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    When Josiah and his escorts finally arrived at FEND, Josiah figured he now knew what Cheyenne Mountain and Area 51 really looked like.
    "Let me guess, Senior Agent. As of now my skills mean precisely... d**k."

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    • Doyle gives a slight nod to acknowledge that he heard Sarah. "Oh look at this one over here." He takes a slight stroll further up the hall and stops at a rather odd looking statue.

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      • On the chopper ride back to base, Fred is as quiet as usual but something is bothering him. "One thing that confuses me..if these Eternals are as potent as they seem to be, and they apparently are doing what we do..why are we here? I mean, don't get me wrong, this job is great..but if they can do what we do only better..where do we fit in?"
        Engaged to the amazing Marmalady. She is my Silver Dragon, shining as bright as the sun. I her Black Dragon (though good honestly), dark as night..fierce and strong.

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        • "Is it supposed to be lumpy like that?" She loops her arm around Doyle's and leans in as if in a "touching" moment. Under her breath she asks, "Think you can block enough cameras?"
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          • Agent Newton - Romaza's Team - On Helicopter

            "Do we know they're doing what we do?" Joey points out to him. "We know of one Eternal, ol' Roland the Gunslinger down there, but he's a wild card. The other Eternals may be hostile to the Foundation, for all we know."
            PWNADE(TM) - Serve up a glass today! | PWNZER - An act of pwnage so awesome, it's like the victim got hit by a tank.

            There are only Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse because I choose to walk!

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            • sarah sneaks up behind them and says, "of course its supposed to be lumpy...art is never fluid!"

              sarah gives a slight nod up towards something in the corner very near them, and whispers very softly "you could try that one..."
              It is by snark alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the juice of the coffee bean that thoughts acquire 'tude, the lips acquire mouthiness, the glares become a warning.

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              • "What does lumpy have to do with fluid?" She leans down to ruffle Sarah's hair. Whispered, "Let's get closer to the glasses and then you guys cover me. Shouldn't take long."
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                • sarah playfully bats khel's hand away muttering something about not being a kid but with a smile on her face, "this is not art..."sarah gestures vaguely to the statue, "art is colors on canvas, or something weird..."

                  sarah wanders down a hallway stopping every now and then to look at a picture thoughtfully as if trying to find an example. Her wanderings eventually lead them to the glasses which she walks right by without so much as a second glance stopping just beyond at a rather expensive and old looking urn that stands almost as tall as she is.

                  "see someone made this piece to be a trash can."
                  It is by snark alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the juice of the coffee bean that thoughts acquire 'tude, the lips acquire mouthiness, the glares become a warning.

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                  • Terry notices that Maya is acting a bit unusual; she doesn't seem distressed, just the 'ooh shiny!' type of agitated that she gets when there's something interesting going on. "Come on, silly, I know you can't hear them, so what's up?" The dog eyes Siobhan's plate--"Forget it"--then bounces up and steals some bacon off of Terry's. "I know that's not what you wanted. It's not nice to stare, so cut it out."
                    "I am quite confident that I do exist."
                    "Excuse me, I'm making perfect sense. You're just not keeping up." The Doctor

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                    • Doyle follows along until the reach the urn and the glasses, "Is that what it is? And here I thought it was a priceless Urn." He chuckles, "No touching." He gives her a wide grin and glances around the room planning on how best to distract the cameras and/or guards.

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                      • "Good point." Comments Fred. When they land at the base he is going to go read some of the archives and see if there is anything else he can sink his teeth into. Resting as needed of course.
                        Engaged to the amazing Marmalady. She is my Silver Dragon, shining as bright as the sun. I her Black Dragon (though good honestly), dark as night..fierce and strong.

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                        • Sarah glances around as well looking for something to make a really big scene and draw people away so khel can do her job, jerking her hand away from the urn with a scowl at doyle. "I'm NOT a child Unca....besides...I'd be made to clean up all the trash they stash inside it."
                          Last edited by Sarlon; 05-23-2012, 09:54 PM.
                          It is by snark alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the juice of the coffee bean that thoughts acquire 'tude, the lips acquire mouthiness, the glares become a warning.

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                          • "Maybe we oughtta stash you inside it." Doyle says with a bemused grin. (ooc: I'm drawing a creative blank atm, I may edit or post again when I think of something)

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                            • sarah gets a sudden brain storm while doyle is leaned in so close she whispers, "follow my lead lets see if we can give her some room to work..."

                              Sarah continues to wander a little further along the area till she finds that which she was looking for...a rather well dressed older man alone looking at a piece of artwork. she walks up beside the poor old innocent man and after a brief pause screeches at the top of her rather incredible voice, "PERVERT!! UNCA THIS MAN TOUCHED ME!"
                              It is by snark alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the juice of the coffee bean that thoughts acquire 'tude, the lips acquire mouthiness, the glares become a warning.

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                              • As Sarah starts to screech, Loren begins to move towards her, somewhat quickly, but on enough of a trajectory to pass by the glasses.
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