. "If there'sss a chance, I have to look into it."
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 4:26 am
"It just seems too convenient, is all. Besides, if there was something that could cure this, I thik word would somehow have to spread."
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riku_necrothi Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 5:49 am
Raleigh looked skeptical. "If I went for every half penny offer that came along, I wouldn't be here. I think it's a trap."
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 11:47 am
Hane opened his eyes. "It probably is. Of course, it was probably set long ago, and whoever's running it is either dead, or he gave up. I say that there's not enough risk to outweigh the slight chance of gain. Let's check it out."
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 1:00 pm
The APC chugged through the territory toward the star-marked destination. On the outskirts of the former Sin City, still appearing relatively intact though not as brightly lit, stood a relatively well-constructed sign:
WELCOME ALL WHO ARE SUFFERING
TO SACRED ZONE 3
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 1:11 pm
"The irony is almost sickening."
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 1:39 pm
"Wonder if the casssionsss are ssstill operating," Felicia says to no one in particular.
As the APC rolls into town, it is greeted by a small contingent of humans. They seem to bear absolutely no fear at the sight of the group.
"Welcome to Sacred Zone 3," a large black man in military fatigues says. "I'm Robert. You've come to the right place. Don't fear, you can become normal again here, and be among people who understand what you're going through."
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 1:40 pm
"And over there, is the land of milk and honey, right next to the flying pig landing strip."
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 1:55 pm
"Yeah, I figured you'd think that."
Robert reaches into his breast pocket and extracts a picture. It is of an Aberrant, resembling a humanoid hammerhead shark. "That was me, three months ago."
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 1:57 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 2:06 pm
He indicates an arm tattoo on the photo, of a pair of red flags with black squares in the middle, the signs of approaching storms. He then rolls up his right sleeve to reveal the same tattoo. "Good enough?"
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