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Post by Health on Dec 22, 2005 16:30:49 GMT -5
"Never forget the past but instead look for the meaning of the future," Iris said, "It's something that's on the main door of the Neutral Dimestion, I read it everytime I go past it."
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Post by raphael on Dec 22, 2005 17:10:07 GMT -5
"The past won't let me forget it, and it bears heavily on every action I take." Raphael said, his expression stiffening. He had grown sombre, he did not like the direction the discussion was taking.
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Post by Health on Dec 22, 2005 17:14:20 GMT -5
Iris felt Raphael's discomfort, perhaps one of her greater talents of being able to read people without actually reading their minds, "So you owe me a trip to the Bahamas," she said reaching over and briefly touching Rapahel's arm and smiling.
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Post by raphael on Dec 22, 2005 17:17:30 GMT -5
"indeed I do, but I am afraid that will not come today." Raphael said as the edge of land grew visible on the horizon. They were only about 45 minutes out and then there would be much preperation that would need to be done.
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Post by Health on Dec 22, 2005 17:22:23 GMT -5
"Right, can't blame a girl for trying," Iris said glowing a little and her clothing turned into armor, before being covered with clothes again.
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Post by raphael on Dec 22, 2005 17:26:09 GMT -5
"that has to get heavy..." Raphael said motioning to the bag he had brought with him ever since they had left the car. His breast plate was in it. Made of composite materials, ceremite.
"lighter weight and stronger than lead."
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Post by Health on Dec 22, 2005 17:32:40 GMT -5
"For mortals maybe, but for Guardian's we were born into our roles to wear the armor," Iris said patting her chest, "It's also has runes in it that keeps it strong and light."
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Post by raphael on Dec 22, 2005 17:39:57 GMT -5
"If you say so." Raphael was amused, the armour was archaic, reminiscant of a Tolkein book or the middle ages. He had been working on a full suit of armour based on the technology of his breast plate, servo assisted, maybe it would be ready for this mission, he did not know, it was still tempramental.
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Post by Health on Dec 22, 2005 17:52:03 GMT -5
"You deal with your killers with technology, and I'll deal with them with magic," Iris said tapping her fingers against the armrest. Now they were at the point where she was impatient for action to begin.
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Post by raphael on Dec 22, 2005 17:56:20 GMT -5
"not technology, fear, I deal in fear." He smiled, it was a trick he had learned a long time ago, something that x23 had showed him. He liked to toy with his enemies let them think things while he came back from the other side.
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Post by Health on Dec 22, 2005 17:57:58 GMT -5
"Yes well sometimes running out in a sheet and yelling boo won't work," Iris said winking at Raphael, "Sometimes someone's mine is so strong they don't feel fear and all they want is power."
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Post by raphael on Dec 22, 2005 18:00:22 GMT -5
"indeed, but for those it is even easier to create fear, you just have to take away thier control thier power."
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Post by Health on Dec 22, 2005 18:14:07 GMT -5
"Which is the first thing we should do," Iris said with a smirk and pulled out a computer, "Ever wonder how easy it is to break into a Swiss banking account?"
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Post by raphael on Dec 22, 2005 19:29:15 GMT -5
"first thing is to locate the target and then try to take away everything he holds dear in this world. That usually works, sometimes I don't even have to get my hands dirty, they do all the work themselves."
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Post by Health on Dec 22, 2005 19:33:22 GMT -5
Iris grinned, "Well money is one of the things," she said and quickly began tryping into the computer, "And transfering to another account, which will eventually be transfered to Xavier's, and to delete all the evidence."
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Post by raphael on Dec 22, 2005 19:36:29 GMT -5
"while your at it, I need a 15% cut off the top, can't run an organization with out making a profit, even on personal ventettas. Here is the number." Raphael handed her a slip of paper and he bagan to change course for the stronghold he had selected. If everything had gone according to plan, and Raphael had faith in Ion's abilities, then they would be ready with all of the pertinant data.
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Post by Health on Dec 22, 2005 19:43:15 GMT -5
"Gotcha Love," Iris said tapping into the computer again, adding a little to her own account, rainy day fund. Maybe she's buy that harp she's been wanting that would be nice, she thought deleting the evidence and shutting the computer.
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Post by raphael on Dec 22, 2005 23:26:36 GMT -5
"We are coming up on the landing site now, not much further." Raphael prepared for the landing as a fog rolled in, nothing more symbolic about the cloak and dagger he was about to put on that a nice fog while they landed.
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Post by Health on Dec 23, 2005 9:37:36 GMT -5
Iris closed her eyes as the plane hit the runways, "Please let the brakes work," she murmered clutching the armrests.
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Post by raphael on Dec 23, 2005 11:31:57 GMT -5
"yeah, this is a tilt rotor, it has to land like a helicopter, the proplellors are too long." Raphael brought it in low and found his mark on the gps. He began to descend through the fog. Touch down. The plane landed with ease.
Raphael prepared the plane for shut down while he opened the rear gantry.
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