Keep the drugs
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| - | You shoulder Jamie's bag. Dennis is going to be found naked and bloodied next to a | + | You shoulder Jamie's bag. Dennis is going to be found naked and bloodied next to a pants-less teen in a graveyard. It's far from clear that leaving drugs on him is going to alter his fate much. |
You're not sure a mess bag with a bong and a dime bag is going to help you much. But it's clearly Jamie's bag and he's already had a lousy enough day. Doubtless Dennis made him carry the drugs. He struck you as a serious user. The way he beat on his supposed friend... | You're not sure a mess bag with a bong and a dime bag is going to help you much. But it's clearly Jamie's bag and he's already had a lousy enough day. Doubtless Dennis made him carry the drugs. He struck you as a serious user. The way he beat on his supposed friend... | ||
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You kiss him on the forehead and turn to go. | You kiss him on the forehead and turn to go. | ||
| - | You're in a black duster over a totally undersized grey tee shirt. Your ragged pants used to be camouflage. Now they're mostly washed out green. ''Heh. A ponytail and some guns and I'm fuckin' Lara Croft.'' | + | You're in a black duster over a totally undersized grey tee shirt. Your ragged pants used to be camouflage. Now they're mostly washed-out green. ''Heh. A ponytail and some guns and I'm fuckin' Lara Croft.'' |
| - | Well, Lara Croft who could use a shower. You shake out the last remaining traces of your pinned-up hair. 'It must look like you were sexually assaulted in the grass..because you were. | + | Well, Lara Croft who could use a shower. You shake out the last remaining traces of your pinned-up hair. ''It must look like you were sexually assaulted in the grass... because you were.'' |
You glance at Dennis. ''Shoulda seen the other guy.'' | You glance at Dennis. ''Shoulda seen the other guy.'' | ||
Current revision as of 23:21, 28 September 2011
You shoulder Jamie's bag. Dennis is going to be found naked and bloodied next to a pants-less teen in a graveyard. It's far from clear that leaving drugs on him is going to alter his fate much.
You're not sure a mess bag with a bong and a dime bag is going to help you much. But it's clearly Jamie's bag and he's already had a lousy enough day. Doubtless Dennis made him carry the drugs. He struck you as a serious user. The way he beat on his supposed friend...
You check Jamie again. He's still breathing. His nose is a wreck, and he's sure to have broken ribs. Poor kid.
You kiss him on the forehead and turn to go.
You're in a black duster over a totally undersized grey tee shirt. Your ragged pants used to be camouflage. Now they're mostly washed-out green. Heh. A ponytail and some guns and I'm fuckin' Lara Croft.
Well, Lara Croft who could use a shower. You shake out the last remaining traces of your pinned-up hair. It must look like you were sexually assaulted in the grass... because you were.
You glance at Dennis. Shoulda seen the other guy.
Time to move.
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| Young, attractive nun |
