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Post by Dynamax on Oct 18, 2011 8:19:07 GMT -5
"Is it bad that i feel a bit tired still from the jet lag?" Norman says.
"Hmm...possible your cybernetics are making adjustment harder on you? Might be best if we return." Billy says. "Do not wish to push you. Pharmacy is on the first floor and Hardware is on the second." He jokes.
Norman laughs. "That's a good one. Yeah...we should."
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Post by CrystalPrison on Oct 18, 2011 8:34:35 GMT -5
Jazz wagged his tail, pleased he was getting his way. "Where's the car? Or would that be cars....?" She asked, doing a mental head count. Wow there's a lot of us....
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Post by Dynamax on Oct 18, 2011 8:54:47 GMT -5
"you know those REALLY long limos?" Darrius says. "We got one of those coming."
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Post by CrystalPrison on Oct 18, 2011 9:02:37 GMT -5
"Really? Awesome," Brooke was pleasantly surprised, because it wasn't like she'd ever been in a limo before. Of course, considering these were the people with easy access to helicopters, she wasn't horribly shocked. "And we're not flying this time. Happy Jazz?" The dog wagged his tail in agreement.
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Post by Inkshade on Oct 18, 2011 14:14:41 GMT -5
Toby walks over to them with a smile "Hello everyone!"
Liz smiles "did you get it?"
"Yesmam." he smiles "I also traded in our car for the limo, so we are set." Toby grins "As soon as you check out we're set to sail."
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Post by Dynamax on Oct 18, 2011 15:16:30 GMT -5
Norman then begins to pick up what Wyn had bought. "To the teller then."
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Post by CrystalPrison on Oct 19, 2011 4:42:56 GMT -5
Brooke began gathering the others' things as well, because it was only polite. "No, Jazz, you can't help. That's not sanitary," She scolded the dog, amused. "But I'm sure you can help carry the bags later." She said, following Norman to the teller. Jazz wagged his tail, pulling Darius along after them.
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Post by Inkshade on Oct 19, 2011 16:19:50 GMT -5
Carson follows with what he was going to buy.
Liz picks up her things and puts an arm around Alex.
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Post by Dynamax on Oct 19, 2011 18:56:25 GMT -5
"you sure you do not want me to carry that?" Alex asks.
"You're a helpful boy." Darrius says. "Wish Guy could learn from you."
"Hey, I got Professor Walsh's coffee without spilling it." Guy says.
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Post by CrystalPrison on Oct 19, 2011 19:22:07 GMT -5
" Coffee," Brooke repeated, voice teasing. "I think Jazz wins that. Give him a basket and he can too....unless it's special?"
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Post by Inkshade on Oct 19, 2011 19:57:34 GMT -5
"No worries love, I got it." Liz smiles.
Wyn smiles as they check out.
Carson waits in line behind Wyn and Norman.
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Post by Dynamax on Nov 10, 2011 10:51:40 GMT -5
"Alright. Let's get this done then." Norman hands over the items to the person at the register, who was staring at him.
"I was a subject of an experimental medicine to cure cancer. Kinda had side effects." Norman says.
The clerk stares a few moments longer before running things through.
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Post by CrystalPrison on Nov 10, 2011 15:00:24 GMT -5
Brooke would have made a comment to the staring clerk, but Jazz whined at her to remind her that that wasn't polite. Instead of speaking to the clerk, she huffed in soft irritation as she set the stuff she'd been carrying down and waited, "So are we getting lunch when we get back?" She asked, figuring a limo wouldn't be good for take out.
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Post by Dynamax on Nov 10, 2011 15:05:24 GMT -5
"Of course, whatever you wish." Darrius says. "We got a good cafteria, though don't let that fool you, you can get darn near anything you want from it. Our chefs are that good."
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Post by Inkshade on Nov 10, 2011 17:06:58 GMT -5
Wyn smiles as they check out, and puts an arm around Norman as they walk away and wait for the others.
Carson pays and joins them.
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