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postato inizialmente in:Neo Punks
12/17/2015 9:37:22 PM
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[i]They all see Renzo walking down the street, hands in his shorts and wearing a red tank top that says "Uso" showing his tribal tattoo on his left arm.[/i]
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[b]JT not remembering him, and Diana and Jess never hearing of him, they pass him off as some civilian kid, and ignore him. [/b]
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[spoiler]Diana and Jess have both met him[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]No, Alex and Natalie have. Diana and Jess were from the base, just now leaving with JT after 15 years lmao. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Finals got me fūcked up[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Gotcha man. [/spoiler] [b]They keep walking, JT searching for any signs of Etana, as he is the only contact in Hawaii he has, keeping an eye on Renzo, suspicious[/b]
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[i]Renzo walked across some streets, said hello to a few shopkeepers and walked towards the beach. [/i]
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[b]After a while, JT sits down, sending Diana and Jess around to ask around, being the flirty, seductive people they are, and them being trained for this thing, and eventually they get to Renzo [/b] Diana: "'Scuse me there" [b]She says, with a British accent[/b]
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[i]Renzo turned around, a small backpack on his back and holding something rather large in his hand[/i] "Yeah?"
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Jess: "we're looking for a man named Etana Lutu, he's an old friend. Do you know him?" [b]She asked, faking an innocent look to seduce him into giving the answer[/b] [spoiler]Yeah, while they're sluts, they at least won't try to Fūck Renzo. So that's good [/spoiler]
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[i]Renzo was like stone, the look on her face didn't faze him.[/i] "Does he know you?" [i]I asked looking at her[/i] [spoiler]Renzo is like stone dude, it's k[/spoiler]
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Jess: "like I said, were old friends." Diana: "we go way back"
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"Huh okay, can I get your names?" [i]I ask as I cross my arms, showing the name "Lutu" on my left shoulder[/i]
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"Diana Johnson and Jessica Williams" [b]JT says, walking over, recognizing Renzo. [/b]"They're some associates of mine, helped save your dad from a crashing airship"
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"Ah, JT, what are you doing here?" [i]I asked while I held my hand out.[/i]
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[b]He shakes it[/b] JT: "That's classified. I need to get in touch with your father"
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"Classified huh? Alright then I'll take you to him."
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"Great" [b]He says, putting on a pair of golden aviators; the only sunglasses for the true cowboy [/b]
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[i]I began walking along the edge of the beach, leading them back to my house.[/i]
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[b]They all follow, the girls deciding to stay on the beach and go in the water for a while, leaving JT with Renzo. [/b]
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[i]I held a helmet in my hand, different from any combat helmet. It had the #30 on it. A few kids, seeming the age of me walk past, some boys and girls. They look at me and flash smiles saying good game or patting my back. [/i]
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[b]He looks at Renzo, figuring he must play a sport or something[/b] "You play any sports?"
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"Yeah, I play football. Running back and middle linebacker."
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"Ah, sounds fun"
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"It is when your in the field." [i]I chuckled [/i] "Not too far now."
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"Good" [b]He says, thinking back to his teenage years, about sports, remembering his days as a quarterback on a gang team, though the rules were way different, as killing the other team was encouraged[/b]
