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Post by Kenton "Jonesy" Jones on Feb 17, 2012 21:24:13 GMT
"I did the voice-over." Jonesy said. "And please, call me Jonesy. Mr. Jones was my father."
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Post by Skeith Drayen on Feb 23, 2012 18:57:36 GMT
"Ah, what was the movie about Jonesy?" Skeith asked. "I just couldn't do voice overs expect maybe if it had a good plot." He added walking with the man.
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Post by Kenton "Jonesy" Jones on Feb 24, 2012 0:03:03 GMT
"I don't know. I just did the voice-over for the trailer." Jonesy said as the turned the corner. "Ah, there's the cafe right there."
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Post by Steven Jokes on Mar 8, 2012 22:15:52 GMT
Steven turned the corner onto the same street but on the opposite sides. He stopped near a lamp post and gazed a the London skyline.
He didn't know where to look but he knew how when your a rider, things just find you.
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Post by Skeith Drayen on Mar 12, 2012 6:39:19 GMT
"I guess that's how it is sometimes." Skeith replied. He looked at the cafe seeing a man standing at a nearby lamp post. "Not bad of a place." He said with a sense of humor.
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Post by Saruwatari Kenta on Mar 18, 2012 22:05:09 GMT
Ken carried on playing some casual music getting a few pence and the occasional euro. He noticed a man playing with his phone near a lamp post somehow he knew the man wasn't casually standing there.
~Sorry about our absence lately we haven't gotten our paychecks yet so we still don't have a computer. see you all soon.~
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Post by Steven Jokes on Apr 17, 2012 10:36:09 GMT
Steven closed his phone at slid it smoothly into his breast pocket, standing out here wouldn't get him much luck. Just outside his vision he noticed a street performer staring at him. He clocked him.
Once....chance...
Jokes walked into the nearby cafe and order the least ridiculous sounding coffee on the menu. He took a corner booth with a view of the street and although his body language looked casual, his eyes were fully alert.
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Post by Saruwatari Kenta on Apr 20, 2012 20:20:11 GMT
Ken watched the man in the suit enter the coffee shop and sit down. He packed up his guitar and followed the man inside the shop, after shuffling around in his coin jar his found enough money to get the cheapest drink on the menu and sat down the other end of the cafe. His sasword Zecter tuccked nicely insid ehis pocket, he hoped he wouldn't have to use but something told him this guy was more than meets the eye.
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Post by Steven Jokes on Apr 24, 2012 13:41:06 GMT
Jokes sipped his coffee without actually tasting it, hoping something would present itself soon. He knew the search for the Liberty armor would be a long one. Since the events of the so called Armageddon had been linked to Kevin Williams disappearance and the loss of the suit, chances were he had been here at the end.
The young Asian musician had followed him into the shop and was obviously looking at him.
Twice.... coincidence...
Chances are his training was sending him a bit paranoid. This was only his third mission with the Justice suit, but by far this was the only important one to date. The recon mission to Scotland during the apocalypse was routine and the clean up he had to do in Moscow never officially happened.
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