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Post by Jack Frost on Nov 29, 2010 23:12:30 GMT
Jack slid another file across the desk. It was a pale blue ring-bind folder with the words "Lucky Clover" printed on it. Inside were various bits and bobs of information mostly on Orphnoch who seemed strong or (for some reason) mentally unstable.
"See, that bar, across town? Club Clover? We own it," Jack asked, seeing if Thomas knew what he meant "We need bar staff, we need a Spec-Ops team to do our ... dirty work, two birds, one stone," He said.
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Post by Thomas Reagan on Nov 29, 2010 23:39:15 GMT
"I'm not quite following, Sir." Thomas admitted.
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Post by Jack Frost on Nov 30, 2010 12:29:03 GMT
"I want you to see if you can find us any really, really, really strong Orphnoch's," Jack explained "So we can make an elite team that are a cut above the Riotroopers, might come in handy,"
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Post by Thomas Reagan on Nov 30, 2010 21:58:27 GMT
"Ah, I understand. While I'm there, I'll do what I can against Hellfire, I'll stop any other opposition, if any Riders or other foes should be there, and I'll also get us our Orphnochs." Thomas said, "Now, is there anything else, or shall I get my things together so I can depart in the morning?"
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Post by Jack Frost on Dec 1, 2010 14:09:12 GMT
"Nope, that's about it," Jack smiled, he got up and extended a hand "It was good to see you again,"
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Post by Thomas Reagan on Dec 1, 2010 20:06:26 GMT
Thomas shook back, "And a pleasure to see you as well, Sir." Thomas withdrew his hand and stepped out.
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