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| Spirit | Oct 15 2008, 03:08 PM |
He's Zion... Honest
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Spirit lowered his head as he sat to the bar, "No my dear what waits with them is a fate much worse than death. It's the fate of a slave". Tapping the bar twice, a mochachino arriving in seconds, he lifted the cup to his mouth and took a sip. "However my dear" he continued, lowering the cup, "Your escape idea may be somewhat of use... with a litte distraction". Taking another couple of mouthfuls, his gaze to the ceiling suggesting he was deep in thought, Spirit suddenly twigged. Placing the cup back on it's saucer, the boiling hot coffee all but gone, he removed the phone from his pocket. Before he placed it to his head he smiled, "My friend is probably displeased with my constant calling". No sooner had he put it to his ear did Rhilus answer, "Yeah boss?". "I need the nearest safe house, preferably within the city limits yet not to far from here" Spirit spoke, "Way ahead of you boss. I got one on Connole Avenue. It's about two miles give or take" Rhilus replied, the sound of frantic typing echoing in the background, "uploading GPS directions to your phone now". With a beep the directions arrived on Spirits phone, "Good job. I'll call you from there, for now the lady gets my phone. Spirit out", "Right you are boss! Rhilus replied as the phone feel silent. Sliding his phone across the bar to Iris, Spirit nodded. "Take this my dear and when I shout 'go!' jump on your bike and follow it's directions DO NOT LOOK BACK!" Spirit spoke, his voice stern and to the point, his strong british accent shining through, "I will provide a little distraction". With that he withdrew his 5.0mm, shining silver, desert eagle, revealing an SMG and another smaller black pistol holstered under his blazer. "I come prepared for these situations my dear" he smiled, standing from his stool, "ready?". |
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8:34 PM Nov 30
