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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Nov 27, 2006 5:17:01 GMT -5
"Not far from here. What, you thought this was still America? Still day time there," I picked the guy up as the shadows solidified. "Hand yourself to police. Oh and do no evil."
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Nov 27, 2006 12:08:27 GMT -5
"Maybe go back to your roots after jail. Unless your roots are evil."
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Nov 28, 2006 4:20:52 GMT -5
"N-no sir. No evil sir. Back to my roots sir," the poor guy took off like all the dogs of hell were on his tail.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Nov 28, 2006 12:10:37 GMT -5
"He called me sir. Never been a sir."
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Nov 29, 2006 3:08:11 GMT -5
"I think we scared him a little."
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Nov 30, 2006 2:02:35 GMT -5
"Just a little."
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Nov 30, 2006 5:46:16 GMT -5
"So...Sydney. shall we?"
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Nov 30, 2006 14:41:17 GMT -5
"Let's."
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Dec 1, 2006 4:18:41 GMT -5
"By the way...you got any cigerettes?"
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Dec 1, 2006 12:30:14 GMT -5
"Sure. Bad for your health though."
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Dec 1, 2006 19:47:30 GMT -5
"I did quit once. Haven't smoke since New Orleans."
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Dec 2, 2006 2:19:32 GMT -5
I handed the pack over after I'd taken one for myself.
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Dec 2, 2006 8:33:11 GMT -5
"Thanks," I said, lighting up with a lighter I always had on me. For flammable demons, of course.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Dec 2, 2006 8:39:42 GMT -5
"So, Sydney?"
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Dec 2, 2006 19:39:44 GMT -5
"Let's go. Should we hitch or shadow walk?"
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