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 Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 8:57 am
You burst through a window. The city around you seems pretty much as you left it. The sun is down.
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:02 am
*flies out in search of a clock*
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:03 am
You find a clock outside a bank. The numbers read 9:16... it seems to be about the same time as before you 'woke up.'
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:05 am
*lands, deciding to look a little less conspicuous*
*looks around for a newspaper stand to ensure the date is the same as well*
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:05 am
The date is indeed the same. You are starting to draw some looks.
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:07 am
*looks around for a clothing store to duck into*
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:07 am
You find one fairly easily. The clerk inside gives you an odd look.
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:11 am
Um.. *eyes the clothing racks* Hi.
*begins to search for a trenchcoat or something else to cover up with*
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:12 am
The clerk looks at you, seeming rather nervous.
"Is there.. something I can help you with, miss?"
You spot a black trenchcoat hanging on a rack nearby.
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:15 am
No, I, uh...
*takes the trenchcoat off the rack*
I just found what I was looking for.
*reaches for her pockets, realizing she doesn't have any*
Oh, uh...
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:16 am
The clerk seems to pity you, but...
"Miss, if you don't have any money, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:17 am
I'm sorry, but... I need this.
*dashes for the door*
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:17 am
"Miss... Miss!"
The clerk moves to stop you, but he isn't fast enough. You're out.
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:56 am
*tosses on the coat, using her power to float just slightly off the ground (as not to draw as much attention as flying) and fly away as quickly as possible, taking double-moves and rounding corners to get out of site*
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 10:02 am
You seem to have lost him. You notice that your coat still has tags on it, but, luckily, no security tag. It was a pretty small store.
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