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Post by The Stranger on Aug 16, 2012 10:00:52 GMT -5
"Sir our security standards are the highest. Bargain Beds LLC maintains a commitment to its clients..." it was gibberish and legalese.
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Aug 16, 2012 13:01:21 GMT -5
Malcolm rubbed his tired eyes, not assured by the legal jargon. Unfortunately, he saw little choice. He needed medical attention and the girl would be more secure here than in a camp full of PMCs and doctors. With a last glance at his coffins, the merc made his way out towards the Camp.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 19, 2012 20:28:56 GMT -5
Sam walked into the motel looking around. He smiled, unlike the other two he recognized this one from the video he had seen. His eyes went up and down the rows. And he tried to remember the correct coffin.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 19, 2012 21:24:47 GMT -5
"Sir are you here to purchase a coffin? We offer the standard, and the deluxe, which comes with a completely complimentary automated massage for an additional 5 nuyen." the automated voice says to him as he enters.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 19, 2012 21:45:08 GMT -5
Sam ignored the voice and walked up to the correct coffin. He tried to open the door testing to see if it would open.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 19, 2012 21:47:24 GMT -5
"SIR STEP AWAY FROM THE COFFIN! YOU ARE NOW TRESPASSING!" The voice went from a sweet female voice to a roaring tiger-bitch. "YOU HAVE 30 SECONDS TO COMPLY OR SECURITY WILL BE CALLED."
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Post by The Smith on Aug 19, 2012 21:59:06 GMT -5
Sam stepped back and said, "Tabby... can you override?"
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 19, 2012 22:00:42 GMT -5
"That would be a violation of Terms and Conditions, as well as a potential violation of numerous Feder.." Tabby began until Sam cut her off. "Additionally, there is a back-up hardwire alarm so it wouldn't help."
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Post by The Smith on Aug 19, 2012 22:05:22 GMT -5
Sam studied it. He had gotten to know a thing or two about security systems. He was looking to see if he could just muscle it open, and run. If that was impossible he was going to have to get some equipment.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 19, 2012 22:08:23 GMT -5
Muscling it was certainly possible. This was not exactly the heaviest security motel in The Port, and even the best one of those sucked. Cracking the casing and rewiring it so the door opened automatically was possible too, and slightly more elegant a solution, but either would work.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 19, 2012 22:22:08 GMT -5
Sam looked around the motel seeing if he could spot a storage room or closet. He looked back and forth.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 19, 2012 22:26:48 GMT -5
There was only the lobby, and the coffins lining the walls. No closets, no bathrooms. Just a datastation for hiring a coffin, and the doors.
"Warning 10 seconds until security is called. You should be aware that the guaranteed response time for this unit is....8 minutes!"
The voice said, as if that was something to be proud of. It was widely felt in the security industry that announcing the ETA for security forces reduced the possibility of the criminal remaining on the premises, since data showed they were not present when security arrived 87.00% of the time, versus 79.53% of the time when no announcement was provided. Less "Potentially Hostile" encounters with "Persons engaged in alleged criminal conduct" lowered insurance premiums.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 19, 2012 22:32:52 GMT -5
Sam stepped forward and pulled out his pocket knife. He removed the cover of the lock, and he began to cut the wires slowly. He wiped away the sweat from his eyes, and worked at it quickly. His fingers moved with a calm precision no matter how nervous he was.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 19, 2012 22:45:17 GMT -5
There was a "bzzt" and Sam felt a slight tingle in his finger tips, but the door came open. Molly, if that's who she was, literally fell out of the coffin, into Sam's arms.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 19, 2012 22:56:44 GMT -5
Sam caught her, and could not help himself, but kissed her forehead. Then he lifted her, and left the motel. He wished he could leave a present for the man who had murdered the Troll. But revenge would have to wait.
He walked onto the streets, and then crossed it into an alley that had no security cameras. He was going to have to lose himself in there before he excited it. Following him to the Bridge had surprised him. He hurried on.
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Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5
Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5