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Post by Michael Kenyon on Mar 31, 2009 21:01:00 GMT -5
"Fine" He said with a nod of his head. If it gave him a place to stay for a couple of days he'd keep his mouth shut, not that he wouldn't before.
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Post by Everyone Else on Apr 1, 2009 8:54:54 GMT -5
::That matter was settled, and the man nodded as well.:: "Do you have all of your things together?"
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Post by Michael Kenyon on Apr 1, 2009 10:43:40 GMT -5
"Yeah," He said as he walked over to his bike and zipped up his bag throwing it over his shoulder. Michael turned to the mutant. "Is it in walking distance or am I following you on the bike?"
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Post by Everyone Else on Apr 6, 2009 13:42:01 GMT -5
::The man noticed the motorcycle for the first time; that wouldn't fit in his trunk.:: "Looks like you're following me."
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Post by Michael Kenyon on Apr 6, 2009 13:52:22 GMT -5
"Fine by me" He told him getting his keys to start up his bike when he needed to. "Where's your car?" Michael asked wondering if it was close or if he'd have to push is bike till they reached it, not that he had a problem with that.
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Post by Everyone Else on Apr 6, 2009 13:54:48 GMT -5
"Out back," ::The man said, gesturing at a parking lot behind a nearby tavern.::
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Post by Michael Kenyon on Apr 7, 2009 12:55:12 GMT -5
Michael grabbed the handlebars to his bike ready to push it. "Lead the way" His plan to go to the mansion were no longer an option. The power and rush the kill had given to him was like a drug. There was no telling if he'd become a junkie from it.
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Post by Everyone Else on Apr 8, 2009 13:07:41 GMT -5
::The man nodded and began to walk towards the parking lot and his SUV.::
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Post by Michael Kenyon on Apr 8, 2009 19:02:25 GMT -5
Michael began to push his bike following the man leaving the body behind. Looking back on his life he was surprised his life had taken him this way. Before he met Kylie he had been a totally different person not that he really cared now. He had taken his path and there was no use looking back on who he use to be.
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Post by Everyone Else on Apr 8, 2009 19:08:15 GMT -5
::Within minutes, the man had reached his black SUV; he had argued with his wife about the color until he had won. He hadn't wanted an SUV, but he had lost that argument.:: "I'll drive slow, follow me onto the road. Do you need me to stash anything in the trunk?"
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Post by Michael Kenyon on Apr 9, 2009 15:58:51 GMT -5
Once they arrived at the mutant's vehicle he pulled his motorcycle right beside it. "No, I got everything on my back" He said as he mounted his bike and inserted the key to start it up.
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Post by Everyone Else on Apr 9, 2009 20:04:00 GMT -5
"All right," ::The man said, and climbed into the driver's seat. He started the engine, and then slowly pulled out of the parking space. He would drive slower than usual, to make certain that the young man was following him. Through the window, he said,:: "It's a ten minute drive."
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Post by Michael Kenyon on May 17, 2009 9:13:32 GMT -5
Michael revved the the engine and put the bike into first gear as he started to move the bike to follow him. "Alright, fine" As soon as he got the bike to the right speed he'd put it into the next gear.
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Post by Everyone Else on May 17, 2009 9:22:53 GMT -5
::With that, the man drove out of the parking lot and onto the road towards his house. While he did, he watched his rear view mirror to make sure that Michael was behind him.::
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Post by Michael Kenyon on Jun 2, 2009 9:54:11 GMT -5
He continued to follow the mutant looking around at the people passing on the street and the people inside their vehicles. The idea of being more powerful then them was appealing. That he was in control of who lived and dyed like that guy he killed.
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