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Snowdrift | Started by: DropDeadGenie on Jul 30, '12 22:48 |
The frigid air in his nostrils was permeated with the fetid miasma of the fishery and the literal tons of gull shit left by animals smart enough to have long fled to their beachfront love nests in Freeport and Key West. ‘Yet here I am, at some rundown harbor outside Wilmington,’ thought Gene Devereaux as he snapped straight the wool lined lapel of his flight jacket and tightened his scarf. ‘Waiting for my ship to come in.’ |
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Goku exited the backseat of the car and stretched, then nodded to his driver to wait in the car. He turned toward Gene and smiled quickly, before looking around the docks. Goku took in all of his surroundings: the chill of the winter air on his face, the soft sploosh of the Delaware river to his left, the persistent knocking of boats on the docks. The smell of the docks reminded him of his childhood in Normandy. Pulling a cigarette from his jacket, Goku attempted to strike a match. But the wind, although not strong, was just enough to make it difficult. After a couple more strikes he strolled over to Gene and shook his hand.
"Sorry, old bat, had to catch up with a couple of ladies on 5th street. They kept me a bit longer than I thought they would." He said with a chuckle.
"Got a light?" |
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Reply by: Goku at Jul 31, '12 22:18 | |
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Gene dug his Zippo out of the pocket of his trousers and tossed it to Goku.
"Keep it up, ol' top, and the syph'll see they don't keep ya at all." He chuckled and took another slug of bourbon. "Any idea whass goin' on? Something about this deal seems mighty strange to me. Might be I'm just bein' an ol' paranoiac."
He returned to his place at the wall of the dock house, and absentmindedly cracked his knuckles. |
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Reply by: DropDeadGenie at Jul 31, '12 22:33 | |
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Goku chuckled a bit, lit his cigarette and took a powerful drag. Exhaling slowly, he continued to be on high alert for anything out of the ordinary.
"No STD would dare come aftrer me. They all know I'd kick their asses."
He chuckled again, before taking another drag of his cigarette. After a moment, he turned back to Gene to ask a question.
"So mate, why am I here? I didn't get any info, just a time and a place. Who we gonnna wack?" |
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Reply by: Goku at Aug 01, '12 17:05 | |
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'Great god, just what I needed.' A icy blast of wind caused him to shiver violently. He took another belt of whiskey and handed the flask to Goku, hoping the alcohol would ease some nerves.
"Drink some a' dis. Maybe take the itch outta'dat trigger finger a' yo's afore I hafta bury some flatfoot. We're just here ta wait on a shipment like we was tol', den load it up innuh dat dere truck. Easy goon work. ...Wait now,.. 'ell damn my eyes, dere she is now!"
The La Marsopa was cruising upriver, smokestack puffing a great black cloud which traced its route back to the Atlantic. Gene raced back around to the truck, hopped in the cab, and proceeded to back it up to the pier. |
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Reply by: DropDeadGenie at Aug 02, '12 00:32 | |
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Goku beckoned Gene backwords towar the pier, holding up his hand to tell him to stop when he was right at the egde of the dock. He then turned and took in the big steamboat. It was an older model, probably from the late 1800's, and it's color made that painfully obvious. Goku couldn't tell what color exactly that it originally was, but he could tell that it was now a dark brown rust in most places, with some greyish looking paint chipping off in many places. The boat's foghorn sounded off as it drifted slowly into the docks. This made the hair on Goku's neck stand on end. There was something creepy about that sound.
He turned and noticed Gene had gotten out of the truck and was standing next to him, also taking in the appearence of the boat. Goku handed him the now empty whiskey flask with a grin.
"Shouldn't have offered it, mate." |
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Reply by: Goku at Aug 02, '12 08:03 | |
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Gene wrenched the flask out of his partner's hand and stuffed it back into his breast pocket, focusing too intently on the events at hand to notice he was dry. "Now why would dey go an' do a thing like dat?" He once more tightened the knot in his scarf; the wind was starting to rise and and with it a great monstrous chill that threatened to freeze Gene solid. His now-heavy breathing started to fog his sunglasses, but he wouldn't take them off.
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Reply by: DropDeadGenie at Aug 03, '12 02:14 | |
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Goku smiled as he looked at the Thompson in Gene's hands. It wasn't his sort of weapon, but he would hold onto it just in case. Goku took a seat on the hood of the truck and pulled his custom Welrod out of his pocket. He took a moment to admire the experimental pistol that had become his favorite. It was an elongated, silenced, bolt-action pistol made in Britain. He fitted a custom 10X mini-scope on the top, and loaded it with his custom made armor piercing rounds. He cocked the gun and tested the sights up the road, when a loud bang sounded from the ship, and he saw Gene dive into the dock offices. He turned and started walking toward Gene's location when he heard a low grumbling coming from the road behind him.
Whipping his head back around, he saw the single headlight of a motorcycle in the distance. He fired off a warning shot with the Thompson, then took position behind the truck, using the hood as a stabilizer, aiming down his sights at the figure on the motorcycle. He saw a familiar silhouette riding it in, but he couldn't quite put his finger on who it was. |
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Reply by: Goku at Aug 03, '12 21:06 | |
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