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Post by James Mercer on Feb 5, 2004 13:20:53 GMT -5
Apollo looks over Yankowski evenly, and says, "Well, I'm glad SOMEONE's willing to cooperate." He turns his gaze on where Carmen was standing a minute ago. "Will we get a chance to see Dr. Hadley's trailer?"
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Post by The Dispatcher on Feb 5, 2004 14:31:17 GMT -5
"Y-yes, of course." Yankowski says wearily. "After Carmen shows you all to your trailers, and you get situated. I'll come up and take you to his trailer."
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Post by bluemojo on Feb 5, 2004 21:00:05 GMT -5
"Good," mutters 'Mojo over his coffee. "I'm too tired to listen to a bunch of corporate yobs yelling at each other." He takes another sip, winces -- "Ugh, this is gonna be a shitty job." He goes to follow Carmen and the others.
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Post by Halo on Feb 6, 2004 0:18:23 GMT -5
Halo raises an eyebrow as she turns toward the Coyotes fan. "I guess fresh air would be nice after being cooped up in this cave for however long you are down here mining whatever you are mining."
She turns her attention to Roanoke.
" Do you happen to know what they are mining down here?" She drops her ciggarette and grinds it out on the stone.
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Post by The Dispatcher on Feb 6, 2004 2:48:43 GMT -5
"Just one second." Iglesias tells Halo, Roanoke, Crimson, and the now arriving Bluemojo. Then he takes a few steps towards the other three men.
"Laird?!" Iglesias inquires. His earlier level of irritation starting to pick back up. "What is going on here?"
Dr. Steven Laird, the man wearing the Pheonix Coyotes hat, shrugs off the loosened grip of the security guards. He looks over at Carmen Iglesias and gives you guys (and gal) the once over.
He looks to be about in his late 20's, brown eyes looking angry. You see that his name badge bears the green stripe of a sci-type. The badge dangles off of the collar of a brown leather jacket worn over a plain white t-shirt. They're worn over a pair of khaki colored cords with an all black pair of Chuck Taylors. He takes his hat off and runs his fingers through his hair before speaking again.
"Carmen, look I wasn't trying to run away or anything-- it's gotta be fucken twenty degrees out there. I just wanted some fresh air though, you know? I didn't even get go too near the door." he pleads.
Carmen rolls his eyes. "Jesus Cristo... Dr. Laird. You are not supposed to be down here during this hour. We can't afford to have you or anyone else running off into the blizzard." He turns his attention to the guards. "What do you think, Freeman?"
The taller of the two guards clears his throat. "He was over by the cargo elevator." He looks at his partner for a second, "He just shouldn't be down here, is all."
"Laird." Iglesias addresses the young sci-type, "This is the special investigation group from the Company. They are why we opened the door. Not so you can get a cool breath of fresh air. Now I'm going to let you get out of here now, but you stay up on the upper levels. There's no damn reason for you to be down here."
"Sorry, Carmen." He replies much more subdued. "No problem. See ya."
You notice the glint of disappointment in the two security goons eyes. Laird tucks his hand in his coat pocket and goes into the personnel elevator, located next to the closed blast doors.
Carmen leads you in that direction. "As soon as all of you are here, we'll be going up."
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Post by Roanoke on Feb 6, 2004 6:14:05 GMT -5
Roanoke glances toward Halo and responds, "Beats me. I don't recall anything in my dossier that indicated the mining of ores or minerals. Actually, it almost seems as though they're excavating. But for what reason, I don't know."
As they approach the elevator, Roanoke seems momentarily distracted and moves to tap Bluemojo on the shoulder, leaning in close to whisper something to him.
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Post by James Mercer on Feb 6, 2004 22:02:15 GMT -5
"Well, this is stimulating and all, but I think I'll try and find my quarters now," says Apollo. "Maybe if I hurry, I won't be left behind to wander like a chump." He nods at Yankowski, and turns after Iglesias.
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Post by Crimson on Feb 7, 2004 0:05:20 GMT -5
Crimson looks over at Inglesias and says in a flat tone "whats the problem with him coming down here? and have you had other personal trying to get out since the place has been locked down?"
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Post by Halo on Feb 7, 2004 0:30:03 GMT -5
"Brrrrr. . . " Halo shivers and pulls her jacket back on.
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Post by The Dispatcher on Feb 7, 2004 3:50:22 GMT -5
"Corporate guideline set down for this facility. Because it is technically in a lock-down state, all non-essential personnel must remain off this floor, and thus, away from the door." Iglesias replies, he waves at Hollowpoint & Apollo who just appeared from the conference area, to hurry up. "Yankowski thinks there is a murderer, so locking down the facility would trap him inside for you people to come and take away." He presses the UP button and the with the wrrrr of machinery the lift begins to rise up into the darkness. DIRECT LINK to the next Act: phobiaverse.proboards18.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=faction&thread=1076144223&start=0 |
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