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Posted by vampyremage on Jul 18, 2010 13:45:46 GMT -6
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"I tell you what," Meld promised because she really was starting to like Megan, "when we have the time to ensure a lack of alarm and a lack of cops having ulterior motives for tracking us down, I promise you a ride in a shiny new sports car." She didn't have much experience with car theft, admittedly, but her electric hand made it ridiculously easy and she had to admit a joy ride in a convertible sounded like fun.
"I'll remind you before we leave," Meld assured Megan. She began driving in the direction of the warehouse she and Aura had used as a safe house numerous times prior, making sure not to take a direct route. She never had gotten her official license but given her current record with the police, there didn't seem to be much point now. The trick was going at the steady speed of traffic so as to not attract attention. After twenty minutes of driving they arrived, parking the vehicle about two blocks from the werehouse itself. It was always a good idea to be safe and thus, even if the car was reported stolen and somehow found, parking a distance away from their destination would make it much more difficult for the cops to track them down.
Meld waited for Megan to exit the vehicle before starting to walk in the direction of their destination. "I've only had to use it a few times but its always good to have around, just in case." Aura, on the other hand, used it quite often. She wasn't certain just how often, but she knew her friend got in a lot more potential trouble than she did and that was saying something, considering her own activities.
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Posted by Megan on Sept 13, 2010 22:22:32 GMT -6
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Mar 30, 2021 23:32:37 GMT -6
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"when we have the time to ensure a lack of alarm and a lack of cops having ulterior motives for tracking us down, I promise you a ride in a shiny new sports car."
"WooHoo!" Her arms flew into the air, and she arched her back and wiggled in the seat a little, which made a crackling sound. Her lip curled and she ceased her excitement. "Aww... I think a wrapper is stuck to my butt..." Upon further inspection, she discovered that there was a candy wrapper attached to her. "Gross..."
"I've only had to use it a few times but its always good to have around, just in case."
An eyebrow raised, and she cocked her head at Meld as she exited the car, and kicked the door shut. "Oh? I'll bet there are some pretty exciting stories attached to this place then..." She let the end trail off, an open invitation to story time, as well as a little bit of a nudge. Surely, with such a... modified body, one would have quite a few tales of which how it came to be. As well as a few tales of how exactly she fell into the shadows of New York crime.
While waiting, she took a few moments to take in her surroundings a little more, as she tagged along behind the metallic woman. It was always good to have a few good escape routes on hand... even if you didn't think you'd necessarily need them.
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