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Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 9:46 PM | Message # 351

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I paled. "W...What tests?" I asked, beginning to struggle hopelessly.

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Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 9:47 PM | Message # 352

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Naru began to giggle. She leapt to Reagan's chest.

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Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 9:53 PM | Message # 353

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Miles-

"Don't worry little one." I smile, trying to comfort her, as I do a small machine rises from the side of the bed. "I'll just take a few things.. and I want to do a endurance test." I add. "Felines, aren't allowed to be near my subjects.." I tell Naru.

She had a smile that could light up a room.

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Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 9:57 PM | Message # 354

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Reagan
I whimpered as the machine rose, trying to pull away from it. "Stay away from me," I cried.

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Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 9:59 PM | Message # 355

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"your going to be...Tested." Said Naru, going for maximum creep factor.
She's a talking cat, that's a good start.
"You will pay for your acts. You will burn."
Then she laughed maniacally as she leaped onto Steve's head.

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Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:04 PM | Message # 356

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Miles-

I frown at the cat, "You make progression hard for me." I tell them as I recall the machine. I change my image to a small kid to add the image of innocence and sweetness. "How do you handle needles then?" I ask her.

She had a smile that could light up a room.

Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:06 PM | Message # 357

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I looked at him. "I...I DON'T TRUST YOU!" I screamed, pulling harder. My internal body temperature began to rise rapidly, turning my skin a bright red.

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Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:07 PM | Message # 358

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"Goodbye Reagan. Have fun."
Naru and Steve left.

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Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:09 PM | Message # 359

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Miles-

"Well, that's one reactions.." I tell the room, as my appearance resets. "Last chance, allow yourself to calm down and I'll release you.. and Angelica." I said reviewing the events.

She had a smile that could light up a room.

Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:11 PM | Message # 360

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The sun was setting.
Steve had no room for the night.
He curled up in a ball, in the centre of his helicopters wreckage. Naru purred on top of him.
And he had a flash of memory...Of a time past, purple wings and the tears of an angel...
But he shuddered, let it fall away. and he rested in the smoldering wreckage.

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Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:12 PM | Message # 361

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Angelica

Oh joy. I hated those tests too. I sat up as I ignored them and the pain that was shooting from my leg. I sat on the edge of the bed, dangling my legs debating on whether or not to just walk out.

It's time.

Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:16 PM | Message # 362

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Reagan
I glared at him, blue eyes red. "Go to hell," I spat.

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Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:17 PM | Message # 363

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Naru got up again.
She was not tired. He would have to rebuild the ship in the morning.
She decided to see what else survived the fire.

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Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:20 PM | Message # 364

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Hallas-

I soon awaken my head ripping apart from the inside, or what it felt like, I lifted myself up from the bed. I yawn as I walked into the bathroom to relax in a bath.

Miles-

I blushed as the spit passed through me, and my appearance simply flickered. "Hallas is a lot better at these then I am.." I tell Angelica with dismay, as I release Reagan from the suspenders.

She had a smile that could light up a room.

Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:22 PM | Message # 365

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Poking through the wreckage...
Some money in fire-proof safes...air suits...
Oh...YES...
The gift.
Also kept in fireproof storage...

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Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:23 PM | Message # 366

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Angelica

I chuckled as I gingerly put pressure on my leg and said, "well he's that way."

It's time.

Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:28 PM | Message # 367

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Miles-

"Probably because he can touch, I'm limited.." I frown, wondering what Reagan will do now that she has her freedom.

She had a smile that could light up a room.

Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:31 PM | Message # 368

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Reagan
I looked away, turning my back on him but not running. "Asshole..." I mumbled.

(Sorry for the open cussing, it's just her personality)

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Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:36 PM | Message # 369

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Miles-

I settle onto bed as though I was really sitting, I make the machine rise up from the ground again. "Mind donating a pint?" I ask, being more sympathetic.
[No worries. ^^]

Hallas-

I come back out of the bathroom, my new suit I could see the capital move through the sky from the window view in my control room. I walk to the elevator, wanting to check in on my new visitor and Angelica.

She had a smile that could light up a room.

Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:38 PM | Message # 370

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Reagan
I looked at him through my hair. "You want a quart though," I accused sourly.

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Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:40 PM | Message # 371

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Miles-

"Well, we can make a cut and lose the measurements." I chuckle, trying to make a joke as I recall the machine again.

Hallas-

I yawn as I swollow some pills and I walk off the elevator onto the first floor.

She had a smile that could light up a room.

Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:43 PM | Message # 372

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Reagan
I just turned away again and held out my arm. "And you're not freaking out at all that I was hired to kill Steve?" I asked quietly.

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Date: Fr, 28.October.11, 10:47 PM | Message # 373

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Miles-

"Put your arm down, I'm tried of repeating the same function.." I tell her, "Steve.. I don't know him as well as Hallas and Angelica do, I'm merely a photo of the great sire's brother" I announce proudly with laughter in my tone, "Though in seriousness I'm what keeps this thing floating smoothly." I say just as Hallas enters the room.

Hallas-

I walk to Angelica, while keeping a eye on Reagan. "How're you feeling?" I ask her.

She had a smile that could light up a room.