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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 28, 2007 11:51:03 GMT -5
::The briefing regarding the sentinels had been nothing short of infuriating. They were in danger, and although they had begun to mobilize, Pietro was resistant to taking children on a crusade for which they were unprepared. Particularly thoughts of Emily and Kyra being slain in battle disturbed him. Rossignol he feared for in the same way as he did his sister; he would protect her, but she was strong and a capable fighter.
He had been trusted with a shopping list, and had decided to take matters into his own hands, supplementing it with what he thought was necessary. His conversation with Rin came to mind, who had been mentioned as being one to fight with them. He had sought out the young man, told him to meet him in street clothing outside the mansion in an hour. Pietro now sat behind the wheel of the Acura, waiting for the young man to come down and meet him.::
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Post by prism on Oct 28, 2007 11:55:44 GMT -5
Rin wasn't quite sure what was expected of him, but was actually happy to be able to help. Their earlier conversation had made Rin feel as though he was going to be able to help, but it could have been another useless conversation, like when you tell someone with too much pride you can assist, and they say they'll think about it, but never do. And never take it.
He took a step outside in some faded denim jeans, and a dark T-shirt with a black jacket thrown over that. He looked around until he noticed Pietro in the car, and moved towards it.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 28, 2007 11:57:02 GMT -5
::From inside he Acura, Pietro pushed open the door so the young man could enter. He had already consulted the maps, so that they could find the specialty stores relatively easily.:: "Hello."
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Post by prism on Oct 28, 2007 12:00:00 GMT -5
"Hey" Rin said, slipping into the vehicle and into the passenger seat. He shut the door behind him. "What's up?" He said, buckling his seatbelt and leaning back against the seat.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 28, 2007 12:02:00 GMT -5
::Once the young man secured himself, Pietro locked the doors and turned the key in the ignition. The engine started, and he drove them down the driveway through the gates, and towards the street.:: "We are going on a supply run."
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Post by prism on Oct 28, 2007 12:03:06 GMT -5
"Supplies?" Rin suddenly remembered Pietro asking if he could fire a gun, and wondered if that was the supplies he was talking about. "I take it you don't mean groceries."
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 28, 2007 12:04:49 GMT -5
::Pietro maneuvered the vehicle through the gates, turned onto Graymalkin lane, moving west towards the 287.:: "We do need groceries, dry goods and canned food. First, ammunition."
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Post by prism on Oct 28, 2007 12:13:52 GMT -5
Rin chuckled lightly. "Well then, sounds like fun." Rin ran a hand through his hair. "Where is this place?"
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 28, 2007 12:15:24 GMT -5
"I know two stores in Manhattan, we are stopping there. You may choose any weapon from them you want, if it is marginally legal," ::Pietro explained, merging into the lane that would lead them onto the high way. Once there, he switched into the left lane and increased his speed.::
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Post by prism on Oct 28, 2007 12:16:47 GMT -5
Rin nodded. "Choose a weapon... okay." His mind went through the weapons he knew, and what would possibly help him against giant robots.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 28, 2007 12:18:48 GMT -5
::Pietro divided his attention between the young man in the passenger seat and the other cars on the road.:: "Have you been training?"
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Post by prism on Oct 28, 2007 12:27:25 GMT -5
Rin shook his head. "I honestly haven't, though I've wanted to. I haven't been able to get hold of a gun." He was speaking truthfully, he had been unable to sleep here lately, and that had given him a spare amount of time in which he felt he could practice. Practicing sleepily would be useless.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 28, 2007 12:31:56 GMT -5
::Pietro watched for the signs that would merge them onto the 87 South. When they neared it, he switched into the merging lane. There would be time to help the young man fight with a weapon, after it had been purchased.:: "And with your abilities?"
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Post by prism on Oct 28, 2007 12:36:37 GMT -5
Rin smirked. "Always. That's become almost habit." He though back to many days he woke up and immediately practiced. He had been using his powers like a madman ever since his first danger Room session. Those, he wasn't worried about using tired.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 28, 2007 12:39:04 GMT -5
::At the exit, Pietro merged onto the 87 South, then switched into the left lane, sped again, and watched as the signs for the various Westchester villages passed. If the young man continued to practice with his abilities, he would be formidable, and Pietro would have fewer reservations about him, of all the children, going into battle.:: "Good."
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