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publicado originalmente en:Neo Punks
12/16/2015 4:21:12 PM
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Limbo nods at him, taking a seat next to him and pulling out a cigarette, lighting it and taking a big puff
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"Hello friend, you hear about the California quarantines?"
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"No, I did not."
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"Yep, they quarantined the whole state off, God knows why, my son goes to school in San Diego, but my best friend is there with him, he should be fine."
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"I've heard about that, what is the school?"
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"San Diego Boarding school, I can't teleport in to get him out, and the URNA hasn't told jack shit about why they quarantined it."
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"Hrm. What do they do there?"
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Limbo gave him a sideways look "They... Learn, it's a school."
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"Oh." Sawyer extinguished his cigar with his finger.
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Limbo raised an eyebrow "You got a thing for pain?"
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"It didn't hurt."
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"You a nanocyte?" Limbo puts out his cigarette
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Editado por VertheAlt: 12/16/2015 10:00:32 PM"You better believe it. You?"
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"I can tell you, but then I'd have to kill you." Limbo kept a straight face, before bursting out into laughter "I'm a watcher."
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Editado por VertheAlt: 12/16/2015 10:05:47 PM"Cool? Your profession?"
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He motions to his black cloak "Legion."
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"Assassins, eh? I like it. I'm a PI. Here, take my card." He puts a card on Limbo's lap. It reads [i]Aaron Sawyer, Proffesional Private Investigator. [/i]
