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Post by Insane Pirate Dragon on Jan 18, 2007 23:16:50 GMT -5
"And should be able to kick this, on prob then. Here we are." Kitt said as they reached her trailer. "And if we can't pin him, I think the best way to show Norman up is to wipe the track with him, that is if he's behind this little fiasco."
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Post by ebonyviper on Jan 18, 2007 23:48:21 GMT -5
"Oh, he is..." said Sapphire as she managed to back inside her trailer and lay down, "How else would he want me to suffer... I'm not going to let him force me into redlining again, though... if I can help it... Thanks, Kitt..."
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Ebony had been thinking about it for a few minutes, but it had come time for her to decide. Would she want to go back and face the consequences or woud she be better off getting away from the blame?
The thought of her two children, both napping on the sleeping pad, made her sick to her gas tank. She didn't want them to suffer through what she might suffer through if she went back.
So she did the next thing that came to her mind. Ebony gathered them up, paid the hotel for her room, and went off on her own out in the streets of Miami, keeping to the shadows of the alleyways so that none of the authorities would see her.
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Post by fierano on Jan 19, 2007 0:28:38 GMT -5
Eddie Kuramoto had to slip away for a few moments, it wasn't as if his team would miss having him around until the green flag, anyway. He looked very suspicious(ly tense) as he headed toward his trailer. He hoped that the tuner he'd helped didn't leave a sort of "Thank you, sucker" message for him...
===MeAnWhIlE!===
"Jens, the situation's getting tense. Why don't you wait in your trailer for a bit while we scope things out." "Sure, no problem." Jens headed out of his garage...but not toward his trailer. He had to find out what was going on, if only to appease the phantom Briton that had taken residence in his hood...
((Who'll he run into first? YOU decide!))
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Post by ebonyviper on Jan 19, 2007 0:36:02 GMT -5
In fact, that's what Ebony did... or didn't do. Flint had planted just such a letter in Eddie's trailer just to stoke the fire of turning those that she was in contact with against her. He wanted Ebony to suffer.
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Getting a bit distressed because he couldn't find his sister, Boost was becoming agitated and worked-up that he didn't know that he was about to run into someone...
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Ebony had found by chance an abandoned warehouse to hideout in. There she knew that she would be safe for a little while before she had to pick up and leave again.
And the twins were going to be hungry when they woke up. It looked like she was going to have to steal some fuel so that she could feed them.
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Post by fierano on Jan 19, 2007 0:41:16 GMT -5
Eddie's trailer opened, and everything seemed sickeningly normal. He looked inside...nothing out of place...no messes...nothing except for a letter planted on the floor.
He opened it, and suddenly he felt as if he had drank an entire barrel of ipecac.
"Thanks...sucker." Eddie just had to read it out loud...and it moved him damn near tears...
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Glimmer was looking one way when someone bumped into him from the other. He quickly double-took that direction, to find himself looking at a silver/pearl-pink Viper tuner. A Viper tuner he recognized as belonging to the crew that Kamui had been friends with. Of course, the Viper was already receiving the visual onslaught that was Jens' trademark ice-cold stare.
You were saying?
"Good morning. I don't suppose you've heard of what's been going down here..."
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Post by ebonyviper on Jan 19, 2007 0:50:49 GMT -5
Boost had been toughened by years of living on the streets to not be bothered by Glimmer's icy stare. He returned that stare with his own.
"Yeah, the fuel's been poisoned and some racers got sick," replied Boost, "And they are trying to figure out who's responsible."
Not to mention that my sister is missing... Boost thought to himself, but manage not to show his worry.
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Post by fierano on Jan 19, 2007 0:59:09 GMT -5
Eddie needed time to think. And cry. Or whatever he could do amidst this tide of emotions enveloping him. His team hated him, fellow racers wanted to "exorcise" him from the face of the earth, and the one person he decided to be genuinely nice to had abused his kindness.
He closed the trailer door and sobbed...trying to think...but eventually, falling asleep...
((UH OH.))
===MEANWHILE!===
Glimmer's stare hardened as Boost tried to reply and act all tough. It was almost betraying to him. "I couldn't help but wonder what a guy like you would be doing with access to the track this early before the race. How'd you get in anyway?"
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Post by Insane Pirate Dragon on Jan 19, 2007 1:03:44 GMT -5
Kitt gave Sapphire a smile. "You're welcome, you just take it easy right now. I'll just be outside if you need anything."
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Post by Reiji Neko Mitsukai on Jan 19, 2007 1:14:34 GMT -5
(Gah... Four pages later, I have to try to catch up...)
It all started with an urgent ringing from Danielle's cell unit. The insistant beeping woke her up, and it was a few moments before she could gather the awareness to answer it.
"... Yeah?..."
"Danielle! I just got a call from officals!"
The voice of her boss instantly woke her up- he sounded almost panicked. "Mr. Carson! Wut's goin' on?"
"The fuel! It's been tainted! The competitors have been poisoned!"
Her eyes instantly widened. "Mah lord... Ah'll call David- maybeh we're not too late! Ah'll call yeh back!" With that she hung up, radioing David on her CB.
As it was, David was already up. He had woken up with the commotion outside, and had isolated the fuel that was accessible throughout the night before he talked to a member of security- he didn't know if it was tainted, but he didn't want Anastasia to be the one to find out.
"David! David, yah there?!"
He paused, watching paramedics hurry by. "I'm here, Danielle. What is it?"
"Don't let Annie drink th' fuel!"
He was sure to place the fuel where no one could get at it while he was in the pit area without him knowing. He checked on them again. "I know, Danielle. I've got everything under control here. I believe we're in luck- I think Annie slept in this morning."
"Mr. Carson's flippin' 'is hood! He's scared tuh death 'is sister's been poisoned!"
Meanwhile-
Anastasia slowly woke up. Blinking the sleep from her eyes, she glanced up at the clock.
Looked again.
"Oh no..." she groaned. Half an hour late...
Quickly, she reached over to open the door. As it lowered, she rolled out, only to find chaos...
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Post by ebonyviper on Jan 19, 2007 1:35:23 GMT -5
"I have a few friends who are racecars," replied Boost, "and they gave me and my sister free passes."
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"Alright..." Sapphire nodded, trying to rest so that she could recover.
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Ebony had gone quickly and stolen a can of baby fuel from a store that was a couple of blocks away from the warehouse that she had chosen as her hideout. She rested in front of her twins, waiting for them to wake up.
After they had eaten their fill, she thought that she might get a chance to rest, although she had foregone eating herself.
She was also having a mental breakdown...
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Post by fierano on Jan 19, 2007 1:46:14 GMT -5
"Really. You have a good rest here?" Glimmer could already tell he was lying...but would that voice inside his head agree?
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A bit of soot swirled around the inside of a Miami warehouse where a possible fugitive was taking shelter. It seemed like just an eddy of wind, blowing in from some duct or from the outside. Only this eddy was getting more intense...and more visible. Soon it was like a small black hole had formed inside...only it was forming a shape. A very automotive shape.
"You...betrayed me..." came a haunting whisper from the source of the shadow...
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Post by ebonyviper on Jan 19, 2007 2:09:50 GMT -5
"Yeah, I did have a good rest," said Boost, wondering what Glimmer was getting at.
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Ebony shook herself from her fever-thoughts as she heard the voice acuse her of betraying it. She gave a horrified gasp and attempted to back away, yet the fact that her worsening condition was leaving her an invalid inside the abandoned warehouse.
"N-n-no, I didn't betray anybody..." she whimpered in vain, as if trying to deny the guilt that felt inside.
(((((OOC: I have to go to sleep now because it's about 2AM where I live. See you all later. Goodnight.)))))
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Post by fierano on Jan 19, 2007 2:15:16 GMT -5
"Deny it all you want...but what goes around will come around..." the voice continued...as the figure that embodied it started to draw closer.
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"What about your sister? Where was she last night?" Glimmer asked. This was more than just a conversation to him...it was an interrogation.
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Post by Reiji Neko Mitsukai on Jan 19, 2007 2:26:51 GMT -5
Anastasia made her way through the chaos to her pit.
"David!" she called over the noise. "David, what's going on?"
The truck motioned for her to come into the pit, and she obeyed. "Don't drink the fuel," he warned, gesturing towards the cans he had isolated. "Almost everyone else was poisoned."
She gasped. "Poisoned?!"
He nodded. "I'm not sure if yours is, but I don't want you to find out on your own. We'll have to wait until replacement fuel comes. Meanwhile, you should call your brother. He knows about the fuel, and is worried you drank it."
She nodded and moved towards her trailer, her mind abuzz. Who would want to do such a thing? How many had actually drank the tainted fuel? How many were sick- or worse? Would they still have the race in the afternoon?
She suddenly stopped.
Eddie!
Quickly, she drove further down the line, towards the trailer of the backup of #86. She had to make sure he was okay...
"Eddie! Eddie- are you in there?"
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Post by Kamui.EXE on Jan 19, 2007 7:10:13 GMT -5
<<'Ee'z tellin' da tru'th. If yeh dun' believ' me, wat'ch hiz eyez, lad. Dey're loo'kin' up ah lot. Meanz 'ee'z rememb'rin' stuffz an' not be maki'n crazeh scra'p up. IF 'ee were loo'kin' down lotz which... 'EE IZN'.... dat mea'nz dat 'ee'z fabricati'n sumthin'.... in oth'r werdz lyin'. Alzo.... I kin sence 'ee be tellin' da tru'th.>> said El Bandito.
(OOC: Actually.... the eye thing is true. Looking up means recollection and looking down means fabrication. This is something police interrogators use when they're trying to figure out the truth from a suspect.)
~Kamui.EXE
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