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The Spark (Part 1 of The E.D.E.N. Project)
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Aidan, The Demo Man
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Jun 20, 2013 09:50PM
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Jen looked down at sighed. She packed up her stuff and leaned against a wall.
"That is a question I have asked too many times..." she whispered to herself. Then turned to him. "I don't exactly want to go to the Citadel..."
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She blushed faintly again. "No... no... Family issues I want to take care of..." she whispered.
Jen gave a nod. "What about our new member?"
(( btw... there is tomorrow ))
(( 1130 mountain time ))
((I came back from the trip. I'm tired. You guys wrote four pages and I scrolled through them randomly. I saw some words like 'bump' 'citadel' 'cry' 'blush' 'hurt' 'future' and more... Ugh, and after ten minutes, I still have no idea where you guys are... :G))
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((So fine. I get the idea that two of the girls, Alexia and Maisie, bumped into each other and then apologized. Then some people did introduction. Everybody knows who everybody is. Then they're trying to figure out the fastest way to the citadel I'm guessing. And Chief said something about kidding him and insanity and a cave. Then a jumble of brackets and... there's stuff about being captured, saying sorry, touching, looks, either do or die and leaving. Woah? *bangs head multiple times* Oh well. So I'm taking that they're just leaving?))
((Well, I'll just take it that Ruth handed Fenech his bag, all checked. Ready to go... Did you ever take time differences as a huge problem in RP groups? When some people turn on at this time, others turn on at that time, and mostly, there's almost never a time when everybody is on. It seems so frustrating.))
((Ah, me too! :) Though I doubt I'll be really free then. But hey, Goodreads RPs taught me how to multitask. :P))
((LOL, I was just leaving. Do you know what time it is? It's 10.30 here, we're like across the world.))
((So, Ruth hands Fenech his bag already, what does he have inside?))
((You know a lot of guns, all I know is a pistol. How lame is that? I guess I'm not a boy and plays games about guns or some army guy who has to memorize every gun existent. And wait, magazines? I've got to make a story about how in the world he got that in the middle of forests.))
((Oh, those magazines! I thought they were the paper type with all those clothes and stuff! Ha, ha, silly me!))
((I thought magazines were the book type because in my country, we rarely call bullets magazines since we call them bullets. I am officially signing out now, bye. :))
(I'm almost dying out of tiredness but anyway, I hate not knowing about guns but here in Singapore, there aren't booms or dhows or games about any...)
(( I'm on... :P ))
(( What's up? Think very carefully about the question. ))
(( Heh finally someone who answers correctly :P ))
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Jen walked over to Maisy and waved. She sat on the edge of the ledge.
Jen grabbed some ammo and stuffed it in her bag. Then stood by Fen.
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Jen stretched. "So... are we going?"
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